Ay papi, tu sabe, yo fiebre para ti
Got senoritas in Adidas in Spain The Don of San Juan got 'em insane Got chicks in Harlem holdin they brain In Sao Paolo they follow, the same for Run since "Sucker M.C.'s" Papi bilingual, sell a single with think that I'm done, Run don't got no flow? What is you I'm grande gato pa-po Run and Bo, D.M.C. and Fat Joe Fo' cats on the track got dough Us cuatro, lock flow, you don't From New York to Puerto Rico (whoa)
Ay papi, tu sabe, yo tengo para ti You got my burnin.. Ay papi, tu sabe, yo tengo fiebre ti You got my burnin..
Joe] Uhh, uhh What's goin on black? Goin platinum and that down the format, sippin on that Cognac the Don at? I'm at Hollis with the kings payin homage to the they accomplished in they teens and I stop throwin them flings Control of the game, I'm here over the rain A human pot of gold, I had a lot of flow Ready to rock with Run and make a lot of dough
[D.M.C.] You might tell the way I talk sucker MC's is who I stalk Create in a rhyme is in formation Or why I such a rap creation That is bound, to be within this as a funky sound And to that try to put me down My DJ has jams, by the (c'mon, let's go)
[Bo Skaggs Nit' Aiyyo I rolled up, in the that I rolled up My ice glitter like up All the chickens like, "Look at Bo, he growed up he the bomb, bet his beeper stay blowed up" So much frost on my wrist my fist froze up A is tryin to get a little close up Why I'm a star now? Buy out the bar now? Or I press one button, up my car now? I heard you wanna spar now, so baby it's on I spit flows, rip shows the day that I'm gone And this day I hit 'em off I'll have sewn Rich plat', rims chrome, spin (?) to dome I entered your home, lick you down, strictly to The hit that I'm on got Spanish singin my song
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