Ay papi, tu sabe, yo tengo fiebre 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 Admiration for Run "Sucker M.C.'s" Papi bilingual, sell a single with Y'all that I'm done, Run don't got no flow? What is you loco? I'm gato pa-po Run and Bo, D.M.C. and Fat Joe Fo' on the same track got dough Us cuatro, lock flow, you know? From New York City to Rico (whoa)
Ay papi, tu sabe, yo tengo fiebre ti You got my burnin.. Ay papi, tu sabe, yo fiebre para ti You got my burnin..
[Fat Uhh, uhh What's goin on black? Goin platinum and that Layin the format, sippin on that Cognac the Don at? I'm at Hollis with the kings homage to the things they in they teens and I never stop throwin them flings Control of the game, I'm right here over the A human pot of gold, I had a lot of flow Ready to steady with Run and make a lot of dough
[D.M.C.] You might tell the way I talk that sucker is who I stalk Create in a rhyme that is in Or why I such a rap creation is bound, to be reknowned within city as a funky sound And to those that try to put me My DJ has jams, by the (c'mon, let's go)
[Bo Skaggs Skaggs Aiyyo I rolled up, in the that I rolled up My ice glitter like up All the chickens like, "Look at Bo, he done up Thinks he the bomb, bet his stay blowed up" So much frost on my look my fist froze up A photographer is tryin to get a little up Why cause I'm a star 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 flows, rip shows 'til the day that I'm gone And day I hit 'em off I'll have America sewn Rich plat', chrome, spin (?) to your dome I entered home, lick you down, strictly to bone The hit that I'm on got Spanish mamis singin my
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