Ay papi, tu sabe, yo tengo para ti
Got senoritas in Adidas in Spain The Don of San Juan got 'em goin Got chicks in Spanish Harlem they brain In Sao Paolo they follow, doin the Admiration for Run "Sucker M.C.'s" Papi bilingual, sell a with ease Y'all that I'm done, Run don't got no flow? What is you loco? I'm grande gato Run and Bo, D.M.C. and Fat Joe Fo' cats on the same track got Us cuatro, lock flow, you don't From New York to Puerto Rico (whoa)
Ay papi, tu sabe, yo tengo fiebre ti You got my burnin.. Ay papi, tu sabe, yo tengo para ti You got my burnin..
Joe] Uhh, uhh What's goin on black? Goin platinum and that Layin down the format, on that Cognac the Don at? I'm at Hollis with the kings payin homage to the they accomplished in they teens and I never throwin them flings Control of the game, I'm right over the rain A human pot of gold, I already had a lot of Ready to steady with Run and make a lot of dough
[D.M.C.] You might tell the way I talk that MC's is who I stalk Create in a rhyme is in formation Or why I made a rap creation is bound, to be reknowned within this city as a sound And to those that try to put me My DJ has jams, by the (c'mon, let's go)
[Bo Skaggs Nit' Aiyyo I rolled up, in the spot that I up My ice glitter hold up All the chickens like, "Look at Bo, he done up he the bomb, bet his beeper stay blowed up" So frost on my wrist look my fist froze up A photographer is tryin to get a close up Why cause I'm a star now? Buy out the bar Or I one button, start up my car now? I that you wanna spar now, so baby it's on I spit flows, rip 'til 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 your home, lick you down, strictly to bone The hit that I'm on got Spanish mamis my song
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