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Pitbull:
Fat Joe the Don!
And Mr. Worldwide reporting from Ibiza
Rusta boss, Mr. Mauricio
I know paper, can buy the newspapers
Millions now, billions later
You gotta let these haters
Jam on it, jam on it,
I tell 'em, tell 'em jam on it!
Jam on it, jam on it,
Jjj jam on it!
Pitbull:
Mr. 305, the Mr. Worldwide
The Mr. Take Something, make something,
That's right!
For hanging with dark goons and haters
To doing business with investors, attorneys and bankers
Same story, different suits
Same chico just under a different roof.
Instead of the corner of the block is the corner of the office
I'm nauseous from office!
And when I see women is menages they offer
And you know that I'm awful!
Especially if they're both on our force
And you can keep them, dwag, they're all yours!
Two seven figure day cannon boys
Not even John Lennon could imagine that
Our new paper can buy the newspapers
Millions now, billions later!
Jam on it, jam on it,
I tell 'em, tell 'em jam on it!
Jam on it, jam on it,
Jjj jam on it!
Jam on it, jam on it,
I tell 'em, tell 'em jam on it!
Jam on it, jam on it,
Jjj jam on it!
Rick Ross:
I got a bitch for him, you got a bitch for me
A bitch that live, a bitch KOD!
Made the office some office, bring them to office!
You've been… she's swimming with dolphins!
These niggas getting wet, cars keep running by
I'm smoking my wax, I keep getting high!
I don't bark, I steal money, dance
I don't walk, walk, we run this man!
Drop it to the floor, let's go
And let the momma get low!
Said the…read the poets, I've been low
Let's go! And lil momma to the floor
See that…
Jam on it, jam on it,
I tell 'em, tell 'em jam on it!
Jam on it, jam on it,
Jjj jam on it!
Jam on it, jam on it,
I tell 'em, tell 'em jam on it!
Jam on it, jam on it,
Jjj jam on it!
Mr. Mauricio:
I jam on it, I jam on it,
Bitches scream like they see Joe Jonas
Yelling mousseline smell the trees all on it
She need new jeans cause she pooped all on it
Hold up! Twerk, twerk, twerk
Hannah Montana I swerve
Versace roll on Versace down
Even put a beat under the Versace house
She no speaking ingles,
You might get my girl forward
Brazilian hair... she was born with!
Pay attention, you just can't afford it
… just pouring!
Jam on it, jam on it,
I tell 'em, tell 'em jam on it!
Jam on it, jam on it,
Jjj jam on it!
Jam on it, jam on it,
I tell 'em, tell 'em jam on it!
Jam on it, jam on it,
Jjj jam on it!
Mr. Mauricio
Mr. Worldwide!
Jose!
