Live at Jimmys — текст песни (Angie Martinez)





Live at jimmys





Graso, vamos pal club (? ) seguro que no

Que ahta angie martinez, ta cuban link y domingo

Una cosita ahque te voy a poner por los pie

Pa certe bailar, tu ve carajo, va ser coo, tigeraso..



[chorus: domingo]

Jimmy, copacabana, in miami, little havana

Ay.. latin quarters, la gran manzana

Were gonna party hasta por la maana

Ay.. santo domingo - tomando mamajuana

Gozando en columbia, venezuela y la bahamas

Ay.. costa rica, pery tijuana

Ven conmigo mami, con esto nadie no para

Ay..



[angie martinez over end of chorus]

Uhh, uhh, uhh, yo yo, yo

Bubble heavy in the club, double henne in the cup

Trouble and merengue make you move yo butt

Got the fellas goin nuts, girl its too much

Got me four numbers already, the nights still young

Papi work the room, handsome like what!

Mami got new shoes, hair done like what!

Me, you, speed through - "yeah, yeah good to meetcha, how you doin? "

Afraid to be the one baby take it floor

Dont say nuttin dumb, maybe we could do more!

Cause its our night and its okay!

Work hard all day, now we ready to play

And the j, the i, the m, the m, the y, the j, the i, the m

At jimmys.. at jimmys!



[chorus]



[sunkiss]

Uhh.. creep to yo block in the black cadillac

You could go wit a grey mac, brrra!

Run, duck, son - what the fuck?

See my tattoo, got pun on my gut

Bag yo chick, give her none of the bucks

Curse me out, call me a bum and a slut

Cause I bust quick like for ton in the bed

And I broke out wit more guns in a truck!



[cuban link over end of sunkiss]

Yo, yo..

Aint nuttin stoppin us from droppin

And rockin the whole metropolis

We lockin this down, straight up and down

We too hot to miss, got the shit to make em lose it

They cant refuse it

Cause it aint nuttin like hip hop music!

New shit - took a merengue beat looped it

Exclusive, without doubt, this shits stupid!

Whos this? cuban link, no te asuste!

Domingo drop the bomb, I got the fuse lit



[chorus]



[angie martinez over end of chorus]

Whoo, whoo.. hey!

Strobe light twirlin, smoke everywhere

Dance floor flooded, hands in the air

Bar in the back, ballers in the rear

Find me round there, bottles by the pair, yeah

All night cause it feels real good

And good wood from a nigga in the hood

Ladies - shake it, shake it like a real girl should

Let it be understood

That Im wit my friends and we ready to go

Connects wit ellies to santo domingo!

And i, wont rest til Im poppin at the show

Watchin all my people shoutin "go, ma, go!"

So get it up, get it up (uh-oh, uh-oh!)

Shake it down, shake it down (uh-oh, uh-oh!)

If we havin big fun (uh-oh, uh-oh!)

If you rep big pun (uh-oh, uh-oh!)

Cmon..



[chorus]



[big pun]

Boriqua, morena; girl I wanna take ya back to cuba (cuba)

Habana (habana), cmon pretty mama

Jamaica, puerto rico o santo domingo

We could take it there!

Yeah, yeah, and bring your silk underwear on!



[chorus]



[big pun]

.. and bring your silk underwear on!..

.. and bring your silk underwear on!..

.. and bring your silk underwear on!..

.. and bring your silk underwear on!..



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