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Pitbull


Stephen Marley, let ‘em know what time it is.

We came here to party,
we came here to dance,
you know that you’re my girl,
damn right I’m your man.

This night going too good,
don’t fall for the games.
All the he said, she said, dumb, shit,
I got a whole lot of names.

And a whole lot of numbers,
but I’ll throw them away,
‘Cause I think I might love you,
could be the Mary Jane
or the spell that I’m under
but I know what this could be
tearing up my history for you.

I got, I got, I got, I got options
You the, you the, you the, you the top one
So baby, baby, if it ain’t a problem
Can I get some of your love?
I got, I got, I got, I got options
You the, you the, you the, you the top one
So baby, baby, if it ain’t a problem
Can I get some of your love?

Been around the game, been around the fame
Been around the money, been around some names.
But the chico’s still the same, some things never change
Here’s a tip, show me your friends.

I’ll show you your future, keep the change
I’ve seen ‘em come and go, I’ve seen ‘em sell they souls
You my number one draft pick, baby, let’s pick and roll
I always keep you up, up on a pedestal
Misery loves company, baby, don’t sweat these hoes.

I got a whole lot of names,
and a whole lot of numbers,
but I’ll throw them away,
‘Cause I think I might love you,
could be the Mary Jane
or the spell that I’m under
but I know what this could be
tearing up my history for you.

I got, I got, I got, I got options
You the, you the, you the, you the top one
So baby, baby, if it ain’t a problem
Can I get some of your love?
I got, I got, I got, I got options
You the, you the, you the, you the top one
So baby, baby, if it ain’t a problem
Can I get some of your love?

They looking for the perfect man
They looking for the perfect life
They take some perfect pics
They want some perfect dick.

But ain’t nothing perfect, girl
No such thing as a perfect world
These broads try hard to be
Who they not and not who they are.

Baby, you sweating what? Baby, you sweating who?
You talking ‘bout such and such who tries to be you?
Man, you JFK, mami, you out your mind
Misery loves company, I’ll tell you one more time.

I got a whole lot of names,
and a whole lot of numbers,
but I’ll throw them away,
‘Cause I think I might love you,
could be the Mary Jane
or the spell that I’m under
but I know what this could be
tearing up my history for you.

I got, I got, I got, I got options
You the, you the, you the, you the top one
So baby, baby, if it ain’t a problem
Can I get some of your love?
I got, I got, I got, I got options
You the, you the, you the, you the top one
So baby, baby, if it ain’t a problem
Can I get some of your love?

Baby, you know, you know we got a strong thing
So stop thinking ‘bout the wrong things
You know, you know we got a strong thing
So stop thinking ‘bout the wrong things.

I got, I got, I got, I got options
You the, you the, you the, you the top one
So baby, baby, if it ain’t a problem
Can I get some of your love?
I got, I got, I got, I got options
You the, you the, you the, you the top one
So baby, baby, if it ain’t a problem
Can I get some of your love?