*featuring Jay-Z
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[Chorus: Jay-Z (Angie Martinez)]
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How you say my love in spanish? (Mi amor)
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(How you say my love in thug) Can I hit it raw?
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In the backseat of my jeep, or maybe on the floor
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(Easy papi) Nah mami, teach me more
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(Tr'teme especial means treat me special)
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I ain't got no time for that now, dame un beso
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(Wanna keep a good girl like I told you before)
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(Easy papi) Yeah, teach me more
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[Jay-Z]
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I like fast cars, I love faster chicks
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You don't need a small waist, I take ass and tits
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Love chicks that deep throat, love bein left alone
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on a Sunday afternoon with the remote
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Love havin my cake plus eatin it too
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Shit, I got cake what the fuck I'm 'posed to do
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Like chicks to dress, but I love a good shoe
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Sophisticated mama with love for the hood too
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Love sexin girls on that boricua shit
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Love black girls that's when the Levi's fit
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Chicks that play hard to get on that Aaliyah shit
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If at first I don't succeed, then believe I split
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Can you blame me? Young buck, dirty-ass pops trained me
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Moms allowed it, daddy was about it (Bout it)
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Game got inherited
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Mama said if you find love you better cherish it
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Teach me!
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[Chorus]
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[Angie Martinez]
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I like to slow dance, I like to romance
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I like to.. stroll through the park holdin hands
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Ask me how my day was, tell me "Ma lookin pretty"
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On Sundays in the cut watchin "Sex and the City"
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Havin long talks and good lovin in the mornin
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Walk them dogs when my body is callin
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Flesh air force cuts a wound with a line
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No stress of course, cause I don't have the time
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Like to wine and dine but please hold your liquor, cuz
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I'm rollin with ya and I hate a silly nigga
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Like 'em rough and rugged, love it when you tug it
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You buggin out of line on that thug shit is nothin
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Dealt with cats before that I had to train
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Dealt with cats that's poor and a cat with fame
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One who played basketball and I had more game
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So por favor, papi stay in your lane
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[Chorus]
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Mi Amor
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| Angie Martinez |
