(feat. Angel Dust, Pitbull)
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[Chorus: Baby Bash & Angel Dust]
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Let's take it to Miami, daddy, out to Miami
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Let's take it out to Georgie, sugar, Atlanta, Georgia
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Let's take it out to Cali, daddy, to California
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Let's take it New York and meet a gang of New Yorkers
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Cause I love 'em all
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In and out of the mall
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In and out of some cars, that I, just barely bought
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What, ever it be
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Cash or currency
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Mami can take picture, I promise to say "Trees!" (Trees!)
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[Hook: Baby Bash & Angel Dust]
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Dun, guh-dun-guh-dun-gun, dun
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Let's take it down to Texas, where they be gettin' wreckless
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Dirty dirt
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Dun, guh-dun-guh-dun-gun, dun
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Let's take it to Chicago, back, to Colorado
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Here we go
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Dun, guh-dun-guh-dun-gun, dun
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Let's take it overseas to France and Germany
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On the radio
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Dun, guh-dun-guh-dun-gun, dun
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Sugar, it's on me, forget what the cost be
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Shake ya thang, now
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[Verse 1: Baby Bash (Angel Dust)]
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Ain't nothin' wrong with a little bit of lightweight thang
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They want me to sound my name (WHO BE US!)
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Autograph
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V-Town, all the phat
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Take a picture with ya phone number, not attached
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Off to Sweden, I was leavin' them with horn attacks
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Somebody gets to clownin' and we all of that [laughing]
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This muh'fucker got jokes
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On the way
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To the show
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With my folks
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Na-da-da-da-da
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From the Bay, to L.A., down to Monte Ray
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Tejas, where the trill players don't play
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To all you Unsigned Hype, without a limelight
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Here's a sneak peak
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For your ass when the time's right
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[Repeat Chorus & Hook]
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[Verse 2: Pitbull]
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Damn, diggy-diggy, damn, damn
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Mami over there's off that chingy-chang, chang
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Where you from
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Cali, they do the damn thang
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I'm a take ya to Texas
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Where they slow it down, mayne
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Forget crackin', screw and chop it, to make a profit
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Miami, Atlanta, the land of the Choppers
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Where they used to pump bass to keep the fiends crunk
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Now we get crunk when the bass pump (What?)
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They ain't ready for what's about to happen
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?? put it down with Dominicans in Manhattan
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Dite, que venga
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I got the Latins on lock
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From Puerto Rico to Cuba, this is somethin' they can't stop (Como!)
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[Repeat Chorus & Hook]
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Trees
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| Baby Bash |
