*featuring Big Pun, Cuban Link, Domingo, Sunkiss
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Corazon, (?) aiy aiy esta Angie Martinez, 'ta Cuban Link y Domingo
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Una cosita aiy que te voy a poner para los pie,
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a sete bailar, tu ve el berau; va se congio, tigeraso..
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[Chorus]
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Jimmy, "Copa Cabana," in Miami, Little Habana
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Aiy.. Latin Quarters, la Gran Manzana
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We're gonna party hasta por la manjana
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Aiy.. Santo Domingo - tomando Mama Guana
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Gozando en Columbia, Venezuela y la Bahamas
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Aiy.. Costa Rica pero y Ti' Juana
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Ven con migo mami, porque te van a robana
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Aiy..
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[Angie Martinez - overlapping Chorus]
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Uhh, uhh, uhh, yo yo, yo
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Bubble heavy in the club, double Henne' in the cup
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Trouble and merengue make you move yo' butt
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Got the fella's goin' nuts, girl it's too much
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Got me four numbers already, the night's still young
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Papi work the room, 'mance 'em like WHAT!
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Mami got no shoes, hair done like WHAT!
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Me, you - speed through
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Yeah, yeah good to meet'cha; how you doin'?
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Afraid to be the one baby take it floor
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Don't say nuttin' dumb, maybe we could do more!
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Cause it's our night and it's okay!
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Work hard - okay now we ready to play!
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And the J, the I, the M, the M, the Y, the J, the I, the M
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At Jimmy's.. at Jimmy's!
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[Chorus]
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[Verse Two]
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Uhh.. creep to yo' block in the black Cadillac
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You could go wit' a grey Mac, BRRRA!
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Run, duck; son, what the fuck?
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See my tattoo, got Pun on my gut
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Bag yo' chick; give a nun a million bucks
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Curse me out, call me a bum and a slut
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Cause I bust quick like a ton in a cut
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Then I broke out wit' more guns in a stro'!
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[Cuban Link]
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Yo, yo..
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Ain't nuttin' stoppin' us from droppin'
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and rockin' the whole and droppin' us
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The lockin' this down, strait up and down
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We too hot to miss, we got the shit to make 'em loose it,
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they can't refuse it,
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cause it ain't nuttin' like hip hop music!
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New shit! Took a merengue beat loot it
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Exclusive, it died down, this shit stupid!
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Who's this? Cuban Link, no te asuste!
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Don't mean to drop the bomb, I got the fuse slit
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[Chorus]
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[Angie Martinez - overlapping Chorus]
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Whoo, whoo.. hey!
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Stro' like swellin', smoke everywhere
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Dance all sudden, hands in the air
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Par in the back, ballers in the rear
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Find me 'round there, bottles by the beer, yeah
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All right cause it feels real good
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And good wood from a nigga in the hood
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Ladies - shake it, shake it real girl should
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Let it be understood,
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that I'm wit' my friends and we ready to go
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Connects wit' (?) to Santo Domingo!
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And I, won't west 'til I poppin' at the show
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Watchin' all my people shoutin' "Go, ma, go!"
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So get it up, get it up (uh-oh, uh-oh!)
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Shake it down, shake it down (uh-oh, uh-oh!)
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If we havin' big fun (uh-oh, uh-oh!)
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If you rep' Big Pun (uh-oh, uh-oh!)
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C'mon..
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[Chorus]
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[Big Pun]
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Boriqua, morena; girl I wanna take ya back to Cuba (Cuba)
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Habana (Habana), c'mon you pretty mama
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Jamaica, Puerto Rico or Santo Domingo
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We could take it there!
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Yeah, yeah; and put yourself try a player result
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[Chorus].. and put yourself try a player result.... and put yourself try a player result.... and put yourself try a player result.... and put yourself try a player result..
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Live At Jimmy's
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Angie Martinez |