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Fat Joe - Ay Papi lyrics
Ay papi, tu sabe, yo tengo fiebre para ti
 [Run]Got senoritas in Adidas over in Spain
 The Don of San Juan got 'em goin insane
 Got chicks in Spanish Harlem holdin they brain
 In Sao Paolo they follow, doin the same
 Admiration for Run since "Sucker M.C.'s"
 Papi bilingual, sell a single with ease
 Y'all think that I'm done, Run don't got no flow?
 What is you loco? I'm grande gato pa-po
 Run and Bo, D.M.C. and Fat Joe
 Fo' cats on the same track got dough
 Us cuatro, lock flow, you don't know?
 From New York City to Puerto Rico (whoa)
 [Chorus]Ay papi, tu sabe, yo tengo fiebre para ti
 You got my fire burnin..
 Ay papi, tu sabe, yo tengo fiebre para ti
 You got my fire burnin..
 [Fat Joe]Uhh, uhh
 What's goin on black? Goin platinum and beyond that
 Layin down the format, sippin on that Cognac
 Where the Don at?
 I'm at Hollis with the kings payin homage to the things
 they accomplished in they teens and I never stop throwin them flings
 Control of the game, I'm right here over the rain
 A human pot of gold, I already had a lot of flow
 Fat Joe - Ay Papi - http://motolyrics.com/fat-joe/ay-papi-lyrics.html
 Ready to rock steady with Run and make a lot of dough
 [D.M.C.]You might tell from the way I talk
 that sucker MC's is who I stalk
 Create in a rhyme that is in formation
 Or why I made such a rap creation
 That is bound, to be reknowned
 within this city as a funky sound
 And to those that try to put me down
 My DJ has jams, by the pound (c'mon, let's go)
 [Chorus]
 [Bo Skaggs Nitty]Skaggs Nit'
 Aiyyo I rolled up, in the spot that I rolled up
 My ice glitter like hold up
 All the chickens like, "Look at Bo, he done growed up
 Thinks he the bomb, bet his beeper stay blowed up"
 So much frost on my wrist look my fist froze up
 A photographer is tryin to get a little close up
 Why cause I'm a star now? Buy out the bar now?
 Or I press one button, start up my car now?
 I heard that you wanna spar now, so baby it's on
 I spit flows, rip shows 'til the day that I'm gone
 And this day I hit 'em off I'll have America sewn
 Rich plat', rims chrome, spin (?) to your dome
 I entered your home, lick you down, strictly to bone
 The hit that I'm on got Spanish mamis singin my song
[Chorus] - 1.5X








