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    "Ay Papi" Lyrics

    Run-D.M.C. feat. Fat Joe

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    Ay papi, tu sabe, yo tengo (??)

    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)

    Ay papi, tu sabe, yo tengo (??)
    You got my fire burnin..
    Ay papi, tu sabe, yo tengo (??)
    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
    Ready to rock steady with Run and make a lot of dough

    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)


    [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]
    This song was submitted on December 13th, 2009 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Jason William Mizell, Darryl Matthews Mcdaniels, Joseph Ward Simmons, Sherman Feller, Joseph Anthony Cartagena, Rodney Jones, Christopher Davis.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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