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Jet 2
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Latin America
Bailo, yo puedo bailo, me encanta bailo
Bailo, yo puedo bailo, me encanta bailo
Jet 2 so smooth, it's like I talk when I spit
Tell them other cats, 'boy you don't cha cha like this'
I am so courageous, others wouldn't try this
I'm at the Tostitos Bowl, tell 'em salsa my shit
Spicy. Living la vida loca in la cabeza
So when it comes to trouble, I look ford' like Melissa
Cause I'm a clever niggie, mind sharper than some scissors
I can change it all, well that explains it all like Clarissa
And I see this lil' shawty and I really gotta get her man
Cause she the smoothest kid in school, she hotter than Pepper Ann
When shawty bossa nova, she look hotter than some Sizzler
And she make me wanna drench her up and hit some tongue twisters, damn
She be like 'is you really doing tongue twisters man?'
Hell yeah, grab the hair, I blow it up like Afghanistan
La la la la la la la la la la la la bamba man
I'mma beast it up and have her feeling like she in Mufasa' land
Sometimes I'm a Jackass, cause I'm trying to Viva la Bam
Cause shawty looking hot like she just got a tan (God damn)
So I'mma just beat that up with my bat-man (Robin)
Treat her little thing like the Bat mobile and (hop in)
But if she prefer the alternative, she could just hop on
I touch her and give her the freeze tag like tubs of hot rocks
I just gotta toss the hard rock like hop-scotch
Then I leave her speechless like dot dot dot dot
Hehehehe, baby laugh, but I ain't talkin' 'bout baby names
Cause even if I was a baby, I'd probably just say the same
Thing that I just said
I just said if I was a baby, I'd say the same thing that I just said
Enough said
Oh shit, it made sense, that's why I ain't been the same since
I know y'all like 'I could've sworn that babies couldn't say shit!'
Well babies can say shit, say shit; shit- hehe
Stuff still swing, after I hit, she miss me
Words are so charming, but I ain't talkin' 'bout spells yo
I mean I just talk, oh doesn't that ring a bell though
Holly lives in Highland, doesn't that mean she Melrose?
Nah, that's Hollywood, but Sunset is hot as hell though
Fasten her like velcro. Leave the room up in the 70s like an El Co
Or Kelso. Instead the room is hot enough to melt though
Ooh, you know she felt those
And I ain't talking back bumper when I hit the tailbone
Hold my caucascus that's about what I tell her
Then deposit me. ATM, that's about what I tell 'er
Then I melt her from the surface to beneath it like a welter
Cause they say that all men are dogs. Well grr
R-O-F-L, L-M-A-O, L-O-L, and S-M-H. H-A-H-A, B-R-B, B-A-K
Now put up the away so everybody can read what I say
And I'mma say I'm crying so they'd be thinking 'is he okay?'
Y'all know y'all all did it before, at least once. Don't lie
And if that away was true, then A-W-W, don't cry
Sad face, you can relax, or dance and let the record play
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And watch Jet 2 rip a latin beat, I'm doing record pace
Yo tengo uno pregunta, you like my spanish eh?
Yo, tu, ella, nosotros, too hard to conjugate
Feminine and masculine, now words are tryna consummate?
A B C D, now who you tryna complicate?
I just let 'em come right out, now who be trying to comtemplate?
And when I see the ladies, they be telling me 'she not a plate!'
Too late, all gone, who ate? Jet 2! Nah, I'm only two, my nigga
Don't be trying to be placing it on me, y'all know it ain't true my nigga
Aye yo', I'mma keep it real like; I'd say the same thing if it was real life
And since this is real life, I just said the same thing
Which means, even vending machines couldn't change me
Please don't lick the wrapper, there's a message in the plastic
She still picks Nix, she's checking into cashing
And she be my supply, she got me checking for a ration
Ride me like a one horse open sleigh, yeah we dashing
W-W-E oowee, you see us wrestling
Inside a cabin, but it ain't in Aspen
It's all the way in Latin America if you asking
From Guatemala to Tegucigalpa speaking Spanish
Then to Nicaragua, I sip her like some agua
I'm spitting like palabra, I don't know what that means
'Akuna matata, she tell me don't stop, I
Take her to El Salva-dor and drink Horchata
Y'all can eat caca, I'm eating pupusas
And I ain't sharing my meal with none of you guys
Huge smile, whatever you call it cause
When we go one on one it makes it better for all of us
Where is Kyla Pratt? You can tell her I said that
Now where is Damon Wayans, just tell him I said the same thing
I said to Kyla Pratt, what I say to Kyla Pratt?
If you forgot, rewind it back
I think that'll remind you and
I relax reclining back
One eye closed like pirate patches
What's the catch? Shit I'm a catch 22 like a spanish novella
With a twist, a soap opera couldn't clean this up
I don't think you would clean this up
Cause that means, uh
You would have to clean a whole bunch of spit up
I'm spitting until I hiccup, I hiccup until I spit up
The shit that was just the hiccup
The hiccup was just the shit that I spit up before the hiccup
So do I have the hiccups? Hell yeah, nigga
See the way he spitting, you can tell that man vicious
Big nuts, big dreams, to hell with ambitions
Bailo, yo puedo bailo, me encanta bailo
Bailo, yo puedo bailo, me encanta bailo
(Laughing) oh shit
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