My Kinda Girl – Pitbull

My Kinda Girl
artist: Pitbull
album: Planet Pit
year: 2011
genre: rock/rap
type: only lyrics

My girl is the kind of girl that walks in this world,
Other girls want my girl, which I think is cool.
My girl is what these other girls wanna be,
But that’s what she’s for me, my kinda girl!

[Chorus:]
You’re like my kinda girl,
She walk like my kinda girl,
She talk like my kinda girl,
I guess my kinda girl is you!
So I think I better get in line,
Get in line, get in line,
Get in line, get in line, get in line,
Yeah! cause every nigger in here want you!

You name it, she’s got it,.. realistic about it,
Disrespecting, acting fool in public, I doubt it!
If this skeleton is in a closet, that’s where she keeps it,
I don’t do business with sharks, so she stays quiet and peeps ’em.
Even if she’s playing with time sequence, she keeps ’em,
Never goes through his mind, she respects the crown,
I respect her mind, that’s why I made her, man!
For me she’ll fight the world, and that’s my kinda girl!

[Chorus:]
You’re like my kinda girl,
She walk like my kinda girl,
She talk like my kinda girl,
I guess my kinda girl is you!
So I think I better get in line,
Get in line, get in line,
Get in line, get in line, get in line,
Yeah! cause every nigger in here want you!

My kind of girl, yeah, she’s got a vision!
That’s food for thought; now let ’em haters do the dishes!
A pair of high heels and her stockings business,
And ain’t talking fishing, she’s got a six sense.
… don’t impress her,
She’ll break a full… so watch how you press her!
She came some nothing ’till she know some, yeah, that’s true!
For me she’ll fight the world, and that’s my kinda girl!

[Chorus:]
You’re like my kinda girl,
She walk like my kinda girl,
She talk like my kinda girl,
I guess my kinda girl is you!
So I think I better get in line,
Get in line, get in line,
Get in line, get in line, get in line,
Yeah! cause every nigger in here want you!

My girl is the kinda girl that walks in the room,
Other girls want my girl, which I think is cool.
My girl is what these others girls wanna be,
But that’s why she’s with me! my kinda girl!
Sometimes she’s,.. sometimes she’s…
And when she’s with me, she know she’s good,
Yeah, she’s my town ass bitch!

Oye Baby – Pitbull

Oye Baby
artist: Pitbull
album: Planet Pit
year: 2011
genre: rock/rap
type: only lyrics

Pitbull Intro
Nicola Fasano… I hope I said that right
Mr. 305 or better said Mr. Worldwide
’09 was ours, 2010 we gon’ do it again
But like we said one more gen…. DALE!

Pitbull Chorus
Oye baby, oye baby, get closer, get closer
I wanna love ya, I wanna love ya, like I’m supposed to, like I’m supposed to
Oye baby, oye baby, get closer, get closer
I wanna love ya, I wanna love ya, like I’m supposed to, like I’m supposed to
La la la
Oye baby, oye baby, I wanna love ya, I wanna love ya,
Oye baby, oye baby, I wanna love ya, I wanna love ya,
Oye baby, oye baby, I wanna love ya, I wanna love ya,
Oye baby, oye baby, I wanna love ya, I wanna love ya,
La la la

Pitbull
Pit this, Pit that, yeah Pit switched, yeah Pit’s whack
Now they like Pit can you jump on this track?
Yeah – kiss my Pit ass haha
I showed them haters that ’09 was mine and took over the world
But forget about me, baby whats up
Yeah come over here girl

Pitbull Chorus
Oye baby, oye baby, get closer, get closer
I wanna love ya, I wanna love ya, like I’m supposed to, like I’m supposed to
Oye baby, oye baby, get closer, get closer
I wanna love ya, I wanna love ya, like I’m supposed to, like I’m supposed to
La la la
Oye baby, oye baby, I wanna love ya, I wanna love ya,
Oye baby, oye baby, I wanna love ya, I wanna love ya,
Oye baby, oye baby, I wanna love ya, I wanna love ya,
Oye baby, oye baby, I wanna love ya, I wanna love ya,
La la la

Pitbull
Im out for the dead presidents
I used to move pounds
Now I get paid in pounds and euros
Cuban judo – oh ju dunno, ju dunno?
Pit’s worldwide now, 3-0-5 around the globe
Yeah, fo’ sho’ mami
I can see it in your ass
Its been a while since you had a good time, right?

Pitbull Chorus
Oye baby, oye baby, get closer, get closer
I wanna love ya, I wanna love ya, like I’m supposed to, like I’m supposed to
Oye baby, oye baby, get closer, get closer
I wanna love ya, I wanna love ya, like I’m supposed to, like I’m supposed to
La la la
Oye baby, oye baby, I wanna love ya, I wanna love ya,
Oye baby, oye baby, I wanna love ya, I wanna love ya,
Oye baby, oye baby, I wanna love ya, I wanna love ya,
Oye baby, oye baby, I wanna love ya, I wanna love ya,
La la la

Hey sexy let me feel you, let me touch you, let me kiss you baby
Hey sexy let me feel you, let me touch you, let me kiss you baby
This for the DJ’s that show me love – bet that up
This for the mami’s that shake in the club – wassup?
This for the DJ’s that show me love – bet that up
This for the mami’s that shake in the club – wassup?

Mr. Right Now – Pitbull

Mr. Right Now
artist: Pitbull
album: Planet Pit
year: 2011
genre: rock/rap
type: only lyrics

Hello, my name is not Mr. Right but you can be my missis tonight
I know we’re only fooling around, I’m never gonna be your Mr. Right
But I’ma be your Mr. Right now, right now, right now, right now

Broken rules have broken laws have broken hearts have broken all
And if you put me on baby I’ll break you off, this is the third mundo, take it off, haha
You know the game plan, I’m a quarter back with hops …
I wanna go deep, hell mary, amen,
But tell your friend don’t block us, our … can watch us
You know what time it is with no watch us
I’m not Mr. Righteous, I’m Mr. Right now, baby

Hello, my name is not Mr. Right but you can be my missis tonight
I know you’re looking for a good guy, but I can guarantee a good time
Hello, my name is not Mr. Right but you can be my missis tonight
I know we’re only fooling around, I’m never gonna be your Mr. Right
But I’ma be your Mr. Right now, right now, right now, right now

Mama you can’t be seriously, looking for something serious me

I’m a lot of fun, best bang, no headaches, I hit and run, haha
You can thank me later, give me a second let me thank these haters
Thank you I can push, spoon, nimble, lick, bite, oh, and spank you
You can call all your girls over …
Let me buy them a drink too, I’m not Mr. Right, I’m Mr. Right now, baby

Hello, my name is not Mr. Right but you can be my missis tonight
I know you’re looking for a good guy, but I can guarantee a good time
Hello, my name is not Mr. Right but you can be my missis tonight
I know we’re only fooling around, I’m never gonna be your Mr. Right
But I’ma be your Mr. Right now, right now, right now, right now
Right now, right now, right now, right now
Hello, I’ma be a Mr. Right now, I’ma be a Mr. Right now,
Hello, I’ma be a Mr. Right now
I’m never gonna be a Mr. Right, but I’ma gonna be a Mr. Right now, right now.

Something For The DJs – Pitbull

Something For The DJs
artist: Pitbull
album: Planet Pit
year: 2011
genre: rock/rap
type: only lyrics

This beat yeah! Hop in this dang yeah!
With David Guetta yeah!
And Afrojack yeah!
Now all my ladies yeah!
Go ahead and get sexy yeah!

And if youre sexy and you know it say oh yeah!
If youre sexy and you know it say oh yeah!
If youre sexy and you know it and you really wanna show it
If youre sexy and you know it say oh yeah!

If youre sexy and you know it clap your hands!
If youre sexy and you know it clap your hands!
If youre sexy and you know it and you really wanna show it
If youre sexy and you know it clap your hands!

Go DJ!
Cut the scratch
Go DJ!
Dont stop!
Go DJ!
Cut the scratch
Go DJ!
Dont stop!
Go DJ!
Cut the scratch
Go DJ!
Dont stop!
Go DJ!
Cut the scratch
Go DJ!

How much wood can a wood chop chop
If a wood chop could chop would!
You can catch Pit in a bed with a mommy on his vet
No questions you know Im all good!
And if you blink for a minute I think for a minute
Ima drink for a minute stops a girl in a mini like
Oh no! wait one minute
For that feel fair I’ll open it like

Down down down down
Down down down down
Turn that booty off
Round round round round
Round round round round
She has to get
Down down down down
Down down down down
Turn that booty off
Round round round round
Round round round round

If youre sexy and you know it clap your hands!
If youre sexy and you know it clap your hands!
If youre sexy and you know it and you really wanna show it
If youre sexy and you know it clap your hands!

Go DJ!
Cut the scratch
Go DJ!
Dont stop!
Go DJ!
Cut the scratch
Go DJ!
Dont stop!
Go DJ!
Cut the scratch
Go DJ!
Dont stop!
Go DJ!
Cut the scratch
Go DJ!
Dont stop!
Go DJ!
Tic tic tic!

How much wood can a wood chop chop
If a wood chop could chop would!
You could catch me in the city in the state in the country
In the hood you know I’m all good!
Cause I been raised by them wolves
But I don’t play by the rules
As you can see I made my own moves
Mami’s like “Dammit chico that’s smooth”
Thank you mami now I move – data

Down down down down
Down down down down
Turn that booty off
Round round round round
Round round round round
She has to get
Down down down down
Down down down down
Turn that booty off
Round round round round
Round round round round

If youre sexy and you know it clap your hands!
If youre sexy and you know it clap your hands!
If youre sexy and you know it and you really wanna show it
If youre sexy and you know it clap your hands!

Go DJ!
Cut the scratch
Go DJ!
Dont stop!
Go DJ!
Cut the scratch
Go DJ!
Dont stop!
Go DJ!
Cut the scratch
Go DJ!
Dont stop!
Go DJ!
Cut the scratch
Go DJ!
Dont stop!
Go DJ!
Tic tic tic boom!

Where Do We Go – Pitbull

Where Do We Go
artist: Pitbull
album: Planet Pit
year: 2011
genre: rock/rap
type: only lyrics

[Intro]
Let’s.. (Mr. Worldwide).. takeover
MK, uhh
Jim Jonsin
Let’s take over the globe
Hey-heyyy-yeah [4X]
Let the world know

[Chorus: Jamie Foxx (Pitbull)]
Where do we go from here
World tell me please
Where do we go from here
I want the world to tell me please
Where do we go? (Where do we go, where do we go)
Where do we go? (Where do we go, where do we go)
Where do we go? (Where do we go, where do we go)
Where do we go? (Where do we go, where do we go .. from here)

[Pitbull]
How you gon’ tell me the sky’s the limit, when it’s focused on the moon?
I don’t need a TV show to (Dance With the Stars) not me I’m good
Half of the world don’t like me, half of the world wanna be me
But believe it or not that pretty lil’ thang they call Earth, needs me
I’m here to show the world what it is to make somethin from nothin yeah fa’sho
I’m here to show the world what it is to do good business how I blew it I blow
I’m here to show the world that money don’t buy happiness believe me I know
But just one thang; when I show the world – I just wanna know

[Chorus]

[Pitbull]
As the sun rotates and Pit gets bigger
The mo’ countries in the world I hit up
I’m a mondo bomb, double-oh, three-oh-five
A/k/a Mr. Worldwide, ha ha ha
Don’t be silly – I’ve had it on lock and that’s fa’sho
I already changed my city, now I’m on my way to change the globe
I’m tryin to inspire the world
To show ’em what it is when you hustle and you work hard
Show ’em what it is, to put your life on the lind for the love of the grind
Life is a rhyme with no reason, and that’s the reason I rhyme
But once I show the globe
I just wanna know

[Jamie Foxx]
Where do we go from here
World tell me please
Where do we go from here
I want the world to tell me please

[Chorus]

[Outro 4X: Pitbull]
You must be blind
If you can’t see the world is mine

Took My Love – Pitbull

Took My Love
artist: Pitbull
album: Planet Pit
year: 2011
genre: rock/rap
type: only lyrics

You took my love, I thought I was the only one
You took my love, it feels like you did it for fun
You took my love, but my heart keeps telling me you’re the one
You took my love, took my love

Loquita, I don’t play you, you know what time it is with me
You want my heart, you got the world,
Now show me you’d ride up there for me
I can see right through your eyes, and I know what you tryin to do
You tryin to rob, steal, take my love, wel f*ck you

Take my love, ha ha, not a woman on earth that can do that
Say what, I don’t know where you from, or where you been at
I’m letting you know what’s up, and if you don’t know, play by the rules
Or baby, you get cut, I talked so much, you took my love

You took my love, I thought I was the only one
You took my love, it feels like you did it for fun
You took my love, but my heart keeps telling me you’re the one
You took my love, took my love

Yo, I’m in the club, and the place is poppin
Seen a sit in bar, and her face is knockin
Times are great, cuz I’m with my crew
But my smile was fake, cuz I’m missing you

Baby you know that I didn’t learn my lesson
Shoulda gave you more time, more love and affection
And when I see you later with that other guy
Keep telling myself that a player ain’t suppose to cry

You took my love, I thought I was the only one
You took my love, it feels like you did it for fun
You took my love, but my heart keeps telling me you’re the one
You took my love, took my love

She took my love, and played me for a sucker
But it don’t even matter, cuz you know I still love her
She took my heart, and threw it on the ground
But it don’t even matter, cuz I still want her around

She’s such a love taker, she’s such a love taker
It’s guaranteed that she’s a professional heartbreaker
But a great lovemaker, all in a sheet
She made my heart skipped a beat
But for now she’s a close as it comes
Not mags, no life and no guns
She took my love

You took my love, I thought I was the only one
You took my love, it feels like you did it for fun
You took my love, but my heart keeps telling me you’re the one
You took my love, took my love

Castle Made Of Sand – Pitbull

Castle Made Of Sand
artist: Pitbull
album: Planet Pit
year: 2011
genre: rock/rap
type: only lyrics

Kelly Rowland
So you tried, to believe in the castle made of sand
When it falls to the sea and your feet can’t find dry land
Reach for my hand.

Pitbull
I sacrifice my life to give you my life through speakers,
Try to do good even though I’ve been crossed like Jesus,
God knows I got a good heart but my blood is filled with demons
I’m fighting myself, believe me,
I’m far from ignorant, Far from greedy
If you know what I come from, knew what I’ve been through
You think there should been another outcome
Just like most kids, a father I did it without one
Come from the city where theyll x you like Malcolm
Then you wonder how come
I can move in the room full of wolves so swift so smooth,
Thank you mom for making me a man
Let a motherfucker knock down my castle made of sand

Kelly Rowland
So you tried, to believe in the castle made of sand
When it falls to the sea and your feet can’t find dry land
Reach for my hand, reach for my hand.

Pitbull
I lived my whole life with the world on my shoulders,
So I could care less what this music game throw us,
I see them looking for them keys but they wont find it,
I come from struggle, I’m a fighter’ must you be reminded,
My mothers past has her trapped, has her blinded,
But I took her past , I took her pain, I made it strength, I fought the game
Do or die, Pitbull’s the name.
Now all I see is the future,
Mom I love you, I salute you
And no matter what happens just know youre the reason that Im rappin’.

Kelly Rowland
So you tried, to believe in the castle made of sand
When it falls to the sea and your feet can’t find dry land
Reach for my hand.

Jaime Drastik
Look
I’m from the home of the spitters, the winners, the big apple
Came down to south beach to build a new castle
Every day I’m hustling and every day you hassle,
Doing what you can and I’m doing what I have to,
Throw me in the jungle and I’ll show you I’m a winner,
I’m coming out with dinner and wearing a chinchilla,
I did it for my town to show em the big picture,
Pit hit the switch, I promise to never switch up,
This is for my brother took three and went to jail,
I’m send all the pictures of my shows through the mail
He hit me with a letter, said: I know you’ll never fail,
So put me on a beach with a bucket and a pale

Kelly Rowland
So you try to believe in the castle made of sand
When it falls to the sea and your feet can’t find dry land
Reach for my hand, reach for my hand.

International Love – Pitbull

International Love
artist: Pitbull
album: Planet Pit
year: 2011
genre: rock/rap
type: only lyrics

Pitbull
You can’t catch me boy (can’t catch me boy)
I’m overseas at about a 100 G’s a show
Don’t test me boy (don’t test me boy)
‘Cuz I rap with the best fo’ sho’
3-0-5 til the death of me
Cremate my body, let the ocean have what’s left of me
But for now forget about that
Blow the whistle, baby you’re the referee

Chris Brown
You put it down like New York City
I never sleep
Wild like Los Angeles
My fantasy
Hotter than Miami
I feel the heat
Ohh it’s international love
Ohh it’s international love

Pitbull
I don’t play football but I’ve touched down everywhere, everywhere, everywhere
I don’t play baseball but I’ve hit a home run everywhere, everywhere, everywhere
I’ve been to countries and cities I can’t pronounce
And the places on the globe I didn’t know existed
In Romania, she pulled me to the side and told me “Pit, you can have me and my sister.”
In Lebanon, yeah the women da bomb
And in Greece, you guessed it, the women are sweet
Been all around the world but I ain’t gon’ lie there’s nothing like Miami’s heat…. dale!

Chris Brown
You put it down like New York City
I never sleep
Wild like Los Angeles
My fantasy
Hotter than Miami
I feel the heat
Ohh it’s international love
Ohh it’s international love

Pitbull
Down in DR, they looking for visas
I ain’t talking credit cards if you know what I mean!
En Cuba la cosa esta dura
But the woman get down, if you know what I mean
En Colombia women got everything done,
But they’re some of the most beautiful women I’ve ever seen
In Brazil, they freaky with big ol’ booties and they thongs, blue, yellow, and green!
En L.A., tengo a la Mexicana, en New York tengo la boricua
Besitos para todas las mujeres en Venezuela, muah!
Y en Miami tengo cualquiera!

Chris Brown
You put it down like New York City
I never sleep
Wild like Los Angeles
My fantasy
Hotter than Miami
I feel the heat
Ohh ohh ohh ohhhh it’s international love
Ohh ohh ohh ohhhh it’s international love

There’s not a place that your love don’t affect me, baby
So don’t ever change
I crossed the globe when I’m with you, baby
Hey
Woah-oh

You put it down like New York City
I never sleep
Wild like Los Angeles
My fantasy
Hotter than Miami
I feel the heat
Ohh it’s international love
Ohh it’s international love

You put it down like New York City
I never sleep
Wild like Los Angeles
My fantasy
Hotter than Miami
I feel the heat
Ohh it’s international love
Ohh it’s international love

Shake Señora – Pitbull

Shake Señora
artist: Pitbull
album: Planet Pit
year: 2011
genre: rock/rap
type: only lyrics

Shake, shake, shake, Señora, shake your body line
Shake, shake, shake, Señora, shake it all the time
Work, work, work, Señora, work your body line
Work, work, work, Señora, work it all the time

My girl’s name is Señora
I tell you friends I adore her
And when she dances, oh brother!
She’s a hurricane in all kinds of weather

(Jump in de line, rock your body in time) Okay, I believe you!
(Jump in de line, rock your body in time) Okay, I believe you!
(Jump in de line, rock your body in time) Okay, I believe you!
(Jump in de line, rock your body in time) Whoa!

Shake, shake, shake, Señora, shake your body line
Shake, shake, shake, Señora, shake it all the time
Work, work, work, Señora, work your body line
Work, work, work, Señora, work it all the time

You can talk about cha-cha
Tango, waltz, or de rumba
Señora
You jump in the saddle
Hold on to de bridle!

(Jump in de line, rock your body in time) Okay, I believe you!
(Jump in de line, rock your body in time) Rock your body, child!
(Jump in de line, rock your body in time) Somebody, help me!
(Jump in de line, rock your body in time) Whoa!

Shake, shake, shake, Señora, shake your body line
Shake, shake, shake, Señora, shake it all the time (Whoa)
Work, work, work, Señora, work your body line (Yep)
Work, work, work, Señora, work it all the time

Señora, she’s a sensation
The reason for aviation
And fellas you got to watch it
When she wind up, she bottom, she go like a rocket!

(Jump in de line, rock your body in time) Okay, I believe you!
(Jump in de line, rock your body in time) Hoist those skirts a little higher!
(Jump in de line, rock your body in time) Up the chimney!
(Jump in de line, rock your body in time) Whoa oh oh oh!

Shake, shake, shake, Señora
Shake your body line
Work, work, work, Señora
Work it all the time
Dance, dance, dance, Señora
Dance it all the time
Work, work, work, Señora
Work it all the time

Señora dances calypso
Left to right is de tempo
And when she gets the sensation
She go up in the air, come down in slow motion

(Jump in de line, rock your body in time) Okay, I believe you!
(Jump in de line, rock your body in time) Somebody, help me!
(Jump in de line, rock your body in time) Okay, I believe you!
(Jump in de line, rock your body in time) Whooooa!

Shake, shake, shake, Señora, shake your body line
Shake, shake, shake, Señora, shake it all the time
Work, work, work, Señora!!

Come N Go – Pitbull

Come N Go
artist: Pitbull
album: Planet Pit
year: 2011
genre: rock/rap
type: only lyrics

I’ve been around the world, and there
Seen a little bit of everything
Heard the la, learned the la, on how to hit the spot, ding, ding, ding
And if the price is right, I mean the night is right, I mean the time is right
So do her thing, and I know the price, night, and time is right
So dimelo mami, don’t play no games
Dale mama, talk to me straight
Please, please no chase
Now this isn’t the debate, and I ain’t even chase

Mami you’re the internet, and I’m looking for a download
And if you don’t know, now you know
Yeah, I make them come and go

I make the girls come!
I make the girls go!

I make them come, make them come
Make them go-o-o
I make them come, make them come
I make the girls go!
I make them come, make them come
Make them go-o-o
I make them come, make them come
I make the girls go!

Now you heard about me, and I ain’t gotta say much
I ain’t talking about cars, it’s automatic and pop your clutch
You gon’ do things baby, you never done before
And you will say things baby, you never said before
You will think us baby, you never thought you did
This is SY shot, turn those cans, so baby don’t blame

Mami you’re the internet, and I’m looking for a download
And if you don’t know, now you know

Yeah, I make them come and go

I make the girls come!
I make the girls go!

Su tia ta buena, su madre ta buena
Toda tan buena (I make the girls go!)

I make them come, make them come
Make them go-o-o
I make them come, make them come
I make the girls go!
I make them come, make them come
Make them go-o-o
I make them come, make them come
I make the girls go!

That’s right… that’s right… [repeats]
Say with me now…

Lalalalalalalalalalala…

I make the girls go!

I make them come, make them come
Make them go-o-o
I make them come, make them come
I make the girls go!
I make them come, make them come
Make them go-o-o
I make them come, make them come
I make the girls go!