I Luh Ya Papi
I put it down for a brother like youGive it to you right in the car, that's youWe can first give you some of this, that's youAnd you’re all out loving that JLove true
Hold up, I can get you fun upPull your trigger, go and get your gun upI'mma tie my hair up topPut a pin in it, now I'm ready, let it rockKeep it number 1, that's easy mathematicsKeep it number 1, baby, ain't no staticGot that hourglass for you, baby, look at these legsNo brakes, go green, no redIf you wanna kill the body, gotta start with the headPut it on you, I'mma need about 4-5 bedsCause I love my papi
I didn't see it, but I see it nowThink I love you, and I need you knowAin't had none like you in a while
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I put it down for a brother like youGive it to you right in the car, that's youWe can first give you some of this, that's youAnd you’re all out loving that JLove true
All day, 24 hourFeeling like I want one when it's crowdedIf you wanna hear your name, I shout itBoy, you the shit, go and take a power showerAnd I'm feeling like it's me and you, I don't doubt itYou can drive it how you want, I ain’t trying to count mileageI'm loving me some youStarted from the bottom, baby, then we went roofCause I love my papi
I didn't see it, but I see it nowThink I love you, and I need you knowAin't had none like you in a while
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[French Montana]I love you, mami, I-I love you, mamiBaby, you the shit, I-I love you, mamiShorty got me catching feelingsAnd that rave drop reaching for the ceilingSouthside Bronx, Teterboro just overseasTake the pants out here, drop to her kneesOh my, I'm a don like OmarSpeed it up slow ma, throw it back, tomaRock-rock Gators like my detroit playersYou can hate to love us, you can love to hate usFrom the bottom it been realFrom the bottom shorty been trillAnd even though we made it to the topStill J.Lo from the-the the blockEy, I love you, mami, I love you, mamiBaby, you the shit, I-I love you, mami
I think I love just who you areWe haven't grown apart, this is just the startWhere life begin all the way to the endAnd we started as friends, boy I do love
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