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  • (feat. Angel Dust, Pitbull)
  • [Chorus: Baby Bash & Angel Dust]
  • Let's take it to Miami, daddy, out to Miami
  • Let's take it out to Georgie, sugar, Atlanta, Georgia
  • Let's take it out to Cali, daddy, to California
  • Let's take it New York and meet a gang of New Yorkers
  • Cause I love 'em all
  • In and out of the mall
  • In and out of some cars, that I, just barely bought
  • What, ever it be
  • Cash or currency
  • Mami can take picture, I promise to say "Trees!" (Trees!)
  • [Hook: Baby Bash & Angel Dust]
  • Dun, guh-dun-guh-dun-gun, dun
  • Let's take it down to Texas, where they be gettin' wreckless
  • Dirty dirt
  • Dun, guh-dun-guh-dun-gun, dun
  • Let's take it to Chicago, back, to Colorado
  • Here we go
  • Dun, guh-dun-guh-dun-gun, dun
  • Let's take it overseas to France and Germany
  • On the radio
  • Dun, guh-dun-guh-dun-gun, dun
  • Sugar, it's on me, forget what the cost be
  • Shake ya thang, now
  • [Verse 1: Baby Bash (Angel Dust)]
  • Ain't nothin' wrong with a little bit of lightweight thang
  • They want me to sound my name (WHO BE US!)
  • Autograph
  • V-Town, all the phat
  • Take a picture with ya phone number, not attached
  • Off to Sweden, I was leavin' them with horn attacks
  • Somebody gets to clownin' and we all of that [laughing]
  • This muh'*****er got jokes
  • On the way
  • To the show
  • With my folks
  • Na-da-da-da-da
  • From the Bay, to L.A., down to Monte Ray
  • Tejas, where the trill players don't play
  • To all you Unsigned Hype, without a limelight
  • Here's a sneak peak
  • For your ass when the time's right
  • [Repeat Chorus & Hook]
  • [Verse 2: Pitbull]
  • Damn, diggy-diggy, damn, damn
  • Mami over there's off that chingy-chang, chang
  • Where you from
  • Cali, they do the damn thang
  • I'm a take ya to Texas
  • Where they slow it down, mayne
  • Forget crackin', screw and chop it, to make a profit
  • Miami, Atlanta, the land of the Choppers
  • Where they used to pump bass to keep the fiends crunk
  • Now we get crunk when the bass pump (What?)
  • They ain't ready for what's about to happen
  • ?? put it down with Dominicans in Manhattan
  • Dite, que venga
  • I got the Latins on lock
  • From Puerto Rico to Cuba, this is somethin' they can't stop (Como!)
  • [Repeat Chorus & Hook]

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