| Yeah Yeah
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| Que Vuelta?
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| Di le nota (Di le nota)
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| You know who it is
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| For all these bustas and haters
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| We don’t care about yo clique
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| We don’t care about yo crew
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| We don’t care about yo bitch
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| We don’t care what you do
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| We don’t care about your car
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| We don’t care about your chips
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| We don’t care about shit
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| Accept getting rich
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| (Verse 1) (Pitbull)
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| Now that Little Jon has opened the door
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| It’s over dawg
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| This that new south
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| That’s it, it’s over ya’ll
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| No more warning ya’ll
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| We tired of getting over looked
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| You want beef? |
| then I hope you like it over-cooked
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| Oh and for that bread
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| It’s whatever man
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| I’m fully prepared to pump lead
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| At any nigga that wanna bump heads
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| So bring it
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| But when them things go Rr-rr-rr-rringing
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| Someones gonna get hit
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| And that’s a fact, not an opinion
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| I’m buiding my connects
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| And that there is dangerous
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| Didn’t your mother teach you
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| Not to talk to strangers?
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| Then why are you in my ear talking all the shit
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| Just 'cause I’m cuban doesn’t mean I flip bricks
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| So stop asking me the price on them thangs down here
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| 'Cause that one of them thangs that get chu killed 'round here
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| I don’t care who you are, who you might be
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| But I’d rather die, then let an undercover bite me
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| (Verse 2) (Cubo)
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| I’m in this bitch now
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| Ya’ll niggas better get ready
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| I’m ready for whatever ya’ll want
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| Boy, but it ain’t nothing pretty
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| Ya’ll wanna start shit
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| Tell me what ya’ll wanna do
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| Me, Pit, DB, we don’t care about?
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| I don’t care about slanging them thangs
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| Back 'em spraying them thangs
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| If you get? |
| just homie don’t mention my name
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| BLAKAH, that’s exactly what I’m spitting meng
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| Homie, don’t make me have to blow 'em chopper meng
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| 'Cause I can spit it spit it
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| However you want it want it
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| My peoples is with it with it
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| We about that money money
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| And I do anything that I have to do to get that money meng
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| Miami, Money is a major issue meng
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| They, They don’t understand
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| What we about to do
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| We about to shit on this game
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| We about to shit on your crew
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| Pitbull don’t care about ya
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| Cubo don’t care about ya
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| DB don’t care about ya
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| We, We don’t care about ya
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| (Verse 3) (Pitbull)
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| This game is scandalous
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| The more money you make
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| The more your? |
| hold off in an ambulance
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| AOWoo!
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| That’s why I say to myself in the cut
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| Man I can’t be seen
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| Ears open, mouth shut
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| Just watching thangs
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| And if it pops off
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| I pop up, both popping than
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| Guns, I was taught proper
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| To cop and aim
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| Run, when you hear that Blakah meng
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| P-rr-rr-rrat
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| That’s the sound of the chopper meng
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| Just let me know exactly what it is you trying to do
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| 'Cause we can both dance with the devil, dawg
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| It’s all on you
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| Like basktetball, if you shoot you better follow threw
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| In a casket dawg, who the fucks gon follow you?
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| Yeah, once again my freind
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| Imma be the first latin rapper from the South
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| Shut shit the fuck down
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| And I got Lil Jon to bounced to that
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| The King of the South
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| And Uncle Luke will tell you the same shit
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| So get ready niggas
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| Pitbull, DB, Lil Jon
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| Ya’ll ain’t ready for this shit
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| HAHA, Suckas |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song We Don't Care Bout Ya , by - Pitbull. Song from the album M.I.A.M.I., in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп