I Luh Ya Papi (Mike Delinquent Radio Edit)

I put it down for a brother like you

Give it to you right in the car, that's you

We can first give you some of this, that's you

And you're all loving that J.Lo, true

Hold up, I can get you thrown up

Pull your trigger, go and get your gun up

All the time I hear her talk

Put a pin in it, now I'm ready, let it rock

Keep it number 1, that's easy mathematics

Keep it number 1, baby, ain't no static

Got that hourglass for you, baby, look at these legs

No brakes, go green, no red

If you wanna kill the body, gotta start with the head

Put it on you, I'mma need about 4-5 beds

Cause I love my papi

I didn’t see it

But I see it now

I think I love you

And I need you now

Ain’t had none like you in a while

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Get up my papi

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I put it down for a brother like you

Give it to you right in the car, that's you

We get first keys, somebody, that's you

And you're all "I'm loving J.Lo true"

All day, 24 hours

Dealing I'm onemore when it's crowded

If you wanna hear your name, I shout it

Boy you going take a power shower

And I'm feeling like it's me and you, I don't doubt it

You can drive me how you want

I ain't trying to come at it

I love me on you

Started from the bottom, baby, then we went roof

Cause I love my papi

I didn't see it

But I see it now

I think I love you

And I need you know

Ain't had none like you in a while

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I love you mami, I-I love you mami...

Baby, you the shit, I-I love you, mami

Shorty got me catching feelings

And that rave drop reaching for the ceiling

Southside Bronx,been this just overseas

Take the pants out here, drop to her knees

Oh my, I’m a don like Omar

Speed it up slow ma, throw it back, throw my

Rock-rock Gators like mother chords players

You can hate to love us, you can love to hate us

From the bottom it been real

From the bottom shorty been trill

And even though we made it to the top

Still J.Lo from the-the the block

Ey, I love you, mami, I love you, mami

Baby, you the shit, I-I love you, mami

I think I love just who you are

We haven’t grown apart, this is just the start

Where life begin all the way to the end

And we started as friends, boy I do love

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