(feat. Jay-Z)



[Chorus: Jay-Z (Martinez Angie)]



How you say my love in spanish? (Mi amor)

(How you say my love in thug) Can I hit it raw?

In the backseat of my jeep, or maybe on the floor

(Easy papi) Nah mami, teach me more

(Tr'teme especial means treat me special)

I ain't got no time for that now, dame un beso

(Wanna keep a good girl like I told you before)

(Easy papi) Yeah, teach me more



[Jay-Z]

I like fast cars, I love faster chicks

You don't need a small waist, I take ass and tits

Love chicks that deep throat, love bein left alone

on a Sunday afternoon with the remote

Love havin my cake plus eatin it too

Shit, I got cake what the fuck I'm 'posed to do

Like chicks to dress, but I love a good shoe

Sophisticated mama with love for the hood too

Love sexin girls on that boricua shit

Love black girls that's when the Levi's fit

Chicks that play hard to get on that Aaliyah shit

If at first I don't succeed, then believe I split

Can you blame me? Young buck, dirty-ass pops trained me

Moms allowed it, daddy was about it (Bout it)

Game got inherited

Mama said if you find love you better cherish it

Teach me!



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[Martinez Angie]

I like to slow dance, I like to romance

I like to.. stroll through the park holdin hands

Ask me how my day was, tell me "Ma lookin pretty"

On Sundays in the cut watchin "Sex and the City"

Havin long talks and good lovin in the mornin

Walk them dogs when my body is callin

Flesh air force cuts a wound with a line

No stress of course, cause I don't have the time

Like to wine and dine but please hold your liquor, cuz

I'm rollin with ya and I hate a silly nigga

Like 'em rough and rugged, love it when you tug it

You buggin out of line on that thug shit is nothin

Dealt with cats before that I had to train

Dealt with cats that's poor and a cat with fame

One who played basketball and I had more game

So por favor, papi stay in your lane



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