Текст песни Ay Papi

Ay papi, Tu sabes, Yo tengo fiebre para ti
You got my fire burning
Ay papi, Tu sabes, Yo tengo fiebre para ti
You got my fire burning

Got senoritas and Adidas over in Spain
The Don in San Juan, Got 'em going insane
Got chicks in Spanish Harlem pulling their brain
In San Paolo they follow, doing the same
Admiration for Run since sucker MCs
Papi, bilingual, selling singles with ease
Y'all think that I'm done, Run don't got no flow
What is you loco? I'm grande gato, papo
Run and Bo, DMC and Fat Joe
Four cats on the same track got dough
Us quatro got flow you don't know
From New York city to Puerto Rico

Ay papi, Tu sabes, Yo tengo fiebre para ti
You got my fire burning
Ay papi, Tu sabes, Yo tengo fiebre para ti
You got my fire burning

What's going on black? Going platinum and beyond that
Laying down the format, sipping on that
Cognac, where the Don at?
I'm in Hollis with the kings
Payin' homage to the things
They Accomplished in their teens,
And I never stop throwing the flame, controlling the game
I'm right here over the rain(bow)
And found a pot of gold
I already had a lot of flow
Ready to rock steady, we're runnin' make a lot of dough

[DMC]
You might tell from the way I talkRun-d.m.c. - Ay Papi - http://ru.motolyrics.com/run-dmc/ay-papi-lyrics.html
That sucker MCs is who I stalk
Creating a rhyme that is information
Or why I make such a rap creation
That is bound, to be renowned
Within this city as a funky sound
And to those that try to put me down
My DJ has jams by the pound

Ay papi, Tu sabes, Yo tengo fiebre para ti
You got my fire burning
Ay papi, Tu sabes, Yo tengo fiebre para ti
You got my fire burning

Hey yo I rolled up in the spot then I roved up
My ice bending like "hold up"
All the chickens like: look at Bo
You be grown up, think he the bomb
With his beeper stayed blowed up
So with frost on my wrist look my fists froze up
The photographer is trying to get a little close up
Why? Cause I'm a star now?
Buy at the bar now?
Or I press one button, start up my car now?
I heard that you wanna spar now
So baby it's on, I spent flows
Ripped shows to the day that I'm gone
And this here hit, I'm gonna have America's soul
Cris Pack, Run's cloth pair, it's good to see ya go
I entered your home, let you down, should be a ball
The hit that I'm on got Spanish mamas singin' my song

Ay papi, Tu sabes, Yo tengo fiebre para ti
You got my fire burning
Ay papi, Tu sabes, Yo tengo fiebre para ti
You got my fire burning
Ay papi, Tu sabes, Yo tengo fiebre para ti
You got my fire burning