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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gang Starr
Gang Starr
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher E Martin
Christopher E Martin
Songwriter
Keith Elam
Keith Elam
Songwriter
Shaffer Smith
Shaffer Smith
Songwriter
Nitzia Scott
Nitzia Scott
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Premier
DJ Premier
Producer

Lyrics

Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-c'mon, uh-c'mon Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-c'mon, uh-c'mon Uh-cuh-cuh-cuh, cuh-cuh-c'mon, cuh-c'mon C'mon, c'mon All or nothing, while I'm in this C'mon, c'mon It's me El Grande, or call me Papi Chulito Yo tengo mucho lovin' for you mamis if you legal For honeys, nothing equal to the way I tap that spot Get your cat hot, guess what? You hit the jackpot Candle-light dinners for you winners, huh See like I'm like Don Juan, hit me sweetie, I get in ya Sugar, I'mma put y'a in a beautiful mood Forget about that lame, he ain't a suitable dude Word up, I'm the one you like to talk to You'll find my conversation so enlightening that you sparkle Hoy ya ven aquí, so I can hold you tight, mold you right Listen girl, I got more game than Dolemite It's only right, baby, that we blend together You'll be wanting me to be your friend forever And ain't it clever boo, how I got you sprung? So when I holler yo, you know you gotta come Dame little mami, ven aquí (Dame, dame, dame, dame) I'm sorry, that's as far as my Spanish goes Several words, like "si" Because I like what I see (I like what I see, yeah) I was thinkin' we should get together on the low You and me What that chulo? You lookin' at my kulo? Said you got that prosciutto, but I won't call you my boo though I'm too cool yo, they call me la negrita for real And it's really nice to meet you, heard you like a big deal So what it do? You checkin' for me twice in a blue Shit I spit too, bet I'm probably nicer than you I mean let's talk about it Start with a G through the park and have a walk about it Like what's your favorite color? Why you wanna be my lover? Tell me, how's ya' mother? Could you meet me up town when I'm thinkin' of ya' No time for another sucker, let him ring the buzzer I'm sippin' honey, dippin' sundress in the summer Jiggy mami right, droppin' niggas like mics Plus I've never been the type to fall in love with the hype Eatin' my rice, hit 'em with the dímelo papi Got a thing for baggin' bapis in my beef & broccoli, what Dame little mami, ven aquí (Dame, dame, dame, dame) I'm sorry, that's as far as my Spanish goes Several words, like "si" Because I like what I see (I like what I see, yeah) I was thinkin' we should get together on the low You and me (Uh, uh-c'mon) Let's get together baby, ah, ah Let's get together baby, ah, ah Let's get together baby, ah, ah, ah Oh, ah, ah, yeah Let's get together baby, ah, ah Let's get together baby, ah-ah-ah-ah Let's get together baby, ah, ah, ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah (Uh, uh, uh-c'mon) Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Oh, oh (Uh, uh-c'mon, uh-c'mon)
Writer(s): Keith Elam, Christopher E Martin, Nitzia Scott Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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