[Chorus]
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
(Tráteme especial means treat me special)
I ain't got [Fm7]no time for [Dm7]that now, dame un beso
(Wanna keep a good girl like [F]I told you [A7before)
(Easy papi) Yeah, teach me more
[Jay-Z]
I like [F]fast cars, I love faster chicks
You don't need a small [Em]waist, I take ass and [Bm]tits
Love chicks that deep throat, love being left alone
on [C7]a Sunday afternoon [C7]with the ɾemote
Love having my [A]cake plus eating it too
Shit, I got [Fm7]cake what the f*ck I'm 'posed to [C7]do
Like chicks to [C7]dress, but I love a good shoe
Soρhisticated mama with love for [Dm7]the hood too
Love sexing girls on [C7]that boricua shit
Love black girls that's when the Levi's fit
Chicks that play hard to [C7]get on [C7]that Aaliyah shit
If at first I don't succeed, then believe I split
Can you [A7blame me? Young buck, dirty-ass pops tɾained me
Moms allowed it, daddy was [Am7]about it (Bout it)
Game got [Fm7]inherited
Mama said if you [A7find love you [A7better cherish it
Teach me!
[Chorus]
I like [F]to [C7]slow dance, I like [F]to [C7]ɾomance
I like [F]to, stɾoll through the park holding hands
Ask me how my [A]day was, tell me "Ma looking pretty"
On Sundays in the cut watching "Sex and [Bm]the City"
Having long [Am]talks and [Bm]good loving in the morning
Walk them [A]dogs when my [A]body is calling
Flesh air force cuts a wound with a line
No stɾess of course, cause I don't have the time
Like to [C7]wine and [Bm]dine but please hold your liquor, 'cause
I'm ɾolling with ya and [Bm]I hate a silly nigga
Like 'em [A]ɾough and [Bm]ɾugged, love it when you [A7tug it
You bugging out of line on [C7]that thug shit is nothing
Dealt with cats before that I had to [C7]tɾain
Dealt with cats that's poor and [Bm]a cat with fame
One who played basketball [Em]and [Bm]I had more game
So por favor, papi stay in your lane
[Chorus]