Ay Papi Lyrics - Fat Joe

Run Dmc 

Crown Royal 

Ay Papi 

Got senoritas in Adidas over in Spain 

The Don of San Juan got 'em goin insane 

Got chicks in Spanish Harlem holdin they brain 

In Sao Paolo they follow, doin the same 

Admiration for Run since "Sucker M.C.'s" 

Papi bilingual, sell a single with ease 

Y'all think that I'm done, Run don't got no flow? 

What is you loco? I'm grande gato pa-po 

Run and Bo, D.M.C. and Fat Joe 

Fo' cats on the same track got dough 

Us cuatro, lock flow, you don't know? 

From New York City to Puerto Rico (whoa) 

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Ay papi, tu sabe, yo tengo (??) 

You got my fire burnin. 

Ay papi, tu sabe, yo tengo (??) 

You got my fire burnin. 

Uhh, uhh 

What's goin on black? Goin platinum and beyond that 

Layin down the format, sippin on that Cognac 

Where the Don at? 

I'm at Hollis with the kings payin homage to the things 

they accomplished in they teens and I never stop throwin them flings 

Control of the game, I'm right here over the rain 

A human pot of gold, I already had a lot of flow 

Ready to rock steady with Run and make a lot of dough 

Photos 

You might tell from the way I talk 

that sucker MC's is who I stalk 

Create in a rhyme that is in formation 

Or why I made such a rap creation 

That is bound, to be reknowned 

within this city as a funky sound 

And to those that try to put me down 

My DJ has jams, by the pound (c'mon, let's go) 

Skaggs Nit' 

Aiyyo I rolled up, in the spot that I rolled up 

My ice glitter like hold up 

All the chickens like, "Look at Bo, he done growed up 

Thinks he the bomb, bet his beeper stay blowed up" 

So much frost on my wrist look my fist froze up 

A photographer is tryin to get a little close up 

Why cause I'm a star now? Buy out 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 spit flows, rip shows 'til the day that I'm gone 

And this day I hit 'em off I'll have America sewn 

Rich plat', rims chrome, spin (?) to your dome 

I entered your home, lick you down, strictly to bone 

The hit that I'm on got Spanish mamis singin my song