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Pitbull (rapper)( Armando Christian Pérez )
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We Don't Care Bout Ya
Lyricist:Hugo Andres Diaz, Luis A. Diaz, Armando Christian Perez, Frank Roman, Jonathan Smith
We don't care We don't care We don't care We don't care, we don't care We don't care, we don't care
We don't care 'bout ya clique We don't care 'bout ya crew We don't care 'bout ya bitch We don't care what you do
We don't care about your cars We don't care about your chips We don't care about shit Accept getting rich
Now that Little Jon has opened the door It's over dawg, this that new south, that's it, it's over y'all No more warning y'all, we tired of getting over looked You want beef then I hope you like it over-cooked
Oh and for that bread, it's whatever man I'm fully prepared to pump lead At any nigga that wanna bump heads So bring it but when them things go Rr-rr-rringing
Someone's gonna get hit And that's a fact, not an opinion I'm building my connects And that there is dangerous
Didn't your mother teach you, not to talk to strangers? Then why are you in my ear talking all the shit Just 'cause I'm Cuban doesn't mean I flip bricks
So stop asking me the price on them thangs down here 'Cause that sort of thangs that get chu killed 'round here I don't care who you are, who you might be But I'd rather die, then let an undercover bite me
We don't care 'bout ya clique We don't care 'bout ya crew We don't care 'bout ya bitch We don't care what you do
We don't care about your cars We don't care about your chips We don't care about shit Accept getting rich
We don't care 'bout ya clique We don't care 'bout ya crew We don't care 'bout ya bitch We don't care what you do
We don't care about your cars We don't care about your chips We don't care about shit Accept getting rich
I'm in this bitch now, y'all niggaz better get ready I'm ready for whatever y'all want, boy, but it ain't nothing pretty Y'all wanna start shit, tell me what y'all wanna do Me, Pit, DB, we don't care about booze?
I don't care about slanging them thangs Back 'em spraying them thangs If you get roped, just homie don't mention my name Blakah, that's exactly what I'm spitting meng Homie, don't make me have to blow 'em chopper meng
'Cause I can spit it, spit it, however you want it, want it My peoples is with it, with it, we about that money money And I do anything that I have to do to get that money meng Miami, money is a major issue meng
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com They, they don't understand what we about to do We about to shit on this game, we about to shit on your crew Pitbull don't care about ya, Cubo don't care about ya DB don't care about ya, we, we don't care about ya
We don't care 'bout ya clique We don't care 'bout ya crew We don't care 'bout ya bitch We don't care what you do
We don't care about your cars We don't care about your chips We don't care about shit Accept getting rich
We don't care 'bout ya clique We don't care 'bout ya crew We don't care 'bout ya bitch We don't care what you do
We don't care about your cars We don't care about your chips We don't care about shit Accept getting rich
This game is scandalous The more money you make The more you're prone To get hauled off in an ambulance
That's why I say to myself in the cut, man, I can't be seen Ears open, mouth shut, just watching thangs And if it pops off, I pop up, both popping thangs Guns, I was taught proper to cop and aim
Run, when you hear that Blakah meng P-rr-rr-rrat that's the sound of the chopper meng Just let me know exactly what it is you trying to do 'Cause we can both dance with the Devil, dawg It's all on you
Like basketball, if you shoot you better follow through In a casket dawg, who the fucks gon' follow you?
We don't care 'bout ya clique We don't care 'bout ya crew We don't care 'bout ya bitch We don't care what you do
We don't care about your cars We don't care about your chips We don't care about shit Accept getting rich
We don't care 'bout ya clique We don't care 'bout ya crew We don't care 'bout ya bitch We don't care what you do
We don't care about your cars We don't care about your chips We don't care about shit Accept getting rich
Yeah, once again, my friend I'mma be the first Latin rapper from the south Shut shit the fuck down And I got Lil' Jon to bounced to that The King of the south
And Uncle Luke will tell you the same shit So get ready, niggaz Pitbull, DB, Lil' Jon Y'all ain't ready for this shit
Haha, suckas
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