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PITBULL lyrics : "we don't care about ya"

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 (*##$


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 %#@!


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 ^!$$% 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 %#@!


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 (*##$


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 %#@!


Accept getting rich



We don't care 'bout ya clique


We don't care 'bout ya crew

We don't care 'bout ya (*##$

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 %#@!


Accept getting rich



I'm in this (*##$ now, y'all ^!$$%z better get ready


I'm ready for whatever y'all want, boy, but it ain't nothing pretty

Y'all wanna start %#@!, 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



They, they don't understand what we about to do

We about to %#@! on this game, we about to %#@! 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 (*##$

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 %#@!

Accept getting rich



We don't care 'bout ya clique

We don't care 'bout ya crew

We don't care 'bout ya (*##$

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 %#@!

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 $#&@s gon' follow you?



We don't care 'bout ya clique

We don't care 'bout ya crew

We don't care 'bout ya (*##$

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 %#@!

Accept getting rich



We don't care 'bout ya clique

We don't care 'bout ya crew

We don't care 'bout ya (*##$

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 %#@!

Accept getting rich



Yeah, once again, my friend

I'mma be the first Latin rapper from the south

Shut %#@! the $#&@ down

And I got Lil' Jon to bounced to that

The King of the south



And Uncle Luke will tell you the same %#@!

So get ready, ^!$$%z

Pitbull, DB, Lil' Jon

Y'all ain't ready for this %#@!



Haha, suckas

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