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La Rhumba Lyrics - Digital Bullet - Rza

Here we are Bobby, I was just wondering, you know 

About me and you, tonight 

If we could go to a little rhumba 

Dance, you just think about it and let me know 

 

Esta bueno, por que esta es la rhumba 

Ven baila conmigo en esta rhumba 

Esta bueno, por que esta es la rhumba 

Ven baila conmigo esta rhumba 

 

Yo, what up butter pec'? Girl, you got me shy to speak 

You the same dime piece that I saw last week 

On the dance floor, yo the way you bligh 

You make a club of thugs do the electric slide 

 

Pretty in pink, come here, let me buy you a drink 

Armaretta sour orders put us both in sync' 

My name is Bobby and I don't usually dance that much 

I play the wall, but girl, you got that magic touch 

 

That lured me in like a fly into the spider's web 

Not these everyday hoes sweatin' ghetto celebs 

Powerule, I heard you got the good power-you 

Let's slip to my crib for an hour or two 

 

Esta bueno, por que esta es la rhumba 

Ven baila conmigo en esta rhumba 

Esta bueno, por que esta es la rhumba 

Ven baila conmigo esta rhumba 

 

Hey butter pecan what's that lingo you speakin'? 

It sound like, let's me and you slide for the weekend 

I got drinks and tasty treats to sink your teeth in 

Your popi two-way beefin', let him know that you cheatin' 

 

Runnin' 'round indecent exposed without no clothes 

There it go Moby Dick and there she blows 

You got me covered, girl, and it shows and I suppose 

We can play doctor soon as I drop out ya bows 

 

I don't wanna dance baby girl, it's like my legs is on strike 

Boogie that ass to the bar, snatch a remi, no ice 

I'm in the corner, we can vibe all night 

Polite, I need a bag of that grass 

To blast me out of sight like a satellite 

 

Bigga what up? Yo, long time, good to see you 

Look at shorty ass shakin' like the system in my vehicle 

Clubbin', twenty deep, buggin', all types of funny freaks 

Mouthes wide shut, we let our love for the money speak 

 

Esta bueno, por que esta es la rhumba 

Ven baila conmigo en esta rhumba 

 

Yo, open season, open fire, biretta barbed wire 

First platoon strike soon, scud-missile on the whistle 

Up in the club with the pistol 

This chick bumped into me like, "You dig', you ain't official" 

 

Indeed, so, blow out your back, yo 

She was like, "Yo, nigro, nigro 

Puffin' all that trash, you best to see so", so 

So I introduced her nightcap, she was like, "I like that" 

Later on tonight, you know, I gotta spit that 

 

Flow and a half, blow at her back 

I like it rough, and I hope she's rough back 

She was like say her name, I said, "Say mine back" 

She was like, "Yo, daddy, daddy, daddy" 

I love it like that, biretta stay givin' it 

Power-you so good, I just might have to jizz in it 

 

Esta bueno, por que esta es la rhumba 

Ven baila conmigo en esta rhumba 

Esta bueno, por que esta es la rhumba 

Ven baila conmigo esta rhumba 

 

Esta bueno, por que esta es la rhumba 

Ven baila conmigo en esta rhumba 

Esta bueno, por que esta es la rhumba 

Ven baila conmigo esta rhumba 

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