| Lyrics: | [Intro: Angie Martinez (N.O.R.E. in background)]
Yea, ok...
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh,
uh...
Yea, uh, yo, uh
[Verse: Angie Martinez]
They call me "Digalo"
Angie
Rippin' the arenas in Miami
Slippers in the sand beach, c'mon dance with me
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Or the chulos in white tees (yea)
You ain't peeped the Billboard on Jimmy's
Then
I guess you cannot see
You wanna party wit me, da-to
Only big dogs invited, no
gatos
Quite though, what's with all the questions, whoa
Why you asking? I'm all in wit
my friends embarrassing
Be easy, you wanna get up close and personal?
Cop the CD, if
not leave me
I'm bout to bag somethin', why you blocking?
Cause your man in Timbs is
home watchin'?
I'm a pro, mangu on the stove
Chancletas and a robe, my crew at the
show
Big Pun in my heart, esperate how it go? it go
[Men chanting]
[Chorus: N.O.R.E. (2x)]
It go esperate, hold on, legs so strong
We can do it, we can
do it, we can get it on
You know what's "papichu", and playing "capicu"
And tell them
chicks that they can all come around too
[Verse: Angie Martinez]
Andre mia
amor, I would love to date you
Soon as I come off tour
I like papis from Cuba,
Colombia, Bermuda, Peru or Ecuador
We got PR, DR, Mexico, Panama
Guatama' pa's wit
flags in their cars
This is for the Jose's, Juan's, Claudio's
Broadway, LES, en el
bario
Bronx, Fernando's, only trabajando
On the calle, watchin' for bandos
These - Orlando, Victor's, Tony's
Who pick up and hold me, put away your Rolly
I like
'em low key, oh you blow trees?
I got half an o-z you shoulda' told me
I get the
groceries and 'Pac's CD
Now everybody sing my part with me, c'mon
[Chorus]
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[Verse: Angie Martinez]
Hard level to the quarters at the fight screaming
"Ti-to!"
Or at the table all night, more heat though
Whachu know about the
Chimmy-Cherry?
And don't forget, I need a cab para tu me le tumbe le
Come down - BK,
uptown - NY to LA
Everything's still "Suavemente"
Para mi jente, after the show
Everybody get your freak on (sawago-sawago)
All my eses, Etey
This is the casa con
anamo anamo
You know what's that? Angie the Old G
I can be a girl, and be your "Cold
D"
And we can go eat, see, I'm a keeper
All I ask is for me to see you in wife
beaters
And in them nice sneakers
He like me? I don't doubt him
Word? You got
feelings for me? then cop two albums!
[Chorus]
[Men Chanting]
Esperate, hold on, legs so strong
We can do it, we can do it, we can get it on!
We can
do it, we can do it, we can get it on!
Oohhhh!
[Thanks to
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