This Boy

[Intro: Pitbull & Christina]

Hit 'em with it now

Christina

[?]

Jim Jonsin

[?]

Pitbull

We gon' kill it in the club with this one

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

(Get ready for this)

[Post-Chorus: Christina Milian]

This boy's a...

This, this boy's a...

This, this boy's a clown

This boy's a clown

This boy's a...

This, this boy's a...

This, this boy's a clown

This boy's a clown

[Interlude: Pitbull]

Eh-eh-eh-eh-eh

Eh-eh-eh-eh-eh

Eh-eh-eh-eh-eh

Pow

[Verse 2: Christina & Pitbull]

I got that boom (That boom), that bang (That bang)

Make you say my name

My sugarcane (My cane), baby (Baby)

It's so, so good to taste

I got that fume (That fume), that flame (That flame)

Get so hard to tame

But feel that bass (Bass), feel that bass (Bass)

(Hola Christine, can you hit the [?]?)

(Check this out, clown, let me [?])

[Verse 3: Pitbull]

Supercalifragilistic, I'll expel your ass

I know you seen me, dawg, but I don't know your ass

Now freeze, freeze, freeze, freeze

Take a picture, click

I play chess, they play checkers

I get bread, they play catcher

[?] get checks like Beckham

Check this out, buddy, what the hell was you thinking?

[?] mama like Christine

You must like that beef, like [?]

[?] you could find yourself missing

Do yourself a favor and listen, listen, listen

[Bridge: Pitbull]

It doesn't matter what they say

Go ahead and do your own thing

And move those haters out your way

[Pre-Chorus: Christina Milian]

They lookin' me up and down, I like it when I do it like this

These lips, these hips

You can't touch, you won't kiss

Get a drink, get another round

Okay, now you been dismissed

Take a pic, click click

Goodbye, you're not it

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