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Pitbull Feat. Cubo Lyrics
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H-town! Pitbull, Bun B
My dogg Demi, keep ya head up, I gotchu, I promise!
All my chicos, I gotchu, I promise!
Miami, I gotchu, I promise!! I'ma take over this bitch! I promise!
So get ready mothafuckers, this is not a game!! (eeyo!)
With the coke and blow dirty, we're off the chain meng
Rap game, crack game, cut it, cook it, chop it, record it
Album shop it, its all the same thang
Y'all look at these blue skies and think paradise
I look at these blue skies, and think what a disguise
That's why its called the "Magic City", it's a treat to your eyes
Cross the bridge and it'll fuck with ya mind
Word of advice don't follow the streets, follow the signs
Cause the last thing you wanna do is get lost, cause it might just cost ya life
Y'all heard about the smash-&-grabs
So watch where you put the map on the dash
Cause they might end up clapping ya ass
Why you think the traffic lights, they blink at late night
They don't want you to stop cause the streets'll be filled wit red stripes
Like Jamaican beer, we fry 'em like bacon here
Yo life'll get taken here, I just thought I should make it clear! Yeah!
[Chorus: x2]
Everything we do is dirty!
We pull up in the drop, it's dirty!
We pound that twat, dirty!
Miami!!!, we're dirty!
Where they lace 'em, roll 'em, smoke 'em and blow 'em dirty!
Guns they hold 'em, if they clean dogg, we make 'em dirty!
Straight up outta Texas, the reckless, PA to be exact
Where the streets is cutthroat and fiends kill you for a G of crack
8 G's and Cadillacs, Chevy's cut on the deltas
Might swang up on ya then hurt ya, nobody here gon help ya
2000 heltah skelta, talking bout families and killer
Vicious like silver-back guerrillas see then peel ya
Niggas down here ain't tryna feel ya, see ya, hear ya, know ya
Serve ya, for ya or for ya (Feel it!)
You pussy niggas been hatin' on us for too long
So we finna prove you wrong, teach you hoes a new song (that's whats up)
Cause the time is now (now), the place is here (here)
I could smell you scared nigga, I could taste your fear
Go make it clear and move the smoke outta yo eyes
So that when everything go down, it won't be no kind of surprise
And I got no time for yo lies (No time for lies!) save 'em for peter
Just remember my name, I'm facing my heater (bitch!) let's get it dirty!
[Chorus: x2]
These boys from the bottom are obsessed with old school Chevy's
We call 'em verts and donks, some we call box Chevy's
Seven-duece, seven-trey, seven-four, seven-five
M-I-A-M-I till I die, 3-0-5!
Candy paint and leather, they don't fuck wit nothing but dubs or better
Y'all call 'em street sweepers, we call 'em choppers
Cause when the bullets spit they spin like helicopters
This city's filled with crooked coppers and crooked doctors
So how could these streets not be filled with crooked bitches
And niggas cocaine cooking brick flipping bitches trippin' for figures
Clip oh no he didn't
This Cuban has seen it, heard about it and lived it
That's why I spit it so vivid, you got it, I want it, you give it
This is for everybody in county, T-G-K, Metro West and Stockade
Doing time
And if you got more than 365
And you're up the road rep M-I-A with pride, That's right!
[Chorus: x2]
Pitbull and Cubo's song "Oh No He Didn't" is a tribute to their hometowns, Miami and Houston respectively. The lyrics paint a vivid picture of the dirty and dangerous streets of Miami, where mixing weed and cocaine is commonplace and the rap game is compared to the cutthroat crack game. Pitbull warns listeners to follow the signs, not the streets, and takes a patriotic stance, stating that he will take over Miami and shouts out to the inmates in county jail. Meanwhile, Bun B, representing Houston, discusses the stolen cars and violent streets of his hometown, calling out haters and proclaiming his fearlessness in the face of danger. Altogether, the song is an unapologetic celebration of two rugged cities and the lifestyles that come with them, filled with crime, drugs, and fast cars.
One interesting fact about this song is that it was released in 2004 as part of Pitbull's album "M.I.A.M.I" and features a young Bun B, a rapper best known for his work with the legendary southern hip-hop duo UGK who tragically died in 2007. Another interesting fact is that the song samples the classical piece "Peer Gynt Suite No. 1" by Edvard Grieg, giving the gritty lyrics a sophisticated twist. Additionally, multiple pitbull breeds make an appearance in the music video, showcasing the artist's love for dogs. Finally, the song's chorus and some of its lyrics have been repurposed in various videos and memes on social media, attesting to its lasting impact in popular culture.
Chords: Unfortunately, the chords for this song are not available as it is a rap song that heavily relies on beats and electronic sounds rather than acoustic instruments.
Line by Line Meaning
We gon take it from the bottom (M-I-A-M-I to Houston!)
We're starting from the bottom and moving up from Miami to Houston!
My dogg Demi, keep ya head up, I gotchu, I promise!
I've got your back, Demi. Don't worry, I promise!
All my chicos, I gotchu, I promise!
I promise to always be there for all of my friends.
Miami, I gotchu, I promise!! I'ma take over this bitch! I promise!
Don't worry, Miami. I promise to take over and make things happen!
So get ready mothafuckers, this is not a game!! (eeyo!)
Get ready for some serious business, this is not a joke!
I'm from the dirty dirty, where a lot of these cats mix the weed
I come from a place where people like to mix weed with other drugs.
Rap game, crack game, cut it, cook it, chop it, record it
The rap game is just like the crack game, but instead of drugs, we cut, chop, and record music.
Y'all look at these blue skies and think paradise
Most people look at the blue skies and think it's paradise.
I look at these blue skies, and think what a disguise
I know that the blue skies are a disguise for all of the dirt and crime that goes on here.
That's why its called the "Magic City", it's a treat to your eyes
Miami is called the "Magic City" because it looks beautiful, but there is a lot of dirt and crime hidden beneath the surface.
Word of advice don't follow the streets, follow the signs
Don't just follow the streets in Miami, follow the signs or you'll get lost.
Cause the last thing you wanna do is get lost, cause it might just cost ya life
Getting lost in Miami can be dangerous and might even cost you your life.
Y'all heard about the smash-&-grabs
You've probably heard about the smash-and-grab crimes that happen here.
They don't want you to stop cause the streets'll be filled wit red stripes
Traffic lights blink at night in Miami so people won't get robbed and have their cars stripped of their red stripes.
Yo life'll get taken here, I just thought I should make it clear! Yeah!
Life can be taken in Miami, and I want to make sure that's clear to everyone.
Everything we do is dirty!
Everything we do in Miami is dirty and illegal.
Go make it clear and move the smoke outta yo eyes
Get your act together and stop being blinded by smoke and nonsense.
This Cuban has seen it, heard about it and lived it
I'm Cuban and have experienced and witnessed everything that goes on here.
Doing time
Serving time in jail.
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Downtown Music Publishing
Written by: THOMAS EARL SIMONS JR., WINSTON THOMAS, ARMANDO CHRISTIAN PEREZ, FRANK ROMAN
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