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(This the shit right here, this the making right here) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Jin (Jin), the rest is history Lemme take you to my hood Come on (come on, come on) I'm going to Miami, I'm going to the fair To see a seņorita, with flowers in her hair Aww, shake it seņorita, shake it if you can Show all the boys around the block you're doing your damn thang Wait a minute, wait a minute this is how it started Seņorita caught my eye, she shake it the hardest Yeah, she knows that I'm an artist, but that's regardless Situation elevatin' I'm anticipating Body got me mesmerized, I ain't tell no lies You better tell those guys, you belong to me I followed you, danced with you, bounced with you shaked with you girl I'm lovin' you, hatin' you where would you shake with me girl We can do anything under the moonlight You in the mood right I'm in the mood too Now shake it, shake it, keep doin' what you gotta do I know a lot of J-Lo's, but they ain't fly as you I'm goin' to Miami, I'm goin' to the fair To see a seņorita, with flowers in her hair Aww, shake it seņorita, shake it if you can Show all the boys around the block you're doin' your damn thang I'm goin' to Miami, I'm goin' to the fair To see a seņorita, with flowers in her hair Aww, shake it seņorita, shake it if you can Show all the boys around the block you're doin' your damn thang We in the M-I, M-I, mami am I, am I As cool as a 745 or Ocean Drive Is that your seņorita? Do you really please her Give her to me, I'll make her hotter than a fever Talk to me ma, is it the palm trees Blue water while we fallin' off our jet-skis Back to the hood, we can get nice together now Take her to bed afterward whatever You know I'm number one, you bangin' like the drums Listen to the ocean while we chill under the sun As tastefully, basically it I came to Miami just to see you shake your shh I'm goin' to Miami, I'm goin' to the fair To see a seņorita, with flowers in her hair Aww, shake it seņorita, shake it if you can Show all the boys around the block you're doin' your damn thang I'm goin' to Miami, I'm goin' to the fair To see a seņorita, with flowers in her hair Aww, shake it seņorita, shake it if you can Show all the boys around the block you're doin' your damn thang I'm sweatin', it's hot, it's damn near three o'clock Tell the DJ play the record let the needle drop Ficky, ficky, ficky, this joint is hot Mami give me your punani you can be on top now Slow, your, roll is where we go No, one, knows I'm gettin' dropped I paint a picture, I'm layin' wit' 'cha I came to caress your soul, I ain't playin' wit' 'cha I'll take an itty-bitty piece of your mind wit' me You runnin' through mine, like Diddy did the whole city I'm flyin' through the clouds, you soarin' through the air To see my seņorita, she's waitin' at the fair I'm goin' to Miami, I'm goin' to the fair To see a seņorita, with flowers in her hair Aww, shake it seņorita, shake it if you can Show all the boys around the block you're doin' your damn thang I'm goin' to Miami, I'm goin' to the fair To see a seņorita, with flowers in her hair Aww, shake it seņorita, shake it if you can Show all the boys around the block you're doin' your damn thang
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