Pitbull - Made You Look lyrics
[Pitbull - Made You Look lyrics]
I made you look
It's Pitbull spitting hard like
A gangsta crook
I'm a crook, Imma thief'em, robbing streets
I'm robbin' hoods, it's like Robbin Givings
When i'm robbin' you're givin
Up all your goods i made robbin' a livin'
I made robbin' a hobby
I rob you in the kitchen
I rob you in the lobby
I rob you while you're shittin'
And if these choppers feel choppy
Ain't nothing gonna stop me
(Free Agent Mixtape Version Only)
I made you look
It's Pitbull spitting hard like
A gansta crook
I'm a crook, Imma thief'em, robbing streets
I'm robbin' hoods, it's like Robbin Givings
When i'm robbin' you're givin
Up all your goods i made robbin' a livin'
I made robbin' a hobby
I rob you in the kitchen
I rob you in the lobby
I rob you while you're shittin'
And if these choppers feel choppy
Ain't nothing gonna stop me
Pitbull but mamis call me papi
When i'm dressed in lennen with
A splash at Issey Miyake
I wax ass like Mr "Miyaki"
Pit's modest but my dick is "cocky"
I think some of y'all are in the wrong game
Cuz all ya do is rap about ice man
Y'all should play hockey
My stocks are on a steady climb
So i guess that's why i feel kinda "stocky"
When guns pop they'll leave
You like sloppy joe's
I fuck down bitches and i fuck sloppy hoes
She wanted me to fuck her brains out
So i stuck my dick through her nose
Pit's ready for war like if there's a storm
But no one had a clue that the only Pit
Allowed in Miami spit's guerrilla
Warfare like Vietnam
So bring'em on, now everybody sing along
Every time i spit a rhyme you
May not know who i am
But maybe this uh, made you remember
It's Pitbull spitting hard like
A gangsta crook
I'm a crook, Imma thief'em, robbing streets
I'm robbin' hoods, it's like Robbin Givings
When i'm robbin' you're givin
Up all your goods i made robbin' a livin'
I made robbin' a hobby
I rob you in the kitchen
I rob you in the lobby
I rob you while you're shittin'
And if these choppers feel choppy
Ain't nothing gonna stop me
(Free Agent Mixtape Version Only)
I made you look
It's Pitbull spitting hard like
A gansta crook
I'm a crook, Imma thief'em, robbing streets
I'm robbin' hoods, it's like Robbin Givings
When i'm robbin' you're givin
Up all your goods i made robbin' a livin'
I made robbin' a hobby
I rob you in the kitchen
I rob you in the lobby
I rob you while you're shittin'
And if these choppers feel choppy
Ain't nothing gonna stop me
Pitbull but mamis call me papi
When i'm dressed in lennen with
A splash at Issey Miyake
I wax ass like Mr "Miyaki"
Pit's modest but my dick is "cocky"
I think some of y'all are in the wrong game
Cuz all ya do is rap about ice man
Y'all should play hockey
My stocks are on a steady climb
So i guess that's why i feel kinda "stocky"
When guns pop they'll leave
You like sloppy joe's
I fuck down bitches and i fuck sloppy hoes
She wanted me to fuck her brains out
So i stuck my dick through her nose
Pit's ready for war like if there's a storm
But no one had a clue that the only Pit
Allowed in Miami spit's guerrilla
Warfare like Vietnam
So bring'em on, now everybody sing along
Every time i spit a rhyme you
May not know who i am
But maybe this uh, made you remember