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
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[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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