Ah Leke Pitbull (Ft. Sean Paul)

[Intro: MC Federado]
Ah, le-leke, leke, leke, leke, leke
Leke, leke, leke, leke, leke, leke, leke
Ah, le-leke, leke, leke, leke, leke
Leke, leke, leke, leke, leke, leke, leke

[Verse 1: Pitbull]
Pit's got that beat down fo' sho'
Now get down, get low
Who's got Miami on lock?
That's not a question no mo'
The world is my block, the globe is my home
It's a proven fact, boy, that chico hold his own
I don't spit it, dawg, I live it
Millions, dawg, I get it, billions on the way
Watch out that I don't call no cynics
Monopolastic game
Hannibal Lecter, yeah, I'll kill it
I'll be on at night
And y'all go ahead and be the realest while I

[Chorus: Sean Paul]
All the ladies, when you're ready
Let me, let me know
Dat's it, dat's it, dat's it, dat's it, dat's it
Ready, set, she go
All the ladies, when you're ready
Let me, let me know
Dat's it, dat's it, dat's it, dat's it, dat's it
Ready, set, she go
All the ladies, when you're ready
Let me, let me know
Dat's it, dat's it, dat's it, dat's it, dat's it
Ready, set, she go
All the ladies, when you're ready
Let me, let me know
Dat's it, dat's it, dat's it, dat's it, dat's it
Ready, set, she go