| You need to season your chicken
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| We ain’t like them folks in here
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| Sometimes you fight with the Bible
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| Sometime it’s cowrie and shells
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| This family kicking up bells
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| I celebrate 'cause I’m well
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| I thank the Lord 'cause it’s sunny
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| And I wish enemies well
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| I love that soul food adobo
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| A little mixed with sancocho
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| That mashed up plantain mofongo
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| That arroz chicken and pollo
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| I pour libations in soil
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| It’s three leches and Goya
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| It’s the leftovers in Tupperware
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| And the plates left in foil
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| That cuchifrito papito
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| That styrofoam with the juice
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| I pass that Leo 150
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| That cha cha Timbaland boot
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| I’m in the Bronx with the mamis
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| That’s wearing Chanel, Versace
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| They carry bags Tamagotchi
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| And everybody a chapi
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| That salsa music be blastin'
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| That Orchard Beach with the nutty
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| Barcadi mixed with the rum
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| That barbecue come with Henny
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| And City Island for seafood
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| You crack a 'Wood in the whip
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| You grab a piña colada
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| You take a number and sit
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| You hit the park in the summer
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| That public pool in July
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| You bring your lock and your towel
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| And Vaseline if you fight
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| I came with my family
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| My cousins, uncles and aunts
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| The sun had set 'cross the sun
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| We made it back to the block
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| That colored syrup that’s red
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| That sugar cane and that ice
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| That fake and sugary blue
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| The taste of liquid that’s nice
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| That gold chain necklace and hoop
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| That messy bun with the swoop
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| That baby hair on ya shorty
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| The prettiest girl in school
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| That Café Bustelo
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| With milk and sugar to mellow
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| Know some Caribbean fellows
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| That get you pregnant by hello
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| That baby shower, that party
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| The quinceañera get started
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| The titis got you, don’t worry
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| So don’t you leave in a hurry
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| I love that soul food adobo
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| A little mixed with sancocho
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| That mashed up plantain mofongo
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| That arroz chicken and pollo
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| I pour libations in soil
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| It’s three leches and Goya
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| It’s the leftovers in Tupperware
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| And the plates left in foil |