Pitbull feat. Chris Brown & Jump Smokers - Global Warming

International Love (feat. Chris Brown) - Jump Smokers Extended Mix

International, so international
We're international, so international
We're international, so international
International, so international

You can't catch me, boy (Can't catch me, boy)
I'm overseas and about a hundred Gs per show
Don't test me, boy (Don't test me, boy)
'Cause I rap with the best for sure
305 'till the death of me
Cremate my body and let the ocean have what's left of me
But for now, forget about that
Blow the whistle
Baby, you're the referee

You put it down like New York City
I never sleep
Wild like Los Angeles
My fantasy
Hotter than Miami
I feel the heat
Oh, girl, it's international love

You put it down like New York City
I never sleep
Wild like Los Angeles
My fantasy
Hotter than Miami
I feel the heat
Oh, yeah, it's international love

So international
We're international, so international
We're international, so international
We're international, so international
International, so international

I don't play football but I've touched down everywhere
Everywhere, everywhere
I don't play baseball but I've hit a home run everywhere, everywhere
I've been to countries and cities I can't pronounce
And the places on the globe I didn't know existed
In Romania she pulled me to the side
And told me Pit you can have me and my sister
In Lebanon yeah, the women are bomb
And in Greece you've guessed it the women are sweet
Been all around the world but I ain't gon' lie
There's nothing like Miami's heat

You put it down like New York City
I never sleep
Wild like Los Angeles
My fantasy
Hotter than Miami
I feel the heat
Oh, girl, it's international love

You put it down like New York City
I never sleep
Wild like Los Angeles
My fantasy
Hotter than Miami
I feel the heat
Oh, yeah, it's international love

So international
We're international, so international
We're international, so international
We're international, so international
International, so international

Down in D.R they're looking for visas
I ain't talking credit cards if you know what I mean
En Cuba, la cosa esta dura
But the woman get down, if you know what I mean
In Colombia the women got everything done
But they some of the most beautiful women I've ever seen
In Brazil they freaky with big ol' boobies and their thongs
Blue, yellow and green
In L.A tengo la Mexicana, en New York tengo la boricua
Besito para todas las mujeres en Venezuela, muah
Y en Miami tengo a cualquiera

You put it down like New York City
I never sleep
Wild like Los Angeles
My fantasy
Hotter than Miami
I feel the heat
Oh, girl, it's international love

You put it down like New York City
I never sleep
Wild like Los Angeles
My fantasy
Hotter than Miami
I feel the heat
Oh, yeah, it's international love

Credits
Writer(s): Carsten Shack, Peter Biker, Armando Perez, Claude Kelly, Sean Hurley
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