[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)

[Verse 1]
My girls get ready and get guessing
So sexy, breaking no sweat
From head down to the feet
While the boys, they stand there and they're gawkin'
They watchin' and they stalkin'
Just tell 'em "In your dreams"

[Pre-Chorus]
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
[Chorus]
You think you fly
You think you slick
You smile 'cause all the girls chase you around
You think you cool
But you ain't shit
Somebody paint his face, this boy's a clown

[Post-Chorus]
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
Pow

[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

It doesn't matter what they say
Go ahead and do your own thing
And move those haters out your way
Pow

[Pre-Chorus]
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
[Chorus]
You think you fly
You think you slick
You smile 'cause all the girls chase you around
You think you cool
But you ain't shit
Somebody paint his face, this boy's a clown

[Post-Chorus]
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

[Bridge: Pitbull]
Eh-eh-eh-eh-eh
Eh-eh-eh-eh-eh
Eh-eh-eh-eh-eh
Pow, breakdown

[Chorus]
You think you fly
You think you slick
You smile 'cause all the girls chase you around
You think you cool
But you ain't shit
Somebody paint his face, this boy's a clown

[Outro]
This boy's a...
This, this boy's a...
This, this boy's a clown
This boy's a clown