| Song | I Luh Ya Papi (Mike Delinquent Radio Edit) |
| Artist | Jennifer Lopez |
| Artist | French Montana |
| Album | I Luh Ya Papi |
| I put it down for a brother like you | |
| Give it to you right in the car, that's you | |
| We can first give you some of this, that's you | |
| And you're all loving that J.Lo, true | |
| Hold up, I can get you thrown up | |
| Pull your trigger, go and get your gun up | |
| All the time I hear her talk | |
| Put a pin in it, now I'm ready, let it rock | |
| Keep it number 1, that's easy mathematics | |
| Keep it number 1, baby, ain't no static | |
| Got that hourglass for you, baby, look at these legs | |
| No brakes, go green, no red | |
| If you wanna kill the body, gotta start with the head | |
| Put it on you, I'mma need about 4-5 beds | |
| Cause I love my papi | |
| I didn’t see it | |
| But I see it now | |
| I think I love you | |
| And I need you now | |
| Ain’t had none like you in a while | |
| I luh ya papi, I luh ya papi | |
| I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi | |
| I luh ya papi | |
| I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi | |
| I luh ya papi | |
| I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi | |
| Get up my papi | |
| I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi | |
| I put it down for a brother like you | |
| Give it to you right in the car, that's you | |
| We get first keys, somebody, that's you | |
| And you're all "I'm loving J.Lo true" | |
| All day, 24 hours | |
| Dealing I'm onemore when it's crowded | |
| If you wanna hear your name, I shout it | |
| Boy you going take a power shower | |
| And I'm feeling like it's me and you, I don't doubt it | |
| You can drive me how you want | |
| I ain't trying to come at it | |
| I love me on you | |
| Started from the bottom, baby, then we went roof | |
| Cause I love my papi | |
| I didn't see it | |
| But I see it now | |
| I think I love you | |
| And I need you know | |
| Ain't had none like you in a while | |
| I luh ya papi, I luh ya papi | |
| I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi | |
| I luh ya papi | |
| I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi | |
| I luh ya papi | |
| I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi | |
| Get up my papi | |
| I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi | |
| I luh ya papi | |
| I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi | |
| I luh ya papi | |
| I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi | |
| I luh ya papi | |
| I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi | |
| Get up my papi | |
| I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi | |
| I love you mami, I-I love you mami... | |
| Baby, you the shit, I-I love you, mami | |
| Shorty got me catching feelings | |
| And that rave drop reaching for the ceiling | |
| Southside Bronx,been this just overseas | |
| Take the pants out here, drop to her knees | |
| Oh my, I’m a don like Omar | |
| Speed it up slow ma, throw it back, throw my | |
| Rock-rock Gators like mother chords players | |
| You can hate to love us, you can love to hate us | |
| From the bottom it been real | |
| From the bottom shorty been trill | |
| And even though we made it to the top | |
| Still J.Lo from the-the the block | |
| Ey, I love you, mami, I love you, mami | |
| Baby, you the shit, I-I love you, mami | |
| I think I love just who you are | |
| We haven’t grown apart, this is just the start | |
| Where life begin all the way to the end | |
| And we started as friends, boy I do love | |
| I luh ya papi, I luh ya papi | |
| I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi | |
| I luh ya papi | |
| I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi | |
| I luh ya papi | |
| I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi | |
| Get up my papi | |
| I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi | |
| I luh ya papi | |
| I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi | |
| I luh ya papi | |
| I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi | |
| I luh ya papi | |
| I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi | |
| Get up my papi | |
| I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi |
| I put it down for a brother like you | |
| Give it to you right in the car, that' s you | |
| We can first give you some of this, that' s you | |
| And you' re all loving that J. Lo, true | |
| Hold up, I can get you thrown up | |
| Pull your trigger, go and get your gun up | |
| All the time I hear her talk | |
| Put a pin in it, now I' m ready, let it rock | |
| Keep it number 1, that' s easy mathematics | |
| Keep it number 1, baby, ain' t no static | |
| Got that hourglass for you, baby, look at these legs | |
| No brakes, go green, no red | |
| If you wanna kill the body, gotta start with the head | |
| Put it on you, I' mma need about 45 beds | |
| Cause I love my papi | |
| I didn' t see it | |
| But I see it now | |
| I think I love you | |
| And I need you now | |
| Ain' t had none like you in a while | |
| I luh ya papi, I luh ya papi | |
| I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi | |
| I luh ya papi | |
| I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi | |
| I luh ya papi | |
| I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi | |
| Get up my papi | |
| I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi | |
| I put it down for a brother like you | |
| Give it to you right in the car, that' s you | |
| We get first keys, somebody, that' s you | |
| And you' re all " I' m loving J. Lo true" | |
| All day, 24 hours | |
| Dealing I' m onemore when it' s crowded | |
| If you wanna hear your name, I shout it | |
| Boy you going take a power shower | |
| And I' m feeling like it' s me and you, I don' t doubt it | |
| You can drive me how you want | |
| I ain' t trying to come at it | |
| I love me on you | |
| Started from the bottom, baby, then we went roof | |
| Cause I love my papi | |
| I didn' t see it | |
| But I see it now | |
| I think I love you | |
| And I need you know | |
| Ain' t had none like you in a while | |
| I luh ya papi, I luh ya papi | |
| I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi | |
| I luh ya papi | |
| I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi | |
| I luh ya papi | |
| I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi | |
| Get up my papi | |
| I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi | |
| I luh ya papi | |
| I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi | |
| I luh ya papi | |
| I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi | |
| I luh ya papi | |
| I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi | |
| Get up my papi | |
| I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi | |
| I love you mami, II love you mami... | |
| Baby, you the shit, II love you, mami | |
| Shorty got me catching feelings | |
| And that rave drop reaching for the ceiling | |
| Southside Bronx, been this just overseas | |
| Take the pants out here, drop to her knees | |
| Oh my, I' m a don like Omar | |
| Speed it up slow ma, throw it back, throw my | |
| Rockrock Gators like mother chords players | |
| You can hate to love us, you can love to hate us | |
| From the bottom it been real | |
| From the bottom shorty been trill | |
| And even though we made it to the top | |
| Still J. Lo from thethe the block | |
| Ey, I love you, mami, I love you, mami | |
| Baby, you the shit, II love you, mami | |
| I think I love just who you are | |
| We haven' t grown apart, this is just the start | |
| Where life begin all the way to the end | |
| And we started as friends, boy I do love | |
| I luh ya papi, I luh ya papi | |
| I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi | |
| I luh ya papi | |
| I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi | |
| I luh ya papi | |
| I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi | |
| Get up my papi | |
| I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi | |
| I luh ya papi | |
| I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi | |
| I luh ya papi | |
| I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi | |
| I luh ya papi | |
| I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi | |
| Get up my papi | |
| I luh ya luh ya luh ya papi |