Written by:Perez Biker/Hurley Kelly Perez Biker/Hurley Kelly Perez Biker/Hurley Kelly
Pitbull - 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
Ohh' it's International love
Ohh' it's International love
You can't catch me' boy (can't catch me' boy)
I'm overseas and about a hundred G's 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
Ohh' girl' it's International love
Ohh' yeah' it's International love
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
Spinned 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
Ohh' girl' it's International love
Ohh' yeah' it's International love
New York City,
Let's Go!
International.