La Rhumba Lyrics by RZA

La Rhumba Lyrics

    [Intro: Ndira]
    Here we are..
    Bobby, I was just wondering, you know
    About me and you, tonight
    If we could go to a little Rhumba
    Dance, you just think about it and let me know

    [Chorus: Ndira]
    Esta bueno, por que esta es La Rhumba
    Ven baila conmigo en esta Rhumba
    Esta bueno, por que esta es La Rhumba
    Ven baila conmigo esta Rhumba

    [RZA]
    Rhumba? What's Rhumba?
    I'm sayin' though, what?
    I'm sayin'..

    Yo, what up Butter Pec'? Girl, you got me shy to speak
    You the same dime piece that I saw last week
    On the dancefloor, yo, the way you bligh
    Make a club of thugs do the Electric Slide
    Pretty in pink, come here, let me buy you a drink
    Armaretta sour orders put us both in sync'
    My name is Bobby and I don't usually dance that much
    I play the wall, but girl, you got that magic touch
    That lured me in like a fly into the spider's web
    Not these everyday hoes sweatin' ghetto celebs
    Powerule, I heard you got the good Power-U
    Let's slip to my crib for an hour or two

    [Chorus 2X]

    [Method Man]
    Hey, hey, hey..
    Uh, uh, uh, uh..
    Eh eh eh eh eh..

    Hey Butter Pecan what's that lingo you speakin'?
    It sound like, let's me and you slide for the weekend (True)
    I got drinks and tasty treats to sink your teeth in
    Your popi two-way beefin', let him know that you cheatin'
    Runnin' 'round indecent exposed without no clothes
    There it go (*plug*), Moby Dick and there she blows
    You got me covered, girl, and it shows and I suppose
    We can play doctor soon as I drop out ya bows

    [Killa Sin]
    I don't wanna dance baby girl, it's like my legs is on strike
    Boogie that ass to the bar, snatch a Remi, no ice
    I'm in the corner, we can vibe all night
    Polite, I need a bag of that grass
    To blast me out of sight like a satellite
    Bigga what up? Yo, long time, good to see you
    Look at shorty ass shakin' like the system in my vehicle
    Clubbin', twenty deep, buggin', all types of funny freaks
    Mouthes wide shut, we let our love for the money speak

    [Chorus]

    [Beretta 9]
    Yo
    Open season, open fire, Beretta barbed wire
    First platoon strike soon, scud-missile on the whistle
    Up in the club with the pistol
    This chick bumped into me like, "You Dig', you ain't official"
    Indeed, so? Blow out your back, yo
    She was like, "Yo, nigro, nigro"
    Puffin' all that trash, you best to see so (so so)
    So I introduced her nightcap, she was like, "I like that"
    Later on tonight, you know, I gotta spit that
    Flow and a half, blow at her back
    I like it rough, and I hope she's rough back
    She was like say her name
    I was like, "Say mine back"
    She was like, "Yo, daddy, daddy, daddy"
    I love it like that, Beretta stay givin' it
    Power-U so good, I just might have to jizz in it

    [Chorus 4X]

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