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