Pitbull - Sun In California (Featuring Mohombi)

Pitbull: Catch me on the getaway like OJ on the highway, all white bronco Catch me on the way to check out my dawg Mohombi all the way, all the way out in Congo Catch me with a couple beautiful women that’s ready for a combo, let’s hit the condo Welcome to the new age hotel, California Nice to meet you, Armando Mohombi: You’re like the sun in California Where there’s no you, there’s no euphoria You’re like the sun in California Where there’s no you, there’s no euphoria Na na na na na No, I don’t want to party without you Na na na na na No, I don’t want to party without you Pitbull: Beats taking over the world Yall better get used to the fact I jump on the track, drop the bass And I ain’t talkin bout crack I was born in a era Where Michael Jackson was still tryna figure out the man in the mirror And when it came to drugs Miami would always stand and deliver Welcome to the 80`s Ladies and gentlemen I took over the radio, I took over the clubs Late night, no Letterman My father, he was never there But it made me a better man The party’s the world, the world’s my girl I dare you not to let ‘em in Mohombi: You’re like the sun in California Where there’s no you, there’s no euphoria You’re like the sun in California Where there’s no you, there’s no euphoria Na na na na na No, I don’t want to party without you Na na na na na No, I don’t want to party without you Na na na na na No, I don’t want to party without you Na na na na na No, I don’t want to party without you You’re like the sun in California Where there is no you there’s no euphoria