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(feat. Carlos Santana)

You knew we had to come back like this, right man

It's too hot in New York man, yeah

It's too hot in New York man, give me

Three nights in Rio De Janeiro with no sounds of buses

No ambulance, no police sirens to interrupt my silence, aha ? dinero

Means I work hard and have a warm day

Playin' my guitar, I'm sitting on the beach

I'm sippin' margaritas as the water splash my feet

It's too hot in New York I had to get away

So here's a ticket, meet me on the beach in the shade

When I was young they called me Robin Hood

Cos I stole from the rich and I gave to the poor

Went back home, mama whooped on my ass

Said I'll be damned if I let you live like that

Meanwhile next door neighbors jumpin'

Beatin' on his wife while the kids were watchin'

Later that day we was out on the porch

And fantasize we was out of New York, we woke up in

Three nights in Rio De Janeiro with no sounds of buses

No ambulance, no police sirens to interrupt my silence, aha ? dinero

Means I work hard and have a warm day

Playin' my guitar, I'm sitting on the beach

I'm sippin' margaritas as the water splash my feet

It's too hot in New York I had to get away

So here's a ticket, meet me on the beach in the shade

I'm in your hood like your neighbors were Spiderman

I'm in the club 'fore I entered the stadium

I bring the vibe like the days of the Tribe

Before I had the fame I was servin' the fries

So who better to know about a nine-to-five

Wakin' up at five with the cold in my eyes

Now my daddy, he can rest in peace

From the belly of the beast to the sunniest beach, let's go

Three nights in Rio De Jan

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