[Verse 1] I can be a sucker for the boys If I like him I will share my toys But if I love him I will share my Puta [Verse 2] And the air will be filled with "That's my jam" and "That's my girl" And we can't help but move our Boricua [Verse 3] That boy's got a guitar in his hands And he's strummin' it like he's in a trance And the way that he moves He can only be Cuban [Verse 4] And the air will be filled with "That's my jam" and "That's my girl" And we can't help but move our Boricua [Verse 5] And I think that the boy is the one But I know that this night is still young So I introduce him to my Dominican [Verse 6] And the air will be filled with "That's my jam" and "That's my girl" And we can't help but move our Boricua
