Hey what's happenin' your name girl? Oh yeah, my friends call you You with me baby... fo' real
now let me tell you this girl Tequila she was born in eighteen she makes me feel woozy sick to my stomach (ohhh) but I love this Tequila one shot of her love, over she takes all my and all I to do is hold her....Tequila my Mexican
1] I cannot her, my Mexican lover with and its strong, can mix her up with no other her Tequila, we met in October I hit her all the time, I can't sleep on sofa one hit and over, the girl's addictive we stay at the bar 'cause she ain't that don't give me no problems when I'm her nice brown tone, she got me my girl tequila, a me you say so I'll you what ever you pay for her Quevo, eighteen honda she got you woozy, got you sick to the the girl's a club hoe, a two dub hoe not far from a drug hoe, get back by the PO-PO you're fuckin' quevo, the girls a killer I'll you at the bar takin' shots of Tequila my lover..
2] see I'm so true pursuing, straight getting to it on late nights we get tight, in I can't refuse it like cupids, we undisputed, and ruthless and all the other hoes low, lookin' stupid we was, we was two of a kinda cuttin'a rug in back of the club, two of the most thugs soakin' up your brain, you insane and leaving you to lay on your back with no complaint, she's off the chain like no my lover, the only one on my covers like hustlers, she got me tipsy got me voo-doo and damn near foolish and one more gonna have me and kicked up 'til I'm tore up now what's the up it's on now we back up on it, as we post up slither at the bar drunk to the world down the club callin' on your boy Earl
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