Hey what's happenin' your name girl? Oh yeah, my friends you Cuervo You with me baby... fo' real
now let me you about this girl Tequila she was born in hundred she me feel real woozy sometimes sick to my (ohhh) but I love girl Tequila one shot of her love, over she all my money and all I want to do is her....Tequila my Mexican
1] I cannot forget her, my Mexican that 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 me no problems when I'm with her brown tone, she got me slither my tequila, a jump 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 a club hoe, a two shine dub hoe not far from a drug hoe, get your back by the you're fuckin' with quevo, the a killer I'll have you at the bar takin' shots of my lover..
2] see I'm so true pursuing, getting right to it on late nights we get tight, in ways I refuse it like cupids, we undisputed, and ruthless and all the hoes feelin' low, lookin' stupid thought we was, we was two of a kinda rug in back of the club, two of the dangerous thugs soakin' up your brain, you insane and leaving you to lay on your constrained with no complaint, she's off the chain no other my Mexican lover, the only one on my like hustlers, she got me she's got me voo-doo and damn foolish and one more gonna have me coo-coo and kicked up I'm tore up now what's the hold up it's on now we up on it, just as we post up slither at the bar drunk to the world burnin' down the club on your boy Earl
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