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