Hey what's baby your name girl? Oh yeah, my friends you Cuervo You alright with me baby... fo'
now let me tell you about this girl she was born in eighteen she makes me feel real sometimes sick to my (ohhh) but I love this Tequila one of her love, it's over she takes all my and all I want to do is her....Tequila my Mexican
1] I cannot forget her, my 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 sleep on your sofa one hit and it's over, the girl's we at the bar 'cause she ain't that expensive don't give me no problems when I'm her brown tone, she got me slither my tequila, a jump me you say so I'll you what ever you pay for her nickname Quevo, eighteen she got you woozy, got you sick to the the girl's a hoe, a two shine dub hoe not far from a hoe, get your back by the PO-PO fuckin' with quevo, the girls a killer I'll have you at the bar takin' of Tequila my lover..
2] see I'm so pursuing, straight getting right to it on late nights we get tight, in ways I refuse it like cupids, we undisputed, and together and all the other hoes feelin' low, lookin' thought we was, we was two of a cuttin'a rug in back of the club, two of the dangerous thugs soakin' up your brain, you insane and leaving you to lay on back constrained with no complaint, she's off the chain like no my lover, the only one on my covers 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 on now we back up on it, just as we post up slither at the bar drunk to the world burnin' down the callin' on your boy Earl
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