Hey what's happenin' 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 in eighteen hundred she me feel real woozy sick to my stomach (ohhh) but I love this 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 forget her, my Mexican 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 addictive we stay at the bar she ain't that expensive don't give me no problems when I'm her nice 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 to the stomach the a club hoe, a two shine dub hoe not far from a hoe, get your back by the PO-PO you're with quevo, the girls 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 we get tight, in ways I can't refuse it cupids, we undisputed, and together 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 dangerous up your brain, driving you insane and leaving you to lay on your constrained with no complaint, she's off the chain no other my Mexican lover, the one on my covers like hustlers, she got me she's got me voo-doo and near 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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