Hey what's baby What's your girl? Oh yeah, my friends you Cuervo You alright me baby... fo' real
now let me tell you about this girl she was in eighteen hundred she makes me feel 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 lover
1] I cannot forget her, my Mexican with and its strong, can mix her up with no other her name Tequila, we met in I hit her all the time, I sleep on your sofa one hit and it's over, the addictive we at the bar 'cause she ain't that expensive don't me no problems when I'm with her brown tone, she got me slither my girl tequila, a me you say so serve you what ever you pay for her Quevo, eighteen honda she got you woozy, got you sick to the the girl's a hoe, a two shine dub hoe not far from a drug hoe, get your back by the 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 ways I can't it cupids, we undisputed, and together ruthless and all the other hoes feelin' low, stupid thought we was, we was two of a kinda rug in back of the club, two of the most thugs soakin' up your brain, you insane and you to lay on your back constrained with no complaint, she's off the like no other my Mexican lover, the one on my covers hustlers, she got me tipsy she's 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, just as we up slither at the bar drunk to the world burnin' down the callin' on your boy Earl
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