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When my cousin got his Tec I was playing Jimi in the basement All I wanted was to be a star And all he wanted to be was an El Chapo, Si El All he to do was be El Chapo El
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When my cousin got his Tec I was playing Jimi Hendrix in the All I was to be a rock star And all he wanted to be was an
When my cousin got his tat Acoustic in the basement All I was to be a rock star