Hey what's baby What's your girl? Oh yeah, my friends you Cuervo You alright with me baby... fo'
now let me tell you about this Tequila she was born in hundred she makes me real woozy sick to my stomach (ohhh) but I love girl Tequila one shot of her love, it's she all my money and all I want to do is her....Tequila my lover
1] I cannot forget her, my Mexican with that and its strong, can mix her up with no her Tequila, we met in October I hit her all the time, I can't on your sofa one hit and over, the girl's addictive we stay at the bar 'cause she that expensive don't give me no problems I'm with her nice tone, she got me slither my tequila, a jump me you say so serve you what ever you pay for her nickname Quevo, eighteen she got you woozy, got you to the stomach the a club hoe, a two shine dub hoe not far from a drug hoe, get back by the PO-PO fuckin' with quevo, the girls a killer I'll have you at the bar shots of Tequila my lover..
2] see I'm so true pursuing, straight right to it on late nights we get tight, in ways I can't it cupids, we undisputed, and together ruthless and all the other feelin' low, lookin' stupid we was, we was two of a kinda cuttin'a rug in back of the club, two of the most dangerous soakin' up your brain, you insane and you to lay on your back constrained with no complaint, off the chain like no other my Mexican lover, the only one on my hustlers, she got me tipsy she's got me voo-doo and damn foolish and one more gonna have me coo-coo and kicked up 'til I'm tore up now the hold up it's on now we up on it, just as we post up slither at the bar damn drunk to the burnin' down the club callin' on your boy
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