Hey what's happenin' your name girl? Oh yeah, my call you Cuervo You alright me baby... fo' real
now let me tell you about this Tequila she was born in hundred she makes me feel woozy sick to my stomach (ohhh) but I love girl Tequila one of her love, it's over she all my money and all I to do is hold her....Tequila my lover
1] I forget her, my Mexican 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 can't on your sofa one hit and it's over, the girl's we stay at the bar 'cause she ain't expensive don't give me no problems I'm with her nice tone, she got me slither my girl tequila, a me you say so I'll serve you what you pay for her Quevo, eighteen honda she got you woozy, got you sick to the the girl's a club hoe, a two dub hoe not far a drug hoe, get your back by the PO-PO fuckin' 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, straight right to it on late we get tight, in ways I can't refuse it like cupids, we undisputed, and together and all the other hoes feelin' low, stupid thought we was, we was two of a cuttin'a rug in back of the club, two of the dangerous thugs soakin' up brain, driving you insane and leaving you to lay on back constrained with no complaint, off the chain like no other my lover, the only one on my covers like hustlers, she got me 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 up on it, just as we post up slither at the bar damn drunk to the burnin' down the callin' on your boy Earl
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