| Beesh:
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| Cisco, how you livin?
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| Sippin' tequila, bytin' on lemon
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| Surrounded by beautiful women, dance on they lennon
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| Brock to work, so hot, the whole room is smoking
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| Bodies bang like the boom, no we ain’t joking
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| Momi got me on the lock, she made me wanna holla holla
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| So I hit the danceflo' and I pop my collar
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| I holla mira mira
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| It’s goin' down tonight
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| Like 2 shots of tequila in your town tonight
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| I hit the bar like a star, next drink on me
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| I’m with my cousin Baby Bash and the playa Jay Tee
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| Call us the Clicka
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| Here come high with mas chica
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| The Party don’t stop, till the last drop of tequila
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| The twisted lime in a wrist full of ice
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| So the price should pa, my crew not from nice
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| I know you herad about about my velvet jaw
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| My reputation for puttin' it down
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| Bar tender, another round
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| Once again it’s on
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| We takin' shots to the dome
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| So drunk that we can’t get home
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| So we gon' spend the night sittin' on chrome
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| In the back of the room
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| And I hit in the worst way
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| Act like it’s your birthday
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| 21 years on this earth, hey!
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| Club hand
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| Salsa, Merengue and Cumbia
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| With a touch of HipHop and bouncin' and ohh-lala
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| My baby got me on 4 shots
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| It’s 5 in a minute
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| And we will give that to the sweet, made em dive and up in it
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| Oh way the second they have, nigga dance to my left
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| Wreck it on stage in a cage and oh, it’s superbad
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| Best believe me
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| Ball to wall it’s off the breazy
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| To the Po’s, buy a rose for my breezy
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| Mamacita, my mamichula
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| Nobody cooler
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| In the place, we look at your face, she straight lace
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| 1800 and fully blunted
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| Blowin' on that bomba
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| Uh, dancin' to the conga
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| And the rumba
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| Can’t it forget it 'bout the lime squeezer
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| Me and my dog gon' do it with a fine chica
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| Lil chavalita
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| La mas bonita
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| Ey you want some cavacita
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| Or by the name a margarita
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| Ah, so she’s superbad
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| Fresh on state, colourspread
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| Get in my cadillac and take it to my partner’s bed
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| She started going there
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| What you want to going there?
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| But I’m a co-iner
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| She don’t even knowin' that
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| I like the brew
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| Drank way cash, too
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| The liquor stores is closed but I already knew
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| No time to waste
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| I bought by a case
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| They try to waste
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| Takin' shots to the face
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| By 2,10 my playa be hollin'
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| I hear noises, big brother Earl callin'
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| But I ain’t ready yet
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| We ain’t gon' scary yet
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| Nobody’s ready yet
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| Naw, ain’t got the feri` yet
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| For my knee, just a little more time
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| To do it real big playa with tequila and lime |