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Some information about Tequila Sunrise Lyrics Title: Cypress Hill - Tequila Sunrise lyrics Artist: Cypress Hill Album: Cypress Hill IV Visitors: 7 visitors have visited Tequila Sunrise Lyrics since Feb 12, 2007. Intro: B-Real and Sen Dog B-Real: Mira joven... si busco a alguienque mueva producto pero que lo mueva con madre... Sen Dog: Pos sabes que compa?... yo aquien el norte yo soy el que controla yo te lo puedo mover todo... 80100 varos a la semana te traemos toda la feria y limpio ese.. B-Real: Pues buenoaqui tenemos un negocio... vamos hacer un bojitos... tomamos no?... del gusano... Sen Dog: Pa la salud! B-Real: Pa la salud!... primero yo... Sen Dog: Primero usted... B-Real: *grrrrrah!* B-Real and Sen Dog: *mexican yells* B-Real: hora hora... quien esta?... Sen Dog: Cometelo! Verse One: B Smooth Word upTequila style... eat the worm motherfucker Tequila spicehot nice Feeling rightsipping on Jose Cuervo Down in TiajuanaMexico Thinking of the big score the night before Met the connectwho was impressively dressed In high fabrics With troops like Babe Ruthup on the mezzanine Brandishing sub-machine gunsaye-yo It s all about the moneyson Now that s the only reason We came south of the borderto complete this work order We gotta get itno looking backgoing all out for it Ready to attackdie in a minute flat for it As God is my witnesswe got ditches for all you motherfuckin fake bitches It all boils down to the business Nothing personalwhen niggaz acting like they helping you I fuckin blast you like Frank Castlemotherfucker! Chorus Tequila Sunrisebloodshot eyes Realize we re all born to die So get the money nigga! (repeat 2x) Verse Two: B-Real I never knew money like thisin the palm of my hand Til I met the man with mad hook-upand big plan Every where you look ahe got everybody shook up Running for coverthe big bad WOOFmotherfucker He was like a father figureshow me the bigger picture Fuck slangin on the cornerdon t let the pigs get you Not like these fools who don t comprehend You end up doing a twenty-five bid in the pen You got that? Getting your cupI took a swig The bitter taste of the mezcal free worm shit Droppin a lessonhe slapped my facehe said listen Pay attention brothayou re my acebut don t ever question Just do what I sayand you ll be rich And keep this in your mind: rats lay in a ditch with no spine Don t ever forget that golden rule in the game Cheersthey all know your nameit s like fame Whywomen and money don t mixlike drinking an driving Watch those conniving women and keep your eye out Always be aware of what s around you They wanna down youand fuckin clown you Keep your shit in order the money won t stop Pretty soon you ll be on top Chorus Verse Three: B-Real Tequila Sunrisewith the bloodshot eyes Mymymyhow time flies and goes by surprise My mentor passed on and passed a warn to meemergency For my enemies who wanna murder me Eat the wormmotherfuckerwhile you burnmotherfucker Better kill medon t let me returnmotherfucker Trust no mancause I ll be backyou understand? With a planand my ace in handI want it all I recall the words from Jesusyou are the Juice Better go get itdon t let it get to your headembed it Let these words stickyou better be ready to die Now take a fucking sipcaution itbut I never lie Chorus (music outro) Hottest songs from Cypress Hill : Fans who visit this lyrics also like: |
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