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Youngbloodz

Genres: Hip-Hop

Tequila Lyrics - Youngbloodz

[Intro] 

Hey what's happenin' baby 

What's your name girl? 

Tequila? 

Oh yeah, my friends call you Cuervo 

You alright with me baby... fo' real 

 

[Chorus] 

now let me tell you about this girl Tequila 

she was born in eighteen hundred 

she makes me feel real woozy 

sometimes sick to my stomach (ohhh) 

but I love this girl Tequila 

one shot of her love, it's over 

she takes all my money 

and all I want to do is hold her....Tequila 

my Mexican lover 

 

[Verse 1] 

I cannot forget her, my Mexican lover 

with that and its strong, can mix her up with no other 

her name Tequila, we met in October 

I hit her all the time, I can't sleep on your sofa 

one hit and it's over, the girl's addictive 

we stay at the bar 'cause she ain't that expensive 

don't give me no problems when I'm with her 

nice brown tone, she got me slither 

my girl tequila, a jump me you say so 

I'll serve you what ever you pay for 

her nickname Quevo, eighteen honda 

she got you woozy, got you sick to the stomach 

the girl's a club hoe, a two shine dub hoe 

not far from a drug hoe, get your back by the PO-PO 

you're fuckin' with quevo, the girls a killer 

I'll have you at the bar takin' shots of Tequila 

my Mexican lover.. 

 

[Chorus] 

 

[Verse 2] 

see I'm so true pursuing, straight getting right to it 

on late nights we get tight, in ways I can't refuse it 

like cupids, we undisputed, and together ruthless 

and all the other hoes feelin' low, lookin' stupid 

thought we was, we was two of a kinda cuttin'a rug 

in back of the club, two of the most dangerous thugs 

soakin' up your brain, driving you insane 

and leaving you to lay on your back constrained 

with no complaint, she's off the chain like no other 

my Mexican lover, the only one on my covers 

like hustlers, she got me tipsy she's got me voo-doo 

and damn near foolish and one more gonna have me coo-coo 

and kicked up 'til I'm tore up now what's the hold up 

it's on now we back up on it, just as we post up 

slither at the bar damn drunk to the world 

burnin' down the club callin' on your boy Earl 

 

[Chorus] - 2X 

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