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Tequila lyrics

Performer Kurupt

Tequila song lyrics by Kurupt official

Tequila is a song in English

[Chorus: x2]
Rock the beat
Rock the beat
This is for my killas
That shoot tequilla
? ? while they ride out to the club
To get their freak on(Rock the beat)
To get their creep on(Rock the beat)
To get their drink on(Rock the beat)
To get their smoke on(Rock the beat)

Blaze up
Blaze up
All the homies bang
Round up all the little locs, high as the sky

Smash and mash your body, just another day
Real high until your pistols reach the sky
Quarter pound of bomb, quarter pound of bud
'Cause where I'm from thangs ain't never gonna change

So fuck where you from
Semi-automatic shotgun blast a herb, when I trip then unload the clip
Not giving a fuck is the motto
Bitches gobble and swallow, we bust hallows(nigger)

And I'm first to launch off the hallow heads nigger
Hit the liquor store for sure
Right after I unload the forty-four(four, four)

[Chorus: x2]

Whether mathematical, actual dollar figures
Make a nigger feel bigger
Cap peeler for the soldiers
Make a nigger feel older

And another gift from a sweet lick, to a cheap trick
That's all a nigger get, 'cause it get rich
Overnight flight to the top, first class
Miss lady got a nice ass(ew shit)

Fast as you want to be
Lady just follow me
I'm a southwest G
Team with Kurupt

Straight giving a fuck
I will make a tick know what's up, blowin' up
Finish up when I bust a nut
I'm in your girl's guts screaming, keepin' her feining

Had to put her on my team and fuck dreaming
Mack-a-jack with the checkered flag
Acting all bad, make me mad
So be the first to blast

Miss Niva(Niva, Niva)

[Chorus: x2]

We, organized the killings, don't be playin the plots
Come around here and you will get shot
Me and my motherfucking homeboys run the block
Pop, pop one of they homies drop

I told y'all niggerss never to come around here
'Cause y'all motherfuckers don't pump no fear
Ain't nobody hard whether it's day or dark
Like the fourth of July when the candles spark

Always knew what I wanted to see
That's having big paper have many g's
Ain't nothing but killers hanging with me
Blast any nigger who step to me

We will take your shit
Whoop your ass
Fuck your bitch
Never thought it would happen but it did, you trick

Y'all niggerss can't fuck with this

[Chorus]
Lyrics copyright : legal lyrics licensed by Lyricfind.
No unauthorized reproduction of lyric.
Writers: GEORGE MELVIN BROWN, JULE STYNE, SOL MEYER
Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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