Tellin? wack jokes as the bartender laughed I was about one drink away from my limit In came a black dress, with a black body in it She looked so timid
my god! Verse 1: [[Hot Rod]] I like to fuck everyday, every night. I like to fuck when it's wrong, when it's right. I like to fuck if she black, if
y pegarte Don't stop mami sigue que me tienta' Mientras yo te toco, tu en el fondo te calientas Mera, sabes lo que te espera Dos black label y tequila
all want the same thing Doesn?t matter if they care or if they don?t care less You got your finger on the trigger of your favourite black dress It?
And does it hurt that you finally found yourself and does it hurt that you find a bit of wealth black coffee for my mood can you make me shine lonely
Grant my wish like genie Because you might get G'd if you don't suck dick Break out the weed and drank cus we ?? Sippin tequila and all black beamer Bitches
[Intro:] What! Rock-a-dollar, Magic city. Por favor believe it. MC, Gemini, Guerilla Black, C'mon. [Chorus:] All my playaz, thugs, and my ballaz. All
that hot mess People tell me that it's my fault Everyday I'm like a Nascar Crashin', catchin' fire I like tequila on my sunrise A little black around
damn good and chokey black Niggas know the pokey fat, now all my ex-boyfriends want me back I rip shows, and sip Tequila Rose And always be around like
'dro for 20 bucks And I'll still be the greatest if this rap shit fail me Back to jackin' bootleg flicks from out the deli Livin' off the interest Sippin' on Tequila
thing around the world I met her at Billy's in my darkest hour We had some beers, some tequilas We were troublebound The next pretty baby got long black
, the d is in me you can pretend ... but any for good times i burn you minds like the ... opinion and i put on for my city detroit ...on tequila you'll
-rockers knows that ain't cool Got a teen girlfriend and a little mustache He's got ol' ac/dc coming out of his dash He's got himself a black trans am
please To the Mexican pharmacy You can dance all night or sleep all day Forget about the girl and your back pain Rise to the occasion or fade to black
on the Champs-Elysees Left her empty Fendi on a silk pillowcase A bad French mistake and she's never going back there again This crazy world is rarely black
tequila, a bottle of gin And if I bring a little music, I can fit right in We've got airplane rides We got California drowning out the window side We've got big black
, baby bubba If y'all feel it let me hear you say Hey, baby bubba Well, he caught me in my van The gun shot men forward Check me out in my black Transam
music so let the funky beat blaze we keep it G'd up with the heat up Royal crown, tequila six trey with the usos puffin on the silver black guerrilla