| I lived a life that you wished
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| So many flights that you missed
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| Oh, what I’d do for one kiss
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| I’d come running back to you
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| In la cantina bliss
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| I taste the tequila kiss
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| I lick the salt off your lips
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| Taste the sourness of the lime
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| You don’t want it
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| But you need it
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| So I saw it
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| Gonna get it, come on
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| Hey senorita I’m still tasting that tequila
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| And my face is still numb
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| I pop a xan til I can’t stand
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| Dam these niggas hate they can’t stand me
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| Been around the world I can draw the map
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| Told your girl first time that I’m the man
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| Now she and her momma want me bad
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| At my show wildin' my biggest fan
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| You waitin' at home cuzyou ain’t gang
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| Yeah
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| At the cantina I met a mamita
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| I’m pouring a four I put in a two litre
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| We left the cantina we on some tequila
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| Now we in my two seater
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| Livin la vida
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| One eyed Pablo walks in
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| La cantina shows her skin
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| So the night begins
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| And the sinners come to sin
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| You don’t want it
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| But you need it
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| So I saw it
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| Gonna get it, come on
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| Hey senorita I’m still tasting that tequila
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| And my face is still numb
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| You don’t want it
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| But you need it
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| Come in get it
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| So I saw it
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| Come on
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| La cantina |