| Good God so stressed
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| Perfect day to drink Tequila
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| Guess I see you when I see ya
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| (Ouh!) Naw
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| I’ma make you a believer
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| (Ouh!) Adios
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| Guess I see ya when I see ya
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| Good God
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| More Stress
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| Perfect day to drink Tequila
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| (Ouh!)
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| Tried to make you a believer
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| (Ouh!) Adios
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| Guess I see ya when I see ya
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| Cold Sweat
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| Wide awake. |
| Blood Stains on my pillow case
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| OMG
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| Not OK
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| Roll the gas
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| Meditate
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| Me and Venus like Fidel and Che
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| Come here mamacita throw that thing my way
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| (Ouh!) Let the record play
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| Oh! |
| Out here catching snakes
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| Seen abuelo take his last breath
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| Where my little brother took his first
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| It fucked me up
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| Life is full of catchy hooks and upper cuts
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| Used to hit them open mics at Crucial Club
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| Lost my job cuz I was working high as fuck
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| The sun is slowing down
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| The stars is lining up
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| And all my old bitches tryna keep in touch
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| Its funny how I took my time to beat the rush
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| Good God so stressed
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| Perfect day to drink Tequila
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| Guess I see you when I see ya
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| (Ouh!) Naw
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| I’ma make you a believer
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| (Ouh!) Adios
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| Guess I see ya when I see ya
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| Good God
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| More Stress
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| Perfect day to drink Tequila
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| (Ouh!)
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| Tried to make you a believer
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| (Ouh!) Adios
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| Guess I see ya when I see ya
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| Bottom of the bottle
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| I locate my problems
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| Drowning in my own shit
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| Liver coughing when you gone quit
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| Read it off your tombstone, «here lies a bunch of lies»
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| Twist the top and move on, million memories to chew on
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| Boom Ba Ye! |
| Boom Ba Ye
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| Running yelling through the tombs through the day
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| Solo dolo, no relays, who’s to say
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| Got my message in a glass no delays
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| Young catacomb shawty we a long long way from home shawty
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| If your friends fry you gone die too, we a long long way from Rome shawty
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| Now is anyone
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| Hearin' some
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| Kinda static on the main line
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| It ain’t mine
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| I’m not seriously
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| Here to be
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| Clearing it up for the eighth time
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| It’s game time
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| Now it obviously tequila o’clock
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| The gang down to earth got my feet on the block
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| Now that agave got me sloppy in the parkin' lot I won’t stop
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| Can’t stop
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| How does it feel to stress yo self out
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| It’s not a good deal homie you left out of yo own dealings
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| So give me my cards and fuck yo feelings
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| Nigga take this shot
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| Good God so stressed
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| Perfect day to drink Tequila
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| I’ma make you a believer
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| (Ouh!) OK
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| Imma see ya when I see ya
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| (Ouh!) Adios
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| Guess I see ya when I see ya
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| Good God
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| So Stress
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| Perfect day to drink Tequila
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| Imma see ya when I see ya
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| (Ouh!) OK
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| Try to make you a believer
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| (No!) Adios
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| Guess I see ya when I see ya |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Tequila , by - EarthGang. Song from the album Mirrorland, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп