Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song I Wanna Know Her Name , by - South Park Mexican. Release date: 14.08.2000
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
I Wanna Know Her Name |
| She dance the salsa |
| She dance the Cumbia |
| She dance merangue |
| I wanna know her name |
| First Verse (Baby Beesh): |
| Now every time I see her, I wanna meet her |
| Go up and greet her, treat her like my Mamacita |
| Go home and freak her |
| Half boriqua, half mexicana |
| Shakin' her knocker like an epanada |
| I think I wanna be your baby father |
| ?Como te llamas? |
| Me llamo Baby Beesh |
| Seen you at the club, shakin' that |
| I love the way you dance, Salsa, Merangue, and Cumbia |
| With a touch of hip-hop and bounce man, and ooh la la |
| Didn’t even know she got a man, she gone keep him in check |
| She wanna jet with a vet, and it’s just like that |
| Cuz we go hard from the jump, she far from a punk |
| At the bar gettin' drunk, turnin' cigars into blunts |
| My bonita, the one I kill sippin' margarita |
| I wanna see her, come a little closer Mama mira |
| Ven aqui? |
| How cool would it be? |
| If you and me had some ecstasy, sippin' on some hennessey? |
| Second Verse (SPM): |
| It seems like every club I go to |
| I see you dancin' off the hook, I wanna know you |
| Body lookin' like you raised up on soul food |
| You kinda young and I’m a nigga from the old school |
| I hope you diggin' my style though |
| I drink and smoke hydro |
| I’m not that nigga in the gym doin' tae-bo |
| I hate the five oh, I swam across the bayou |
| A mojado, I only shop at the rocado |
| A soldado, I hit the Hen straight from the bottle |
| But I can teach you how to sing or even be a model |
| Follow my lead, down this yellow brick road |
| I’ma buy you a benz, and dip your rims in gold |
| A house with a heated pool so you can swim in the cold |
| Trust funds in your bank for when your kids get old |
| Sippin' remy in the bentley, kissin' you gently |
| Fillin' up the gas tank whenever it’s empty, Man! |
| Third Verse (Low-G): |
| Who is the girl in that tight red dress? |
| Shakin' that ass to the right and left? |
| The chick’s boriqua, or maybe mexicana |
| I see Mami, con gana, con gana |
| (Yo Low-G, what about them knockers?) |
| Oh, that’s my girlfriend Esmeralda |
| I remember sneakin' in her ventana |
| Plus don’t say nothin' cuz it’s right next to her hermana |
| Que pena, I had to leave Eselena |
| Or run the porno I rented to Elena |
| Chino desmito e prima o se fina |
| If you can’t take the heat, get your ass out the cocina |
| Mi esposa es latina, mi sancha la china |
| Y lolita la deje' solita |
| Letters in the mail for my girl named Raquel |
| A cheap hotel and after that Taco Bell |
| Oh well |
| I’m on to Orlando |
| Go to chica bailando el mambo |
| Manalo, manalo, manalo, manalo |