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What's up ese?
Nah, last night was the bomb homie
We got too rough aye?
But I woke up with this big hangover
Haha
Let me tell you
A little story about the cantina
I usually wait 'til Sunday to have my menudo
But it's Saturday and I woke up all crudo
I think I had one too many shots of tequila
Mira, I heard I made a toast to mi vida
Left a big tip, mariachis took my grip
And the sad thing about it is I don't remember shh
Wait a minute, bartender can you pass me a limon
And a nice cold Tecate, thank you, simon
Anyways, yesterday was the bomb all night long
Getting drunk off my ass, bottoms up on the glass
Presidente and Coke, 1800's no joke
Had me feeling like I never felt before so pour some more
'Til I hit the floor or stumble out the door
And if that happens? Iit's time to hit the liquor store
Drinkin Tecates, or Cerveza Mas Fina
Taking shots of tequila while I'm la cantina
Catch me in la cantina, getting drunk
La cantina, cause that's where we party up
La cantina, you know it's true
La cantina, cantina you know that I love you
I said I wouldn't drink no more, but this can't be true
'Cause it's not even noon and I already had two
Times three, that's me taking all that I can take
You want me to promise that I won't drink, but that's a promise I can't make
So suffering hungover from the night before
But the only way to fix it is to drink some more
So did I? But of course what you think?
I'm sitting at the bar in front of beers that I won't drink
You gotta be kidding me, the buzz is hitting me
Got me feeling light-headed
I'm headed to the park with the homie Spark
But they had some pisto there tambien
A couple twelve-packs that they jacked
I'm feelin like I can't win
'Cause everywhere I go there's alcohol 'til I fall
It's 7 o'clock, but will I make it to last call