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Black Tequila Lyrics - Artist : Ghostface Killah
[Ghostface Killah]
Where's my horse? {shouts} de Andre! {makes horse sounds} Andre? Yo! Throw me in a mosh pit I'm liable to start shit Melt the place then break out like an arsonist Classified to get it in for a classic killing If I turn my back and walk that means I’m chilling Got bitches in mi casa boiling fresh lobsters But I don’t do the shellfish I’m a just eat pasta Turkey Italian sausage chopped up kielbasa Doing hits from home like an elite mobster Love my onions diced up real little, wifed up! Gotti trench men is real brittle Poke your nose is where I go with the capos 11 Sammy the Bull's ready to wack those I'm half black yo, half oregano That's half Italian yo who he I'm from that Island yo Staten crushing niggas like aspirins Commissioner Kelly I'll kill your captain That's word to my bitch that's laid off That little patch in the pussy word I ate it all Team moved with hands in the air like Adolf Hand me a big drink bet I spray it off [Cappadonna:] Toma, toma, mira pene que! Papi Wardrobe, Papi Wardrobe, go ahead Papi Wardrobe! Maricon! Yeah...rrrrrrrrrrrkii kii kii kii kii kii kaaaaah La Costra Nostra La Familia Violate my family ties and I’m a kill y’all Mi amor dame un beso y Capitan ghettio hot sauce on my Speghetti-O's Papi Wardrobe Mexican handle with ho's All my gutter gang crew got border patrol Like Zorro when I come through black sombrero, what! What 2 in the holster my code names Daryl Ride off in the sunset Stark in the barrel My boots on my horse named White Boy John Rock the side of that bitch great Mexican song Ass hanging off the brunt don't ever look at me wrong And my heart beats strong like Julio on guzziii Up in the Arizona desert where the shit get ugly All my Staten Island riders ride or die honchos Get cream all day leave our ponchos We bull fighting niggas wrestle with broncos My team stay tight like Silver |
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