Cypress Hill - Tequila Sunrise Lyrics
Cypress Hill Tequila Sunrise lyrics is the 10th song on the album "Iv" by Cypress Hill. The "Tequila Sunrise" lyrics by Cypress Hill are displayed below.
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[Intro: B-Real and Sen Dog]
[B-Real:] Mira joven... si busco a alguien que mueva producto
Pero que lo mueva con madre...
[Sen Dog:] Pos sabes que compa?... yo aqui en el norte yo soy
El que controla yo te lo puedo mover todo... 80 100 varos a la semana
Te traemos toda la feria y limpio ese..
[B-Real:] Pues bueno aqui tenemos un negocio... vamos hacer un bojitos...
Tomamos no?... del gusano..
[Sen Dog:] Pa la salud!
[B-Real:] Pa la salud!... primero yo...
[Sen Dog:] Primero usted...
[B-Real and Sen Dog:] (mexican yells)
[B-Real:] 'hora 'hora... quien est?...
[Sen Dog:] Cometelo!
[Verse One: B Smooth]
Word up Tequila style... eat the worm motherfucker
Tequila spice hot nice
Feeling right sipping on Jose Cuervo
Down in Tiajuana Mexico
Thinking of the big score the night before
Met the connect who was impressively dressed
In high fabrics
With troops like Babe Ruth up on the mezzanine
Brandishing sub-machine guns aye-yo
It's all about the money son
Now that's the only reason
We came south of the border to complete this work order
We gotta get it no looking back going all out for it
Ready to attack die in a minute flat for it
As God is my witness we got ditches
For all you motherfuckin fake bitches
It all boils down to the business
Nothing personal when niggas acting like they helping you
I fuckin blast you like Frank Castle motherfucker!
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Tequila Sunrise bloodshot eyes
Realize we're all born to die
So get the money nigga!
[Verse Two: B-Real]
I never knew money like this in the palm of my hand
'Til I met the man with mad hook-up and big plan
Every where you look'a he got everybody shook up
Running for cover the big bad WOOF motherfucker
He was like a father figure show me the bigger picture
Fuck slingin' on the corner don't let the pigs get you
Not like these fools who don't comprehend
You end up doing a twenty-five bit in the pen
You got that? Getting your cup I took a swig
The bitter taste of the 'mezcal' free worm shit
Droppin' a lesson he slapped my face he said listen
Pay attention brotha you're my ace but don't ever question
Just do what I say and you'll be rich
And keep this in your mind: rats lay in a ditch with no spine
Don't ever forget that golden rule in the game
Cheers they all know your name it's like fame
Why women and money don't mix like drinking an' driving
Watch those conniving women and keep your eye out
Always be aware of what's around you
They wanna down you and fuckin clown you
Keep your shit in order the money won't stop
Pretty soon you'll be on top
[Verse Three: B-Real]
Tequila Sunrise with the bloodshot eyes
My my my how time flies and goes by surprise!
My mentor passed on and passed a warn to me emergency
For my enemies who wanna murder me
Eat the worm motherfucker while you burn motherfucker
Better kill me don't let me return motherfucker
Trust no man cause I'll be back you understand?
With a plan and my ice in hand I want it all
I recall the words from Jesus you are the Juice
Better go get it don't let it get to your head embed it
Let these words stick you better be ready to die
Now take a fucking sip caution it but I never lie
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