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Albums:

För Sent För Edelweiss (Håkan Hellström) · Lo Cortez No Quita Lo Cabral: (Alberto Cortéz) · Lo Esencial de Alberto Cortez (Alberto Cortéz) · Live För Dig (Lars Winnerbäck) · Ett Slag För Dig (Tomas Andersson Wij) · Lo Cortez No Quita Lo Cabral: (Alberto Cortéz) · Känn Ingen Sorg för Mig Göteborg (Håkan Hellström) · Jag Är Inte Rädd För Mörkret (Kent) · Ett Slag För Dig (Tomas Andersson Wij) · In Orbit with Dave "Baby" Cortez (Dave "Baby" Cortez) – and 2 other albums »


of pliers

look out cortez is coming back
And he won't be in no paper sack
He's healed and he's fired up
For rooster hill

well Saturday night rolled around
here come Cortez and Pizarro  
Hernando and Francisco  
hacked their way to heaven blow by blow  
men of god in Spain they worked for someone else
Girl the last time you saw me I wasn't this cool
And I'm hangin' out in Mexico down by the pool
In Cabo, Cabo San Lucas
If I send you a ticket
it's harder than it ever looks. 

All alone in the edge of the water
Hiding out by the Sea of Cortez
With my sketch pads and Flairs
Tapes
You picked up a broken bottle
In case anyone gave us any trouble
And we walked all the way back to Cortez

You sang help me dear doctor
Girl the last time you saw me I wasn't this cool
And I'm hangin' out in Mexico down by the pool
In Cabo, Cabo San Lucas
If I send you a ticket
My glock ya fuck buddy, make money, take money
Earn crack money, drug money, bail money
Heard they got life for me, but how they got life for me
My glock ya f*** buddy, make money, take money
Earn crack money, drug money, bail money
Heard they got life for me, but how they got life for me
jeans, it makes me think of LL's troops 
Let's celebrate, it's Queens Day, this one's for you 

Queens Day, cash made on Hollis Ave 
Q-B-O-R-O, nigga,
to school you know I blaze up a sack 
Another day, another dollar for the gangsta mack 
Bitch act like you know, show me some sex and affection 
And let me
the counter, so you call her
Ooh, this is on. Why don't you get this for me?
Every time you hit the swap meet, it's gimme, gimme, gimme.
A little old lady in
If you would allow me a second to deal with some in-house issues here

Hey Pastor you know it's hard for me when you quote Puritans
Oh,
[Frank V]
Before you see me retire
You'll see gun fire
From a big barrel
Desert Eagle, not a sparrow
Ese you don't know me for shit, so stop thinking that
[Frank V]
Before you see me retire
You'll see gun fire
From a big barrel
Desert Eagle, not a sparrow
Ese you don't know me for shit, so stop thinking that
[Frank V]
Before you see me retire
You'll see gun fire
From a big barrel
Desert Eagle, not a sparrow
Ese you don't know me for shit, so stop thinking that
(Lil' Style)

Nine in the mornin, feds at my door (my door)
Lou Cortez creakin cross the hardwood floor (right)
Dippin through the alley I made my
tight courderoys like for the boys
Basket weaves, Nike Cortez, and footsie socks
And eatin pickles, with tootsie pops
And it don't stop, I'm glad cuz
fitted French braids in my hair
With Cortez on, I mean a fresh new pair
Looking pimp got me feeling like a brand new player
I'm Cube, I'm Ren, I'm Dre
tight courderoys like for the boys
Basket weaves, Nike Cortez, and footsie socks
And eatin pickles, with tootsie pops
And it don't stop, I'm glad cuz
doubt I couldn't wait to get out (and be a grownup)
But let me finish this reminescin and tellin
Bout when girls was bellin tight courderoys like for
and tellin'
'Bout when girls was bellin' tight corduroys like for the boys
Basket weaves, Nike Cortez, and footsie socks
And eatin' pickles, with tootsie