Lyrics:
Take me out west
Take me on a quest
You told me not to change out of my cheap denim dress
Oh, no
Two lovers on the run
Like a bullet from a gun
playing for keeps
No time wasted on fakes ones
No love lost foe the day nones
Only shed blood for my toko’s and they know
Its 10 toes down
me for
By the time my lip is sore
Not the Film
But the comics gorr
Now I'm gone
Living happy and long
You are gone
Better than chilling sad in a thong
Sit back, relax and take a sip of Hennessy
Chicana Love is bumping loud so hynas picture me
A little youngster, in and out of jail but now on bail
I
Sit back, relax and take a sip of Hennessy
Chicana Love is bumping loud so hynas picture me
A little youngster, in and out of jail but now on bail
I
Always be by my side
Mmmmmm
I will never forget you
You know I miss you
I wish the day that shit happened I could've came to get you
And every time I
greed
I didn't love God, I just loved his things
Loved approval, loved sex
Loved money, loved fame
But I ain't the same
Thank the Lord I changed
I'm
is that nasty girl you? (I can love you long time)
East coast
West coast
Worldwide
North side
South side
Let's ride
Let's party all
coffee by the way you shakin' your perkulater
I'm the smooth operator, hot mommy motivator
What I really wanna do, put that thing on you
Butter up yo'
(Jazze)
Yeah, W-J-I-V-E radio
You damn right we jam
The phone lines are ringin off the hook
But I'm not gon awnser them 'cause I don't wanna hear
and a little wet nose
Can find new love or avoid potential foes
But in this small ancient nation
We gather information
In slower ways and worser ways
Some do
we be living it up
West Coast, Southside, we be tossing it up
On the streets or the club, who want to mean-mug
You best not be tripping on these Califa
we be living it up
West Coast, Southside, we be tossing it up
On the streets or the club, who want to mean-mug
You best not be tripping on these Califa
was a real girl
Did she die when I woke
I sleep straight through to tomorrow
And look for her till I go broke
I found myself by the highway
That I ride
is not coming in
This genie's too angry to go back
Into the bottle again
Closer than ever covered in birds
A bone colored moon fills the west
Throats
though up here and appear to please
Stay on my knees with the greatest of these, love
Made of pure intention, let me mention it's like
If it wasn't for
I love my ladies with jeans that fit tight ya'll
For all my fellas on bikes with chrome pipes, ya'll
Ya'll from the north, west, south to the east
on all blocks like I'm sellin paletas
And rock the bells
Home of the drive-by where they pop the shells
I eat at Charro's and La Barca, not Taco Bell
with lashes
Thieves of pleasure
Oh, beware the burns of love
Warriors strong as lions
Not as dangerous, still
As women whose curved hips
Can subdue
There's a boy in the west lives on a purple hill
He waits for the girl with fire in her hair
There's a boat by a lake where the water is still
One
walked my pain over your streets once again
Yet you're always there for me (for me)
I'm on the west-side. And I'm down by the river my dog starts
You're everybody's second home
Always trying to get me alone
An easy way to lose it all
Always there when all else fails
Over by the west side
You're everybody's second home
Always trying to get me alone
An easy way to lose it all
Always there when all else fails
Over by the west side
of love is lost.
You got caught and now you pay the cost.
Sitting by the phone
It never seems to ring anymore
Looking at your past
Spread out
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