Fallacy - Tijuana lyrics

(VERSE 1) (King K.O.N.G.) Affinity for fast cars Inifinite # of smashed broads Faster than NASCAR I'm dashing through your dashboards I hope you got a crash bar The way we hit this cash bar Slappin' b**hes a**es So hard we leave em mad sore (AVN) And I ain't got an answer I'm rotten like some cancer I'm too broke to drink And I'm not a tiny dancer I'm more like the Captain Jack Of spit tin' stanzas More like the raps I pack They Tony Danzas (King K.O.N.G.) Boss Spanish a** Cross my thoughts No I don't wanna taste this drink Some other dude just bought Get lost (AVN) Don't f**in toss the drink What's the matter with you Kong It don't cost to think (King K.O.N.G.) Don't gotta force the ring Inside the dwarves vagin Pour tequila on the cut If I rupture a spleen (AVN) Well we in Tijuana With no way home With no marijuana And no pesos And I don't know enough spanish to get to a pay phone So I don't how we getting' drinks and ho's (King K.O.N.G.) We'll be speeding the camino to the next club Heard my man Jose say that he got the best shrub And some booty For me to grab up on so rudely And truly I wanna do it So bad that I'm f**in droolin' (AVN) Ayo calm down homie Don't drool on me And there's some vatos in the alley That's a 2 on 3 And they peeping at the whip Like who are we It's like a Jet-Li movie Jus to get to the v (King K.O.N.G.) Addressin' me like gringo When they stepping' to me With some bullsh** On their shoe is a bad recipe (Chorus x 2) (AVN & King K.O.N.G.) b**hes & Tacos Burritos & Rum A Mexican sun sun Snitches & Vatos Tequila & Guns A Mexican run run (VERSE 2) (AVN) Ayo I see no lights So I put on the brights A warm bed and a bath Would probably suffice But we parked out here On the side of the road Looks like a place People go to die in a hole Notice him Looks f**in' old as sin 5"7 dressed black With the coldest grin Had his hand in the air Like let's go my friend He had a mac black gat Tucked under his band (King K.O.N.G.) Can tell it ain't his first rodeo Just by his stance Or the way him and his man Hung by the entrance Of an unlit cornfield Pullin' up Like what's the deal Got me thinking' to myself Do I even know this dude for real? And this plan is beginning to lose appeal But everything I feel I'm keeping concealed As we get to what they wanna reveal So peel back the brush like bananas & see smoke rising from the center like a phantom (AVN) Phantom of the Ganja (King K.O.N.G.) Chico smokin' monster Electrified like Blanca (AVN) I'm rollin with the contra Gangsta mof**as With a swag like Sinatra (King K.O.N.G.) See a worker Carrying them bricks of marijuana (AVN) Wanna kick him in the fold Make a run for it Or maybe play it crazy Stealth Swayze Take the gun from him (King K.O.N.G.) Puntin' him Takin his stash And rollin a blunt on him Get caught by his sleight of hand If we tried confrontin' him (AVN) But honestly we probably gettin' mauled in the back By a pound of hound dogs that they keep in a shack (King K.O.N.G.) Swing the jug around Take a swig of Bacardi (AVN) I hope you like the girls At my weed burning party (Chorus x 2) (AVN & King K.O.N.G.) b**hes & Tacos Burritos & Rum A Mexican sun sun Snitches & Vatos Tequila & Guns A Mexican run run