La Cantina

[Lil' Rob] Hey, what's up man Ha ha Nah, last night was the bomb, homie Got fucked up, ey But I woke up with this biggest fuckin' headache Hun Hungover like a fucking bitch I'm never drinking again, homeboy Ha Yeah right (Verse 1) I usually wait til Sunday, to have my menudo But it's Saturday, and I woke up all crudo I think I had one too many shots of tequila Mira I heard I made a toast to mi vida Left a big tip Mariachis took my grip And the sad thing about it is I don't remember shit Wait a minute Bartender, can you pass me a limon And a nice cold Tecate? Thank you Simon Anyways, yesterday was the bomb all night long Getting drunk Off my ass Bottoms up On the glass Presidente And Coke 1800's no joke Had me feeling like I never felt before, so pour some more Til I hit the floor or stumble out the door And when the bar closes, it's time to hit The liquor store Drinking Tecates Or de verdes mas fina Taking shots of tequila While I'm in la cantina Chorus: Lil' Rob Sitting in the cantina A Latino Con ojos como un chino Downing the tequila Meet a bartender Let me get a round for everyone Jose Cuervo, 1800, til the bottle's done Sitting in the cantina A Latino Con ojos como un chino Downing the tequila Meet a bartender Let me get a round for everyone And when the bottle's done, crack another one (Verse 2) I said I wouldn't drink no more, but this Can't be true Cause it's not, even noon and I already had two One with my menudo And one during the break You want me to promise that I won't drink, but that's a promise I can't make Still sufferin', hungover from the night before But the only way to fix it is to drink some more So did I? But of course, what you think I'm sittin' at the bar in front of beers and I won't drink You gotta be kidding me, the buzz is hitting me Gots me feeling light-headed I'm headed to the park, with the homie Spark But they had some pisto there tambien A couple twelve-packs that they jacked, I'm feeling like there ain't no end Cause everywhere I go, there's alcohol til I fall It's seven o'clock But will I make it to last call [Lil' Rob] Hey homie, you vatos gonna be here for a while? If so, I'll see ya But if not, you know where I'll be homie The cantina Repeat Chorus (Verse 3) Back in the cantina Sippin' my cerveza It's gonna be the same way as last night holmes, I bet ya Primos and friends, from one end to the other end The wicked, wicked wino Is getting drunk again Stumblin' I'm wasted And it shows And wouldn't be suprised if later on, I'm throwin' blows Cause that's the way it goes And everybody knows But I'll just relax And go with the flow Bartender, I'm ready for another shot and won't stop Until I drop Or until somebody calls the cops My primo picked me up off the floor And said, "I think You've had a little bit too much to drink, I don't think you should drink anymore" Dragging my body up the hill to mi canton The bar's five minutes away, but it took me an hour to get home I've learned my lesson Rule number one of the cantina Don't mix cerveza With tequila Repeat Chorus [Lil' Rob] You know every weekend, I say "I'm never gonna drink again" But I'm always going back to the cantina With mi familia Ha ha I've got somethin' to tell all of you Never mix cerveza, with tequila I'm warning you I'm out