City Weezle - El Matador

He's loco in da cabasa and he likes his cereveza served cold
So very cold...
Yep! He sure did like that beer nice 'n' fresh
He'd say contigo amigo we could drink untill we sink and drown
So sip it down...
Yeah get that up in ya boi!
He knows la fiesta is best 'a with a special guest around
So stick around
You best stick around boi!
The alchohol is takin' its' toll
But my amigo's still on a role
The bull of life still drags him around
Every shitty bar in this little town
Arriba!
Fiesta!
He's livin' da vida loca...
With his café mocca and a line o' cocaine
He still thinks that life's a joke
That will one day drive him insane
El Matador! Por favor! please get back on your feet
He like his tacos, Burritos, chimi chungas and his fajitas
And his lolitas...
Yep, He sure was one for the ladies.
He'd say senorita how'd ya like to eat a piece o' meat, a fresh
Piece of flesh.
Yeah I could eat you alive gurl.
Pablo's got the cocaine enough to drive a man insane
In da membrane.
He goin' insane, He ain't got no fuckin' brain holmes!
All the drugs are takin' their toll
But my amigo's still on a role
The bull of life still drags him around
Every little dive in this shitty town
Vives la vida!
Vives la vida hasta la muerte
No vives en lamento!

Written by:
Simon Fleury

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