Tequila

Sippin' Stories: Tequila's Dance with Cuervo, Patron, and Midnight Tales
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Lyrics

I put that Cuervo to my air hole

Expressing consumption of Cuervo tequila by inhaling it.

And I turn the bottle up

Turning the bottle upside down, implying finishing it.

I drink patron when I’m at home

Preferentially drinking patron tequila at home to save money.

And I save a couple bucks

Being economical and saving money by choosing specific tequila.

When I’m fancy I drink don

Choosing Don Julio tequila when feeling fancy.

I like 1942

Expressing a preference for 1942 tequila.

Or a reposado double cask

Mentioning enjoyment of reposado double cask tequila.

That shit hit hella smooth

Highlighting the smoothness of the mentioned tequila.


I like drinkin

Expressing a general love for drinking tequila on both weekends and weekdays, emphasizing the enjoyment of the experience.

On the weekend

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On the weekday

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When I’m sneaking

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I love tequila

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And I can’t hide it

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Crack a bottle

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And Jump inside it

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I like drinkin

Reiteration of the love for tequila and the experience of cracking open a bottle to enjoy it.

On the weekend

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On the weekday

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When I’m sneaking

-

I love tequila

-

And I can’t hide it

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Crack a bottle

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And Jump inside it

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3am closing out

Describing a scene at 3 am, intoxicated, on stilts, regretting excessive drinking, and acknowledging the need to chill.

Drunk as fuck and I’m on stilts

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Every shot I got I took

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And every cup I see get spilled

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Everybody got a double

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I just wish the room was still

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Puked a lil in my mouth

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That’s When I knew I had to chill

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Ya boy too hot

Feeling hot and potentially inebriated, advocating for playing it cool, avoiding weird behavior, and dismissing the need for saving or heroes.

I’m Sweatin bullets

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Don’t tell pull the trigger

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Ima pull it

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Play it cool

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Don’t be a weirdo

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We don’t need no saving

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Or no heroes

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Just hit patron

Describing the effects of patron tequila, spaced-out feelings, and reflecting on life, pouring out for absent friends, and preaching like a gospel.

Damn she hit back

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She talkin good smack

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Like damn b where’s yo head at

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Yeah I’m spaced out

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I’m sorry aint no author

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This book gone right itself bitch

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This shit is called the water

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Pour it out for homies

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That no longer prosper

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A half of this shit

Further reflections on life, family, and personal traits influenced by heritage and upbringing.

N we preaching like the gospel

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More like native tongue

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I get it from my momma

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Take a sip

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N then I really get to talkin

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Fuck

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I sound just like my pops bruh

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They went n made a fuckin tribe a lil monsters

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Our fuel is Tiki and a whole lot of fronto

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Pizza

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Mozzarella

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Bro paint like Picasso

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I like drinkin

Reiteration of the love for tequila and the joy of cracking a bottle open to enjoy the experience.

On the weekend

-

On the weekday

-

When I’m sneaking

-

I love tequila

-

And I can’t hide it

-

Crack a bottle

-

And Jump inside it

-

I like drinkin

Continued expression of the love for tequila and the ritual of cracking a bottle open for enjoyment.

On the weekend

-

On the weekday

-

When I’m sneaking

-

I love tequila

-

And I can’t hide it

-

Crack a bottle

-

And Jump inside it

-

*pours*.......yyyeeeeaaahhhhh

An additional expressive sound, possibly indicating satisfaction or enjoyment.

The lyrics of this song contain explicit content.
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