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I dint practice Santeria
I ain't got no crystal ball.
I had a million dollars but id,
Id spend it all.
If I could find that Heine and that Sancho that shes found,
Well Id pop a cap in Sancho and Id slap her down.
What I really wanna know,
My baby, what I really want to say I cant define.
Well its love,
That I need, oh ,
But my soul will have to,
Wait till I get back and find Heine of my own.
Daddys gonna love one and all.
I feel the break,
Feel the break,
Feel the break and I got to live it up,
Oh, yea huh, well I swear that i.
What I really wanna know, baby,
What I really want to say I cant define.
That love make it go,
My soul will have to...
What I really wanna say,
My baby,
What I really wanna say is Ive got mine.
And Ill make it, yes, Im co min up.
Tell Panchito that if he knows what is good for him he best go run and hide.
Daddys got a new .45.
And I wont think twice to stick that barrel straight down sanchos throat.
Believe me when I say that I got somethin for his punk ass.
What I really wanna know, my baby,
What I really wanna say is theres just one,
Way back,
And Ill make it, yea,
But my soul will have to wait.
Yea, yea, yea
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I don't practice santeria, I aint got no....?
