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listen to sublime and smoke a Tobie
I don't practice Santeria I ain't got no crystal ball. I had a million dollars but I'd, I'd spend it all. If I could find that
Heine and that Sancho that she's found, well I'd pop a cap in Sancho and I'd slap her down.
What I really wanna know, my baby, what I really want to say I can't define. Well it's love, that I need, oh , but my
soul will have to, wait till I get back and find Heine of my own. Daddy's 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 can't define. that love make it go, my soul will have to...
What I really wanna say, my baby, What I really wanna say is I've got mine. and I'll make it, Yes, I'm co min' up.
Tell Sanchito that if he knows what is good for him he best go run and hide. Daddy's got a new .45. and I won't think
twice to stick that barrel straight down Sancho's throat. Believe me when I say that I got some thin for his punk ass.
What I really wanna know, my baby, what I really wanna say is there's just one, way back, and I'll make it, yea, but
my soul will have to wait. yea, yea, yea
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I have perfected Santeria and I have a crystal ball. Now what?
