Hola

Woo! Hahaha Uh Hola! To all my señoritas Sippin' on margaritas Uh huh huh huh Ooh Cool and easy with the movements stylee Got you bobbin' and swayin' your hair, movin' all around, G Got the freaky takin' off their clothes I'm the finest from the east to the west coast Step back and then I look around Oh come on, is this a dream or is it something that can be found Chillin' like a villain with my bass and my four track Tempus are laughing at me and on my back For too long I've been sitting in one place Chokin' on a bong to keep that bullshit out of my face Ooh but I think it's time to get out on my own And move on up so I can finally reach home Move on up so I can finally reach home It's curtain call in the scene one, the saga begins And if all else fails you wanna hear it again We're like a young blood Soarin' through cities like some flash floods High off the atmosphere provided by the calm bud Basslines and drum kits Soundboards and fat riffs Infinitely bringin' it to ya to make your body hit Girlies all around the way but never mistaken I'm not taken, I got this little missy named (Shh) Top dog of the love makin' And heart breakin' Movements and my people's in the earth to start quakin' Movements and my people's in the earth to start quakin' Movements and my people's in the earth to start quakin' I wanna say hola I wanna say hola I wanna say hola to you, girl Hola to my señorita Sweet like a margarita Lime on the top, it's kinda salty when I eat ya I wanna say hola I wanna say hola I wanna say hola to you, girl She got a roundhouse like La Primacita Adios amiga chica Head to down south Back home to Puerto Rico now Maxin' and relaxin' in the shade of a redwood Sippin' on sangria while creepin' through the neighborhood My mind on my money and my money on my mind Sellin' oranges by the freeway, hittin' ruca from behind Back in the day we used to kick it to the death But now we bump Sublime and 2Pac and got the Chevy Cool and easy with the movements stylee Sit back, relax, let your soul go free Cool and easy with the movements stylee Chillin' in the shade of the Joshua Tree Just chillin' Chillin' in the shade of the Joshua I wanna say hola I wanna say hola I wanna say hola to you, girl Hola to my señorita Sweet like a margarita Lime on the top, it's kinda salty when I eat ya I wanna say hola I wanna say hola I wanna say hola to you, girl She got a roundhouse like La Primacita Adios amiga chica Head to down south Back home to Puerto Rico now I wanna say hola I wanna say hola I wanna say hola to you, girl Hola to my señorita Sweet like a margarita Lime is on the top, it's kinda salty when I eat ya now I wanna say hola I wanna say hola I wanna say hola to you, girl She got a roundhouse like La Primacita Adios amiga chica Head to down south Back home to Puerto Rico now When I saw you in the shade of the Joshua Tree Sun bouncin' off your eyelids Hopefully you can see You're blinded by the nice street light Only protection Headed in the wrong direction Your misconception The Joshua Tree Like the fountain of youth Your exodus of all full enlightenment of the truth Oh however I may never endeavor The thought that I would stick around and wait on you forever Oh