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Cold Forty Three
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Hundred Dollar Bail
Friday night, It's L.A. baby.
Let's get wasted, lets get crazy.
Let's go beyond the skinny dip
We'll redefine the sunset strip
Running like we crossed the border,
Got us locked up and court- ordered
Four Four Locos
Three amigos
Two, Dos Equis
Un problemo.
A 12X14 cell
Lock us down in jail
I want my call, Its not our fault.
Someone post our hundred dollar bail.
We drink Cuervo, we don't chase it.
Cholo's love it, gringos hate it.
Officer, can you help us sir.
We're nothing like, they said we were.
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Not your average dirty sanchos, we wear converse with
our
panchos.
Four Four Locos
Three amigos
Two, Dos Equis
Un problemo.
A 12X14 cell
Lock us down in jail
I want my call, Its not our fault.
Someone post our hundred dollar bail.
We are not delinquents. Were misunderstood.
We're perfectly normal, in our neighborhood.
I want my call, Its not our fault.
Someone post our hundred dollar bail
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