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| Sublime Sublime Santeria I don't practice Santeria I ain't got no crystal ball Well I had a million dollars but I, I'd spend it all If I could find that heina and that sancho that she'd 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 wanna say, I can't define Well it's love that I neeeeeed My soul will have to wait till I get back Find a heina of my own Daddy's gonna love one and all I feel the break, feel the break, feel the break And I gotta live it out Oh yeah un-huh Well I swear that I, what I really wanna know (my baby) What I really wanna say, I can't define Got 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 going 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 something 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 My soul will have to wait |
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