Lyrics Santana DVX (feat. E-40) [Edited] - The Lonely Island feat. E-40
What
is
that
Cristal?
No,
Dom
P?
Hell
no
This
is
that
Carlos
Santana
champagne
Oh
shit,
Santana
DVX?
That′s
my
joint
Mine
too,
but
a
lot
of
these
busters
don't
know
about
it
Well,
let′s
tell
these
mother
fuckers
As
a
kid,
I
used
to
lay
awake
and
think
When
was
Santana
gonna
make
a
drink?
But
now
I'm
all
grown
and
my
dream
came
true
Santana
champagne,
from
him
to
you
From
the
heart
of
Napa
Valley
and
the
guitar
king
Comes
the
sparkling
wine
to
make
a
blind
man
sing
Yo,
it's
the
champagne
from
the
man
with
the
bandana
I
can′t
stand
a
food
with
anything
but
Santana
What′s
the
first
name
in
champ?
It's
Carlos
And
to
that
man
I
propose
a
toast
In
the
sixties,
he
had
lotsa
freebie
sex
But
now
he′s
getting
down
with
the
DVX
Excuse
me
fellas,
am
I
to
understand
That
Carlos
Santana
has
made
a
champagne?
That's
right
mother
fucker,
here
try
it
Alright,
ah
shit
I
feel
alive
for
the
first
time
Each
sip
hits
my
lip
like
a
landmine
Without
Carlos
in
my
life,
I
was
living
a
lie
He
makes
his
guitar
weep,
but
his
champagne
cry
He′s
a
southwest,
tie-wearing
bolo-champ
Coming
straight
out
the
box
with
a
bowl
o'
champ
Yo,
he
a
beast
with
the
sugar
and
yeast,
mix
it
in
pots
Like
the
way
his
release
mixes
jazz,
blues
and
pop
Add
the
sauce
of
fusion,
his
ladies
super
deucing
Plus
he
teamed
with
Rob
Thomas
for
a
music
revolution
On
the
seventh
day,
it′s
been
said
God
rests
But
on
the
eighth
day,
he
made
the
DVX
Gentlemen,
gentlemen
what
is
all
the
hub-ub
about?
Carlos
Santana?
That's
right
I
see
you
Bitches
is
enjoying
my
sparkling
wine,
we
certainly
are
Well,
be
careful
because
this
shit
will
get
you
fucked
up
Bitch
I'm
like
no
other,
one
of
a
kind,
my
sparkling
wine
Santana
DVX
make
you
wanna
have
sex
I′m
rich
bitch,
I′m
having
my
chips
Get
laid
all
the
time,
by
seventies
chicks
Won
hella
Grammies,
bitches
throw
me
their
panties
I'm
prolly
your
daddy,
probly
nutted
in
your
mammy
I′m
a
Bay
boy,
city
life,
been
around
the
corner
Try
to
play
me
foul
and
my
vipers'll
run
up
on
ya
A
legend,
a
boss,
that′s
what
I
are
Accidentally
pimped,
tryna
be
killing
the
guitar
Not
young
enough
to
know
better,
but
young
enough
to
not
care
I
get
acting,
might
slap
a
bitch
with
my
hair
West
coast,
up
top
I
bang
that
shit
I
fucked
her
line
and
popped
Cristal
on
her
lip
Can't
stop,
won′t
stop
getting
my
bread
Packed
arenas
and
coliseums,
now
watch
me
shred
Oh,
Carlos
Santana
A
monkey
drank
a
bottle
and
learned
to
speak
A
squid
drank
a
bottle
and
became
a
freak
A
lion
drank
a
bottle
and
forgot
how
to
growl
A
horse
drank
a
bottle
and
fucked
a
cow
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1 Boombox
2 Who Said We're Wack?
3 Santana DVX (feat. E-40) [Edited]
4 Sax Man (feat. Jack Black) [Edited]
5 Lazy Sunday (feat. Chris Parnell) [Edited]
6 Normal Guy (Interlude)
7 Shrooms (Interlude)
8 Like a Boss
9 We Like Sportz
10 Dreamgirl (feat. Norah Jones) [Edited]
11 Ras Trent
12 Dick In a Box
13 The Old Saloon (Interlude)
14 Punch You In the Jeans
15 Space Olympics
16 Incredibad
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