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Barcelona

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On my way out from hittin´
This honey from last night,
I had to blast right, she was lookin´
Nasty in the sunlight.
Cruisin´ down centrum in a aftermath tantrum
Oh my god, interrupted by this hunny, and looking pretty good at that,
She had a letter for
Cap, it said ma critical´ was chillin´ in south of Spain,
Sowin´ his oats with a lady,
Even her name was undelined in tha note,
So that means that he was handelin it fine, don´tcha know.
I had to find him though
So I called up Vinnie on the phone,
He like: Watcha doin´ in the snow, bro? I said: Don´t
Know man, but where you at?
Barcelona!
In the zone like I´d finally found a home for this stona.
Traded all my kronas, it´s all about the pesetas and coronas.
This bar? I´m the mother fuckin owner. Made
It out the coma, played it like I said,
Now I´m gone bro,
´lotta pretty ladies on my boner.
Went from
Half-ass to a class-act. Weed-aroma?
Pass that! Baby, got my feet up on the ass-crack.
Yo, you gotta love it while it lasts cap,
Sendin´ you a ticket, that´s that,
We could kick it, that´s a fact.
(chorus)
I´m leavin (where you gonna go?) Barcelona
Anywhere it don´t snow (sure)
Feel the sun glow (ohh)
Ladies lookin like the models from a video
Let´em know we´re jumpin (let´s go!)
I´m leavin (so where you gonna go?) Barcelona
Anywhere it don´t snow (sure)
Feel the sun glow (ohh)
Ladies lookin like the models from a video
Let´em know we´re jumpin (let´s go!)
So now I´m in Barcelona,
I´m lonely lookin´ for a bar owner,
But I forgot to bring my funny note, bro
So I´m sittin´ here somewhere,
Sippin´ my corona thinkin´ I´m a gonna,
God damn an´ I´m so fucked
And all I could remember was the name of the bar you opened up
, Babylon or somethin´ right?
(yup, close it up) I hire me a moped and goes for air,
I can´t wait to hit the ocean and order a
Cold beer.(vinni) Cool, now see that road there?
Yeah. Yo, follow 3 blocks, make a left go straight
Through the old square, next turn, church on the left,
You should go there beach just below the
Stairs. And it´s nice through the whole year,
You should see what the hoes wear,
Water so clear, so nice
It ain´t fair, yo but listen here,
Stay for some food and a jay,
I´ll come too, just let me get my keys
Jose
(chorus)
I´m dreamin´ (Yeah, it´s nice man) Barcelona
Hollar at the ice, man (sure)
Check the price man (ohh)
It´s how it is down here
Smooth, oh, you wanna get up here? (Let´s go!)
I´m dreamin´ (I know it´s nice, man) Barcelona
Hollar at the ice, man (sure)
Check the price man (ohh)
It´s how it is down here
Fly, oh yeah, you wanna get up here? (Let´s go!)
Vinnie, guess what? What? I got the letter!
Shii... I had it all along,
I forgot that I had it in my
Sack for the draws.
Man, you slackin, dawg! Tell me somethin´ I don´t know!
He´s gettin´ married!
What, lemme see what he wrote:
Dear Cap, I guess it´s been about a year now
Since we met each other or spoken to one another,
Damn brother, man I miss you.
Still livin´ in snow, with thirty below?
Heard that you weren´t slurpin´ no more.
Hey, AA ain´t funny.
But how is you? Oh, guess
What, by the way,
I met this hot thing at the airport in Spain,
I´m gettin´ married brother, man to this tall,
Dark skin half black,
Half latino modellin´ chica,
My baby Celina.
Wait till you meet her,
But me? I quit workin´, started school,
So mama´s happy,
I´m studyin anatomy at the academy in New Guinea,
Funny, huh? And Vinnie,
How is he? I heard he moved to Barcelona,
Sippin coronas still livin by the sea?
Splendid! Nothin but love for what he be showin´.
I tell him, hey gimme my
TV back, but you know him and those things.
Oh yeah, one more thing, to top it off, I´m having
A baby due in June,
And I´m namin´ him after you, kinda cool huh?
And I got to send you an
Invitation too, so love to my people,
Man, well man, ain´t no difference
CritiCal, signin´ off, peace,
Hugs n´ kisses,
Ps. I gotta jet to my mistress...
Damn...
(chorus)
I´m dreamin´ (CritiCal´s gettin married)
He´s a gonna
S´ cool, he´ll be all happy (sure)
About to be a daddy (ohh)
It´s a white wedding day
Yo Cap, get your cups, bottoms up (let´s go)
I´m dreamin´ (CritiCal´s gettin married)
He´s a gonna
S´ cool, he´ll be all happy (sure)
About to be a daddy (ohh)
It´s a white wedding day
Yo Cap, get your cups, bottoms up (let´s go)
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