La Cantina lyrics

Song information

Artist: Lil' Rob
Album: High Till I Die: Remix 2000

Lyrics

What's up ese
Nah, last night was the bomb homey
Got fucked up ay
But I woke up with this biggest fucken head ache
Hungover like a fucken bitch
Never drinking again homeboy
Haha, yeah right

I usually wait til sunday to have my menudo
But it's saturday and I woke up all crudo
I think I had one too many shots of tequila
Mira, I heard I made a toast to mi vida
Left a big tip, mariachis took my grip
And the sad thing about it is I don't remember shit
Wait a minute, bartender can you pass me a limon
And a nice cold tecate, thank you, simon
Anyways, yesterday was the bomb all night long
Getting drunk off my ass, bottoms up on the glass
Presidente and coke, 1800's no joke
Had me feeling like I never felt before so pour some more
Til I hit the floor or stumble out the door
And when the bar closes, it's time to hit the liquor store
Drinkin tecates, or that beer that's mas fina
Taking shots of tequila while I'm la cantina
Sittin in la cantina
A latino con ojos como cochino
Downin a tequila, mira, bartender, let me get a round for everyone, jose cuervo 1800's til the bottle's done. sittin in la cantina
A latino con ojos como cochino, downin a tequila, mira, bartender, let me get a round for everyone, and when the bottle's done crack another one

I said I wouldn't drink no more, but this can't be true
Cuz it's not even noon and I already had two
One with my menudo, and one during the break
You want me to promise that I won't drink, but that's a promise I can't make
So suffering, hungover from the night before
But the only way to fix it is to drink some more
So did i? but of course what you think?
I'm sitting at the bar in front of beers and I won't drink
You gotta be kidding me, the buzz is hitting me
Got me feeling light-headed
I'm headed to the park where the homies spark
But they had some besto there tambien
A couple twelve-packs that they jacked
I'm feelin like there ain't no end
Everywhere I go there's alcohol til I fall
It's 7 o'clock, but will I make it to last call?
You vatos gonna be here for a while?
If so I'll see ya
But if not you know where I'll be homey, at the cantina
(Chorus)

Back in the cantina, sippin my cerveza
It's gonna be the same way as last night holmes, I bet ya
Primos and friends from one end to the other end
The wicked wicked wino, is getting drunk again
Stumbling, I'm wasted and it shows
And wouldn't be suprised if later on I'm throwing blows
Cuz that's the way it goes, and everybody knows
But I'll just relax and go with the flow
Bartender I'm ready for another shot and won't stop until I drop
Or until somebody calls the cops
My primo picked me up off the floor
And said "i think you've had a little bit too much to drink, I dont think you should drink anymore"
Draggin my body up the hill to mi cantone
The bar's five minutes away but it took me a hour to get home
I've learned my leason, rule number one of la cantina
Don't mix cerveza with tequila

Chorus

You know every weekend I say I'm never gonna drink again
But I'm always going back to the cantina with mi familia
I got something to tell all of you
Never mix cerveza with tequila
I'm warning you