When was santana gonna make a drink

From him to you. From the heart of Napa Valley and the guitar king, Comes a sparkling wine to make a blind man sing. Yo, it's the champagne pronounced "champanya" 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. But now he's gettin' down with the dvx. That's right, motherfucker! Here, try it. Pop Fizz Aw, shit! I feel alive for the first time. Each sip hits my lips like a land mine.

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. Comin' straight out the box with a bowl o' champ. He's a beast with the sugar and yeast, mix it in pots. Like the way his release mixed jazz, blues, and pop. And the salsa fusion. He's lady shoe producin' 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! Gentleman, gentleman, what is all the hub-bub about?

Carlos Santana? That's right, I see you bitches is enjoyin' my sparklin' wine! We certainly are. Well, let's tell these motherfuckers! 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 flute with anything but Santana What's the first name of champ?

That's right, motherfucker! Here, try it. Awwwwwwwwww shit! Gentlemen, gentlemen what is all the hub-bub 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! 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 Grammys, bitches throw me their panties I'm probably your daddy, I probably nutted in your mammy I'm a Bay boy, city life, been around the corner Try to play me foul and my vipers gon' run up on ya A legend, a boss, that's what I are Accidental pimp, trying to be killin' the guitar Not young enough to know better, but young enough to not care I get actin', might slap a bitch with my hair Left coast, up top, I bang that shit My sparkling wine'll pop 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. The Lonely Island Incredibad Album songs 1. Who Said We're Wack 2. Santana DVX Feat. Log In. Powered by CITE. Missing lyrics by E? Know any other songs by E? Don't keep it to yourself!

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