True I wasn't born anywhere south of the border and I'm not a native to old Mexico But there's someone there makes my heart as though may to order And
. South of the border, Don't drink the water. Gonna have a good time tonight. Crazy from the heat and runnin' for the red light. Oh senorita. Have two tequila. Love
to reach her Need some understanding, a girl who ain't demanding A little bad behavior, she's gonna be my savior My knees are shakin', my
My people, my people, my people people p-people My people, my people, my people people p-people My people, my people, my people people p-people My people
They're just built that way We had kin livin' south of the border They're a little older and they've been around They wrote a letter, life here is a
up the door to my heart Much to my shame and to my surprise Now, when I look back, I search for a way To cross the border, back into your eyes And,
bottom at the tell Wait patient for my Haitian to hit me on the cell 'Cause my Haitian cartel they always work They even had shit when the Cubans were hurt My
{The story you're about to see, occurred along the main Trading route, on the border between the North and South At a small outpost called Red Clay Village
the touch, we let it fly I send my, salaam to my, entire squad Meiso hard, wherever you are, stay on your job Strugglin hard, to overcome the perils of life
They're comin across the border by the thousands everyday Lookin' for a better life in the good ol' U.S.A. Well, everybody's talkin' about the aliens
the dreams they had make me sad because of the vibes of them when one girl dreamt a fire in hers and then it happened to me and my family my bro's and
you feel me? Aiight then And to my fifth ward clique (how you like this) And to my dirty south thugs (how you like this) And to my westside niggas (yes you like this) And to my
this (".. and know that I love you..") keep this fly It's so much to life when you just stay black (10X) My people, my people, my people people p-people
the tell Wait patient for my Haitian to hit me on the cell Cause my Haitian cartell they always work They even had shit when the Cubans were hurt My
"The story you're about to see, occured along the main trading route, on the border between the North and South.. at a small outpost called Red Clay Village
South of the border Don't drink the water Gonna have a good time tonight Crazy from the heat and runnin' for the red light Oh senorita Have two Tequila Love