| Album | Title | Length | Video | Lyrics | Buy | |||
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 2 | Incredibad | Santana DVX (feat. E-40) | 2:35 | |||||
| 2 | Incredibad | Santana DVX (feat. E-40) | 2:35 |
The Dudes made an Album that came out in Feb 2009! You can buy it with just songs for cheap or with videos too (CD/DVD or iTunes deluxe edition) for slightly more.
What is that Crystal?
No
Dom P?
Hell no, this is that Carlos Santana champagne
Oh shit, Santanan DVX? That's my joint
Mine too, but a lot of these busters don't know about it
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 a sparkling wine to make a blind man sing
Yo, it's the cham-pagne from the man with the bandana
I can't stand a flute with anything but Santana
What's the first name in champ'?
It's Carlos
And to that man, I propose a toast
In the 60's he had lots of free-bee 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....awwww 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
Coming straight out the box with a bold-nosed champ'
Yo, he a beast with the sugar and yeast mixed in a pot
Like the way his release mix jazz blues and pop
And the salsa fusion he's lady-shoe producing
Plus he teamed with Rob Thomas for a music revolution
On the seventh day it's been said god rest
But on the eighth day he made the DVX
Gentleman, gentleman, what is all the hubbub about?
Carlos Santana?
That's right, I see you bitches is enjoying my sparking wine
We certainly are
Well be careful cuz this shit'll 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 70's chicks
Won hella grammys batches 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 vatos gonna run up on ya
A legend, a boss, that's what I are
Ask about me pimp, town I be killin the guitar
Old enough to know better but young enough to not care
I get active, might slap a bitch with my hair
Left coast, up top I bang that shit
My sparkling wine'll pop Crystal on her lip
Can't stop won't stop getting my bread
Pack arenas and coliseums now watch me shred
Ohhh, shreddah, Santana
A monkey drank a bottle and learned to speak
A square drank a bottle and became a freak
A lion drank a bottle and forgot how to growl
A horse drunk a bottle and fucked a cow