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Santana DVX Lyrics
What is that, Cristal?
No!
Dom P?
Hell no! This is that Carlos Santana champagne!
Oh shit, Santana 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 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 in champ? It's Carlos
And to that man, I propose a toast
In the sixties he had lots of freebie sex
Now he's gettin' down with the DVX
Excuse me, fellas, am I to understand that Carlos Santana has made a champagne?
That's right, motherfucker! Here, try it.
Alright. Awwwwwwwwww shit!
I feel alive for the first time
Each sip hits my lips like a landmine
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
Yo he's a beast with the sugar and yeast
Mixed in a pot
Like the way his releases mix jazz, blues, and pop
And the source of fusion
He's lady's 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!
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!
(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 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
Old 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
No!
Dom P?
Hell no! This is that Carlos Santana champagne!
Oh shit, Santana DVX? That's my joint!
Mine too but a lot of these busters don't know about it.
Well, let's tell these motherfuckers!
When was Santana gonna make a drink?
But now I'm all grown and my dream came true
Santana champagne, from him to you
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
And to that man, I propose a toast
In the sixties he had lots of freebie sex
Now he's gettin' down with the DVX
That's right, motherfucker! Here, try it.
Alright. Awwwwwwwwww shit!
Each sip hits my lips like a landmine
Without Carlos in my life, I was living a lie
He makes his guitar weep, but his champagne cry
Comin' straight out the box with a bowl o'champ
Mixed in a pot
Like the way his releases mix jazz, blues, and pop
He's lady's shoe producin'
Plus he teamed with Rob Thomas for a music revolution
But on the eighth day he made the DVX!
(Bitch!)
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
Old 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
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
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these lyrics are fantastic
Okay, who has drank this wonderful beverage?
And it's a real drink!
Santana DVX? That's my joint! But man, this song is definitely my favorite Lonely Island song by far. I want some of this stuff, but I'm fairly sure it's on the expensive side.
This is the line that makes me love and laugh at these lyrics:
Excuse me, fellas, am I to understand that Carlos Santana has made a champagne? That's right, motherfucker! Here, try it. I feel alive for the first time Alright. Awwwwwwwwww shit! I feel alive for the first time Each sip hits my lips like a landmine
He just makes it sound like the most amazing drink you ever tasted in your life! Which was the point of the song, even though they're mocking Santana for making a champagne, they've also succeeded in tweaking your interest, regardless the Santana dvx is good or not. Most people just heard of this, and whether the Santana dvx is good or not, he got the good/bad publicity. I know I'd like to try a sip that hit's my lips like a landmine, if not just too see.... Publicity at it's best.... if Santana feels this as negative publicity, he should realize this is actually positive and really it gathers more people to try the DVX, 'just for the because'.