I don't practice Santeria
I ain't got no crystal ball
Well, I had a million dollars but I'd
I'd spend it all
If I could find that Heina
And that Sancho that she's found
Well, I'd pop a cap in Sancho
And I'd slap her down
And I really want to know
My, baby, mm
And I really want to say
I can't define
Well it's love that I need
Oh, my soul will have to
Wait 'til I get back
Find a heina of my own
Daddy's gonna love one and all
I feel the break, feel the break
Feel the break and I got to live it up
Oh yeah huh I swear that I
That I really want to know
My baby
And I really want to say
I can't define
That love, make it go
My soul will have to
And I really want to say, my baby
And I really want to say, is I've got mine
And I'll make it, yes, I'm going up
Tell Sanchito that
If he knows what is good for him
He best go run and hide
Daddy's got a new .45
And I won't think twice to stick that barrel straight down Sancho's throat
Believe me when I say that I got something for his punk ass
And I really want know, my baby
What I really want to say is there's just one way back
And I'll make it, yeah
My soul will have to wait