Eins, zwei, drei, uno!

Oh, is that what they're calling it now?
Small town, uh big mouth
Well all I got is honesty
Hard-working girls always come on to me
I guess I got to go
See you when I'm back from, Mexico (what's up buddy?)
Don't hate if you can't relate
To this SVN/BVRNT stylee street parade

I don't wanna be your man no more
I wanna make love to a whore
Ensenada on my mind

—nada
—na—na—nada
—na—nada
—nada

And as the day is long
Something I can promise ya
That if I was the motherfuckin' President
I'd hire twenty strippers for my cabinet
Shotout, bumouts need not apply
If you never hear another word
You know the reason why

There's something you should know
I declare you're stoked

I don't wanna be your man no more
I wanna make love to a whore
Ensenada on my mind, woah
I don't wanna be your man no more
I wanna make love to a whore
Ensenada on my mind
I don't wanna be your man no more
I wanna make love to a whore
Ensenada on my mind, oh

I don't wanna be your man no more
No quiero sentir tu amor
Ensenada en mi mente

There's something you should know
I declare you're stoked (—nada)
There's something you should know (—nada)
I declare you're stoked (—na-na, —na-na-nada)
There's something you should know (—nada)
I declare you're stoked (—nada)
There's something you should know (—na-nada)
I declare you're so stoked
Haha (Georgie, open your eyes!)