מילים לשיר Barcelona – Paperboys

On ma way out from hitting this honey from last night I had to blast right coz she was looking nasty in the sunlight
Cruising down Centrum in an aftermath tantrum I got interrupted by this Hun
And looking pretty good at that she had a letter for Kap It said ma man Critical was chilling south of Spain
Sowing his oats with a lady and even her name was underlined in the note, So that means he handled it fine, don't you know
I had to find him though I call up Vinnie on the phone, he like
What you doing in the snow, bro?
I don't know man, but where you at?
Barcelona, in the zone like I finally found a home for this stoner, Trader all my kroner, it's all about pesetas and coronas
This bar, I'm the mother fucking owner. Made it out the coma played like I said, now I'm gone, bro a lot of pretty ladies on my boner.
Went from half ass to a class act weed aroma
Pass that!
Baby got my feet upon her ass-crack
Yo you gonna love it while it lasts, Kap sending you a ticket that's that we can kick it,
That's fat! I'm leaving, where are you gonna go?
Barcelona, anywhere it don't snow
Feel the sun glow, ladies looking like they're models from a video,
Let them know we're drunk!
Let's go! So now I'm in Barcelona, a loner looking for a bar owner But I forgot to bring my fucking note, bro So I'm sitting in somewhere sipping my corona, Thinking I'm a goner and goddammit I'm so fucked, And all I can remember is the name of the bar you opened up Babylon or something, right?
Yep! Close it up
I hire me a moped and goes for it I can't wait to hit the ocean and order a cold beer
Cool, now see the road there?
Yeah?
Cool! Now, see that road there?
Yeah?
Yo follow three blocks, make a left, go straight through the old square
Next turn, church on the left, you should go there, Beach's just below the stairs and it's nice through the whole year You should see what the hoes wear water's so clear, so nice it ain't fair
Yo but listen here stay for some food and a J, I'll come too, just let me give the keys to Jose! I'm dreaming, yeah I know its nice man
Barcelona, Holla at the Iceman
Check the price man, that's how it's down there, fly all year, you wanna get a beer?
Let's go! Vinni guess what? I've got the letter, I had it all along, I forgot I had it in my sack full of draws!
Man you're slacking dog!
Tell me something I don't know
He's getting married
What, let me se what he wrote
Dear Kappa
I guess it's been about a year now since we met each other Well, spoken to one another damn brother man I miss you.
Still living in snow with thirty below? Heard that you weren't slurping no more you're AA, funny, but how is you?
Oh guess what, by the way I met this other dame At the airport in Spain, I'm getting married brother man
To this tall, dark skinned, half black, half Latino, modeling chica my baby Celina wait till you meet her, But me? I quit work and started school so mama's happy I'm studying anatomy at the academy of New Guinea funny, huh? But Vinni how's he?
I heard he moved to Barcelona sipping Coronas, still living by the sea, splendid.
Nothing but love for him you show him
Tell him to give my TV back but you know him at those things
Oh yeah and one more ting to top it off, I'm having a baby due in June And I'm naming him after you, kind of cool, huh? And I gonna send you an invitation too
So Love to my people, man, woman, ain't no difference
Critical signing off, peace smacks hugs and kisses
PS I'm gonna get to my mistress I'm dreaming, Critical getting married
He's a goner, It's cool, we're all happy
Sure, 'bout to be a daddy, it's a white wedding day
Yo Kap, get your tux, bottoms up
Let's go.