Tequila Sunrise
Barron Ricks Lyrics


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Word up, Tequila style eat the worm motherfucker
Tequila spice, hot nice
Feeling right, sipping on Jose Cuervo
Down in Tiajuana, Mexico
Thinking of the big score the night before
Met the connect, who was impressively dressed
In high fabrics
With troops like Babe Ruth, up on the mezzanine
Brandishing sub-machine guns, aye-yo
It's all about the money, son
Now that's the only reason
We came south of the border, to complete this work order
We gotta get it, no looking back, going all out for it
Ready to attack, die in a minute flat for it
As God is my witness, we got ditches
For all you motherfuckin fake bitches
It all boils down to the business
Nothing personal, when niggas acting like they helping you
I fuckin blast you like Frank Castle, motherfucker!

Tequila Sunrise, bloodshot eyes
Realize we're all born to die
So get the money nigga!
Tequila Sunrise, bloodshot eyes
Realize we're all born to die
So get the money nigga!

I never knew money like this, in the palm of my hand
'Til I met the man with mad hook-up, and big plan
Every where you look'a, he got everybody shook up
Running for cover, the big bad WOOF, motherfucker
He was like a father figure, show me the bigger picture
Fuck slingin' on the corner, don't let the pigs get you
Not like these fools who don't comprehend
You end up doing a twenty-five bit in the pen
You got that? Getting your cup, I took a swig
The bitter taste of the 'mezcal', free worm shit
Droppin' a lesson, he slapped my face, he said listen
Pay attention brotha, you're my ace, but don't ever question
Just do what I say, and you'll be rich
And keep this in your mind: rats lay in a ditch with no spine
Don't ever forget that golden rule in the game
Cheers, they all know your name, it's like fame
Why, women and money don't mix, like drinking an' driving
Watch those conniving women and keep your eye out
Always be aware of what's around you
They wanna down you, and fuckin clown you
Keep your shit in order the money won't stop
Pretty soon you'll be on top

Tequila Sunrise, bloodshot eyes
Realize we're all born to die
So get the money nigga!
Tequila Sunrise, bloodshot eyes
Realize we're all born to die
So get the money nigga!

Tequila Sunrise, with the bloodshot eyes
My, my, my, how time flies and goes by, surprise!
My mentor passed on and passed a warn to me, emergency
For my enemies who wanna murder me
Eat the worm, motherfucker, while you burn, motherfucker
Better kill me, don't let me return, motherfucker
Trust no man, cause I'll be back, you understand?
With a plan, and my ice in hand, I want it all
I recall the words from Jesus, you are the Juice
Better go get it, don't let it get to your head, embed it
Let these words stick, you better be ready to die
Now take a fucking sip, caution it, but I never lie

Tequila Sunrise, bloodshot eyes
Realize we're all born to die
So get the money nigga!
Tequila Sunrise, bloodshot eyes




Realize we're all born to die
So get the money nigga!

Overall Meaning

The song Tequila Sunrise by Barron Ricks is about the singer's experience in the drug trade in Mexico. He and his crew have come to Mexico to conduct business, and they are willing to do whatever it takes to get the job done. The lyrics describe the violence and danger that these drug dealers face, as well as the constant threat of betrayal by those around them.


The hook of the song, "Tequila Sunrise, bloodshot eyes, realize we're all born to die, so get the money, nigga!" provides a stark reminder of the stakes involved in this line of work. The singer is constantly on edge and knows that any misstep could be his last. The references to Babe Ruth, Frank Castle, and Jesus provide context for the singer's mindset, which is heavily influenced by baseball, comic books, and religion.


The song's structure, including the repeated chorus and spoken dialogue, adds to the tense atmosphere. The use of Spanish language in the lyrics and the mentions of Tijuana, Mexico add authenticity to the story being told. Overall, Tequila Sunrise paints a vivid picture of what life is like for those involved in the drug trade.


Line by Line Meaning

Word up, Tequila style eat the worm motherfucker
Let's drink tequila and eat the worm, motherfucker


Tequila spice, hot nice
Tequila is spicy and feels nice


Feeling right, sipping on Jose Cuervo
I feel good while sipping on Jose Cuervo


Down in Tiajuana, Mexico
We are currently in Tijuana, Mexico


Thinking of the big score the night before
Reflecting on the successful night we had before


Met the connect, who was impressively dressed
We met the person who can help us get what we want, and they were dressed well


In high fabrics
Wearing expensive clothes


With troops like Babe Ruth, up on the mezzanine
There are people with us who are strong and ready for anything, like Babe Ruth playing on the mezzanine level


Brandishing sub-machine guns, aye-yo
They are carrying sub-machine guns, 'aye-yo'


It's all about the money, son
We are doing this for the money, son


Now that's the only reason
Money is the sole motivation


We came south of the border, to complete this work order
We came here to finish a job


We gotta get it, no looking back, going all out for it
We have to get the job done, and we won't give up or look back


Ready to attack, die in a minute flat for it
We are ready to fight and even die for this job


As God is my witness, we got ditches
I swear to God we have planned for everything, even burials


For all you motherfuckin fake bitches
For all the fake people out there


It all boils down to the business
At the end of the day, it's just business


Nothing personal, when niggas acting like they helping you
When people pretend to help you, it's not personal


I fuckin blast you like Frank Castle, motherfucker!
I will shoot you like Frank Castle, motherfucker!


Tequila Sunrise, bloodshot eyes
Drinking tequila until our eyes are bloodshot


Realize we're all born to die
We all will eventually die


So get the money nigga!
Let's focus on getting the money


I never knew money like this, in the palm of my hand
I have never had this much money before


'Til I met the man with mad hook-up, and big plan
Not until I met the man with connections and a big plan


Every where you look'a, he got everybody shook up
Everyone is afraid of him


Running for cover, the big bad WOOF, motherfucker
He has a lot of power and people are scared of him


He was like a father figure, show me the bigger picture
He was like a mentor to me, who showed me the larger plan


Fuck slingin' on the corner, don't let the pigs get you
We should stop selling drugs on the street corner and avoid getting caught by the police


Not like these fools who don't comprehend
Not like the people who don't understand


You end up doing a twenty-five bit in the pen
They will end up getting a long jail sentence


You got that? Getting your cup, I took a swig
Do you understand? I took a sip of my drink


The bitter taste of the 'mezcal', free worm shit
The unpleasant taste of the mezcal with the free worm in it


Droppin' a lesson, he slapped my face, he said listen
He taught me a lesson and even slapped me to get my attention


Pay attention brotha, you're my ace, but don't ever question
Listen closely, my brother, you are important to me, but don't question my authority


Just do what I say, and you'll be rich
Follow my instructions and you will become wealthy


And keep this in your mind: rats lay in a ditch with no spine
Remember that those who betray others end up alone and spineless


Don't ever forget that golden rule in the game
Always remember the most important rule of the game


Cheers, they all know your name, it's like fame
Everyone knows who you are, it's like being famous


Why, women and money don't mix, like drinking an' driving
Women and money should not be mixed, like drinking and driving


Watch those conniving women and keep your eye out
Be careful of deceitful women and stay alert


Always be aware of what's around you
Stay alert of your surroundings


They wanna down you, and fuckin clown you
They want to bring you down and make fun of you


Keep your shit in order the money won't stop
Stay organized and the money will keep flowing


Pretty soon you'll be on top
You'll be successful soon


My mentor passed on and passed a warn to me, emergency
My mentor died and warned me of an emergency


For my enemies who wanna murder me
For my enemies who want to kill me


Eat the worm, motherfucker, while you burn, motherfucker
Eat the worm while you die


Better kill me, don't let me return, motherfucker
If you don't want me to come back, you better kill me


Trust no man, cause I'll be back, you understand?
Don't trust anyone, because I will return


With a plan, and my ice in hand, I want it all
I have a plan and I am determined to get everything I want


I recall the words from Jesus, you are the Juice
I remember the words of Jesus, that I am the chosen one


Better go get it, don't let it get to your head, embed it
Go and get what you want, don't let it affect your ego, allow it to become a part of you


Let these words stick, you better be ready to die
Remember these words, you need to be prepared to die


Now take a fucking sip, caution it, but I never lie
Take a sip, but be careful, I'm not lying




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Missing Link Music
Written by: Larry Muggerud, Louis M. Freeze, Senen Reyes

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