Paperboys - Barcelona lyrics

(KapriCon:) On my way out from hitting this honey from last night I had to blast right, she was looking nasty in the sunlight Cruising down centrum in a aftermath tantrum Oh my god, interrupted by this honey And looking pretty good at that, she had a letter for Cap It said ma CritiCal was chilling in south of Spain Sowin' his oats with a lady, even her name was underlined in the note So that means that he was handling it fine, dontcha know I had to find him though, so I called up Vinnie on the phone He like: (Vinnie:) Watcha doing in the snow, bro? (KapriCon:) I said: Don't know man, but where you at? (Vinnie:) Barcelona! In the zone like I've finally found a home for this stona Traded all my kronas, it's all about pesetas and Coronas This bar? I'm the motherf**ing owner Made it out the coma, played it like I said Now I'm gone bro, 'lotta pretty ladies on my bo*er Went from half-a** to a cla**-act. Weed-aroma? Pa** that! Baby, got my feet up on the a**-crack Yo, you gotta love it while it lasts cap Sending you a ticket, that's that, we could kick it (KapriCon:) That's a fact! (chorus, KapriCon in parenthesis:) (I'm leaving) Where you gonna go? (Barcelona!) Anywhere it don't snow (sure) Feel the sun glow (ohh) Ladies looking like the models from a video Let'em know we're jumping (let's go!) (I'm leaving) So where you gonna go? (Barcelona!) Anywhere it don't snow (sure) Feel the sun glow (ohh) Ladies looking like the models from a video Let'em know we're jumping (let's go!) (KapriCon:) So now I'm in Barcelona, I'm lonely looking for a bar owner But I forgot to bring my f**ing note, bro So I'm sitting here somewhere, sipping my corona Thinking I'm a gonna, god damn an' I'm so f**ed And all I could remember was the name of the bar you opened up Babylon or something right? (Vinnie:) Yup, close it up (KapriCon:) I hire me a moped and goes for air I can't wait to hit the ocean and order a cold beer (Vinni:) Cool, now see that road there? (KapriCon:) Yeah. (Vinnie:) Yo, follow 3 blocks Make a left go straight through the old square Next turn, church on the left, you should go there Beach just below the stairs. And it's nice through the whole year You should see what the hoes wear Water so clear, so nice it ain't fair, yo but listen here Stay for some food and a jay, I'll come too Just let me get my keys Jose (chorus) I'm dreaming (Yeah, it's nice man) Barcelona Hollar at the ice, man (sure) Check the price man (ohh) It's how it is down here Smooth, oh, you wanna get up here? (Let's go!) I'm dreaming (I know it's nice, man) Barcelona Hollar at the ice, man (sure) Check the price man (ohh) It's how it is down here Fly, oh yeah, you wanna get up here? (Let's go!) (KapriCon:) Vinnie, guess what? (Vinnie:) What? (KapriCon:) I got the letter! (Vinnie:) Shii... (KapriCon:) I had it all along, I forgot that I had it in my sack for the draws (Vinnie:) Man, you slacking, dawg! (KapriCon:) Tell me something I don't know! (Vinnie:) He's getting married! (KapriCon:) What, lemme see what he wrote: (CritiCal:) Dear Cap, I guess it's been about a year now since we met each other or 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, hey, AA ain't funny. But how is you? Oh, guess what, by the way, I met this hot thing at the airport in Spain I'm getting married brother, man to this tall, dark skin half black, half latino Modeling chica, my baby Celina, wait till you meet her, but me? I quit working, started school, so mama's happy I'm studying anatomy at the academy in New Guinea, funny, huh? And Vinnie, how is he? I heard he moved to Barcelona Sipping coronas still living by the sea? Splendid! Nothing but love for what he be showing, I tell him, hey gimme my TV back, but you know him and those things Oh yeah, one more thing, to top it off, I'm having a baby due in June And I'm naming him after you, kinda cool huh? And I got to send you an invitation too, so love to my people man Well man, ain't no difference CritiCal, signing off, peace, hugs n' kisses PS. I gotta jet to my mistress... (KapriCon:) Damn... (chorus) (I'm dreaming) CritiCal's getting married (He's a gonna) S' cool, he'll be all happy (sure) About to be a daddy (ohh) It's a white wedding day Yo Cap, get your cups, bottoms up (let's go) (I'm dreamin') CritiCal's gettin married He's a gonna S' cool, he'll be all happy (sure) About to be a daddy (ohh) It's a white wedding day Yo Cap, get your cups, bottoms up (let's go)