Santeria

I don't practice santeria, I ain't got no crystal ball
 Well, I had a million dollars but I, 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
 What I really wanna know, my baby
 What I really wanna say I can't define
 Well, it's love that I need oh, whoa
 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 gotta live it up, ohh, yeah, huh
 Well, I swear that I
 What I really wanna know, oh baby
 What I really wanna say I can't define
 But love makes me dull
 My soul will have to
 Ooh, what I really wanna say, my baby
 What I really wanna say is I've got mine
 And I'll make it, yes, I'm comin' up
 Tell Sanchito that if he knows what is good for him
 He'd 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
 What I really wanna know, my baby, oooh
 What I really wanna say is there's just one
 Way back and I'll make it, yeah
 Well, my soul will have to wait