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 motherfucking owner
Made it out the coma, played it like I said
Now I'm gone bro, 'lotta pretty ladies on my boner
Went from half-ass to a class-act. Weed-aroma? Pass that!
Baby, got my feet up on the ass-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 fucking note, bro
So I'm sitting here somewhere, sipping my corona
Thinking I'm a gonna, god damn an' I'm so fucked
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)