The song "Maria Juana" is available on ITunes under artist names "Chingo Bling, Baby Bash, Down AKA Kilo or Big Tank". For more information on Maria Juana go to www.doperopas.com. For licensing opportunities email brian.thoryk@gmail.com Recording Vocals- Chingo Bling, Baby Bash, Down AKA Kilo, Big Tank Mariachi vocals- Juan Ignacio Producer, Song Writer, Guitar, Bass Guitar, beats- Brian Thoryk Acoustic Drums- Danny Thompson (Drummer for Face to Face) Percussion- Gilberto (Pollo) Zavala Mixing, accordion- Juan (Swifty) Zavala Mastering- Joe Bozzi (Bernie Grundman Mastering) Video Executive Producer- Brian Thoryk Director- Cristian "Concrete" Gutierrez Editing- Cristian "Concrete" Gutierrez, Jeff Kelly Lyrics Maria Juana She grows up in Tijuana And on the road to Hana Buy enough for La Semana (or maybe more) *mariachis sing If you run low, you gotta place to go Maria do you wanna, Simon Maria Juana She heats up like a Sana You smoke her when you wanna Peligrosa like Parana And you know you need permission Juana's an addiction That's why we roll with medical prescriptions Light it up Hit it slow Vuela like un pajaro Put it down and you say no Amo Maria Hit my G-pen Don't forget to load it again, load it up I Maria Maria Juana To grow she needs Solana She's Sexy like Madonna I'm in love with her Hermana Gotta know She kinda loca Her name's Maria Motta I need a little roche por la noche Break it Down Down Maria Juana A Smokin' Mexicana You hit it when you wanna She deal like, Tony Montana (Chu got it man) My favorite kinda weed All bud no stem and seed And a hit right now or two or three is all I need, it's all I need Wake and bake, drink some coco Desayuno, Loco Moco Now Almuerso eat fish tacos Con Maria Now it's time to hit it more and more That's how she keeps me broke and poor Nobody can afford to love Maria Maria Juana She grows up in Tijuana And on the road to Hana Buy enough for La Semana or maybe more If you run low, you gotta place to go Maria do you Juana, Simon, OK Maria Juana I'm smokin' Tropicana That lemon, cushy Ganja Got me higha than messiah And she only taste like fire Green as an Iguana We only smoke that fluffy No we never smoke that Caca Light it up Hit it slow Vuele like un pajaro Put it down and you say no Amo Maria Hit my G-Pen Don't forget to load it again I Maria Mr. Bogart ain't my friend He smokes Maria 'till the end Give her back right now, I raised Juana from the ground Gotta keep her hot and then she'll grow, love you back wit dat kilo She never breaks my Corazon amo Maria Maria Juana She grows up in Tijuana And on the road to Hana Buy enough for La Semana (and maybe more) If you run low, you gotta place to go Maria do you Juana, Simon Maria Juana Has somebody seen my joint around here...

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