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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...