Eating barbaqued iquana, smoking lots of marijuana, bangin a girl named Donna, observing all the flora and fauna, bakin it in a sauna, show y'all the wrath of my huricarana, and that's all the words I can think that rhyme with Tijuana. I do wish I was in Tijuana, then at least it wouldn't be fuckin' 60 degrees one day and a fuckin' blizzard the
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