(Pop)
(Fizz)
What is that, Cristal?
No!
Dom P?
Hell no! This is that Carlos Santana champagne!
Oh shit! Santana DVX? That's my joint!
Mine too! But a lot of these bustas don't know about it
Well let's tell these motherfuckers!

As a kid, I used to lay awake and think:
"When was Santana gonna make a drink?"
But now I'm all grown and my dream came true
Santana champagne From him to you

From the heart of Napa Valley and the guitar king,
Comes a sparkling wine to make a blind man sing

Yo, it's the champagne (pronounced "champanya")
From the man with the bandana
I can't stand a food with anything but Santana

What's the first name in champ?
It's Carlos!
And to that man I propose a toast
In the sixties he had lots freebie sex
But now he's gettin' down with the DVX

'Scuse me fellas, might I understand that Carlos Santana has made a champagne?
That's right, motherfucker! Here, try it
Alright
(Pop)
(Fizz)
Aw, shit!

I feel alive for the first time
Each sip hits my lips like a land mine
Without Carlos in my life I was living a lie
He makes his guitar weep, but his champagne cry

He's a southwest, tie-wearing bolo-champ
Comin' straight out the box with a bowl o' champ
He's a beast with the sugar and yeast, mix it in pots
Like the way his release mixed jazz, blues, and pop

And the salsa fusion He's lady shoe producin'
Plus he teamed with Rob Thomas for a music revolution
On the seventh day, it's been said god rests
But on the eighth day he made the DVX!

Gentleman, gentleman, what is all the hub-bub about?
Carlos Santana?
That's right, I see you bitches is enjoyin' my sparklin' wine!
We certainly are
Well be careful, because this shit will get you fucked up! (Bitch! )

I'm like no other, one of a kind, my sparkling wine
Santana DVX, makes ya wanna have sex (Ooh! )
I'm rich bitch I'm having my chips
Get laid all the time, by seventies chicks

Won hella Grammies, bitches (?) throw me their panties
I'm probably your daddy, I probably nutted in your mammy
I'm a Bay boy, city life, been around the corna'
Try to play me foul and my vatos gon' run up ya

A legend, a boss, that's what I are
Accidentally pimped, tryin' a be killin' the guitar
Old enough to know better, but young enough to not care
I get actin' Might slap a bitch with my hair

West coast, up top I brang that shit
My sparkling wine will pop Cristal on her lip!
Can't stop, won't stop getting my bread
Pack arenas and coliseums, now watch me shred!

Uh!

A monkey drank a bottle and learned to speak!
A square drank a bottle and became a freak!
A lion drank a bottle and forgot how to growl!
A horse drunk a bottle, and fucked a cow!