lirik lagu cartel bo & that mexican ot - tha kitchen
[intro: cartel bo]
ha~ha, yeah
cartel
(chamberlain, he’s got it)
ha~ha, yeah (ha~ha)
for real
(fred, shoot, fred, shoot)
[verse 1: that mexican ot]
i’m rockin’ polo mixed with that persona
mini draco in the backpack, kick it like it’s ronald
get the drac’ or a mic, let it sing like “la bamba”
i bust down my t~~th, gave a f~ck ’bout a honda
in the escalade v, pickin’ up someone mama
push up with some movie clips, ensue the drama
in atlanta, ’bout to f~ck up a comma
if he don’t give the money, then i’m causin’ trauma
on the beat, swear that i’m gettin’ jiggy
double the twenty~five into a fifty
and use it to hit some cocaine off somе titties
party hard like it’s 2004 at diddy’s
i be with johnny dang, scrеamin’ out, “f~ck denny’s”
“f~ck you, ot,” nah, come f~ck with me
new crib, got me feelin’ like ti~ti~timmy
tied his body on the hood, ran him over with a hemi
curly hair with a taper fade, b~tch, i’m heavy weight
thuggin’ in the hood, mama tellin’ me there’s a better way
put it in his face, i’ma have him wishin’ for better days
“i was just playin’, ot,” b~tch, i don’t never play
movin’ with a dirty k, i’ma go and let it spray
on the wockhardt, got me movin’ like a turtle race
put a bag on your head, throw it like a b~tterface
please believe me, i mean every word i say, grrt
[chorus: cartel bo]
you tryna get it, we sellin’ chicken and biscuits, welcome to popeyes chicken (yeah)
jewelry expensive (ha~ha), i ain’t get this from no pension, i bought this sh~t out the kitchen (yeah)
more racks than tennis, my conversation expensive, you better talk to my dentist (oh yeah)
push the weight off like i’m liftin’, calculate digits, cuz keep a pole like he fishin’ (yeah)
money and b~tches, we don’t walk around with no henchmen, he came with us, he gon’ k!ll sh~t (nah)
come with conditions, you get around all this dripping, you just might find yourself pimping
you want the digits, keep asking to put on a mission, but your stupid ass won’t even listen (ha~ha~ha)
don’t get to trippin’, this money get dropped off in shipments and this sh~t just might go the distance
[verse 2: cartel bo]
fool, you ain’t hear that i was so cool, i can go to the pool and the water don’t move (move)
i’m giving game like i own a few schools (ha~ha)
i’m in the lane where they loan out the tools (loan)
i own the lane where the prostitutes use (yeah)
don’t hurt your brain chasin’ me, blow a fuse (hey)
i run the game, the controllers on cruise (nah)
gon’ be in pain tryna play me and lose
stop it, you with a boss, i’m chargin’ to talk (hey)
my pockets on full, they go, “huh,” like i’m ross
if they had my hands, they might cut they hands off (hey)
you need a golf cart just to go ’round my house (yeah)
this type of truck i’m in can transform and talk (talk)
get turned on by money, might turn to the hulk (hulk)
i know some big dogs who just bite, they don’t bark
designer on me, man, like my name tony stark (ha~ha)
i might write a book titled how to go get it (ooh)
i got the look that say, “get to the business” (yeah)
you wanna cook? get the proper equipment
dope in they nails and it’s so finger~l!ckin’ (mm)
i talked to nasa and they told me, “houston, we don’t have a problem ’cause bo really drippin'”
i’m with the gators and sharks, eatin’ fishes
let me put you on to somethin’ real quick, n~gga
[chorus: cartel bo]
you tryna get it, we sellin’ chicken and biscuits, welcome to popeyes chicken (yeah)
jewelry expensive (ha~ha), i ain’t get this from no pension, i bought this sh~t out the kitchen (yeah)
more racks than tennis, my conversation expensive, you better talk to my dentist (oh, yeah)
push the weight off like i’m liftin’, calculate digits, cuz keep a pole like he fishin’ (yeah)
money and b~tches, we don’t walk around with no henchmen, he came with us, he gon’ k!ll sh~t (yeah)
come with conditions, you get around all this dripping, you just might find yourself pimping
you want the digits, keep asking to put on a mission, but your stupid ass won’t even listen (yeah)
don’t get to trippin’, this money get dropped off in shipments and this sh~t just might go the distance (yeah)
[outro: cartel bo]
ha~ha, yeah
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