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lirik lagu mg lil bubba, ytb fatt & that mexican ot - hit the road

[intro]
hit the road, jack, and don’t you come back
no more, no more, no more, no more
hit the road, jack, and don’t you come back no more (dipson, cook that sh~t, what you say?)

[verse 1: that mexican ot]
i got an emo ’bout to deepthroat while we jammin’ some screamo
i might not like it, but if she like it, i go with the flow like the frio river
bank with me and get the shivers
freaky b~tch, tongue like a lizard
she want some takeout d~ck for dinner
box it up and i deliver
i left my last b~tch patrón, don’t treat me like i’m average
you know what’s happenin’, pulled out my nuts and told hеr catch this
this an opp pack mix, and, oh, yes, sir, i’ll pass on cat p~ss
put that yopper to his topper, makе him bounce like a mattress
sw~ngers on my whip, say, “oh my god, he super crippin'”
if you ain’t get the memo, b~tch, just know i’m super pimpin’
i’m the one your mama said to stay away from, i’m explicit
but i sl~t her out and now she givin’ head that’s so exquisite
if it ain’t ’bout money, then it don’t matter, i’m the sh~t inside a pamper
fresh to death just like i’m dapper, i’m a gangster and a rapper
black and white b~tch look like panda and she like my country grammar
shout out my b~tch in alabama, p~ssy good, i chalk to slap her

[verse 2: ytb fatt]
woo, shout out my b~tch new titties, that p~ssy come with a p~ssy ring, huh
told my young n~ggas put on they mask before they hit any scene
every time i get somethin’ smacked, somebody record the scene
i just told this ho i’m too d~mn pimpin’ for a wedding ring
i got p’s in az, i get the— from ot
before i got it, i gave my mama address before they’d front me
can’t play with this money, i love mexican bunnies
they gon’ take my life if i come up short, can’t play with they shmoney
bad b~tch came iconic, huh, stretch the pack, pump it, huh
mexican b~tches bump me, in savannah goin’ fast like sonic (ferrari)
young n~gga get to the money, twenties, pink fifties, blue hundreds
they caught him out of bounds, huh, flipped him like an omelette
[interlude: ytb fatt]
hit the road, jack
no more, no more, no, tsh
hit the road, jack
come back
tsh, tsh, tsh, huh

[verse 3: ytb fatt & mg lil bubba]
i hit the road with hoes, i’m pimpin’, come back with p~ssy cheese, huh
may the best ho win, who gon’ pay the biggest hoin’ fee? huh
if i said it, i ain’t playin’ no games, fully knock you off your feet
told that b~tch i don’t like my cheese any kinda way, i like my money neat
they can’t shine like me (hoo), i’m tryna shine like meek
four hundred and fifty before 10k came, ain’t have the time to think, huh
and my young n~gga get your face card gone for a diamond ring
bad b~tch my biggest fan, so i made her hit her knees (yeah)

[verse 4: mg lil bubba]
watch how i go in lenox, i made it jump like a trampoline (‘line)
i don’t wanna talk on the phone unless that b~tch want chingy~ching (ching)
i don’t even like when the label need meetings, goin’ strong on these n~ggas like creatine
gun on top my lap, the world finna end, i know it was made for me
these ho~ass n~ggas can’t block me, but i got it up, so i went and saw wafi, yeah (wafi)
four in a funny cup, she knocked it over, i went in her pockets (pockets)
i feel like weezy wee, the sky the limit, i been tryin’ (tryin’)
put that bank on top his head, what the f~ck he think? i bought his mind (mind)
movin’ sh~t like kitchen, i be with foxes when i’m out in memphis (kitchen)
fatt, let me get it, i’m with the cowboy k!llin’ (k!llin’)
in the country sippin’ some drank, after these shows, we goin’ fishin’ (fishin’)
yeah, chopper sittin’ on my lap, pick a b~tch up and these n~ggas finished (grrt)
shout out my ho in memphis (memphis), yeah, another twenty grand in my britches (britches)
yeah, the plug threw me like fifty ‘bows, i ran off thinkin’ he gifted (gifted)
i connect a n~gga like wi~fi, she gon’ f~ck me ’cause i’m gettin’ it (gettin’ it)
big~booty b~tch with her mouth wide, threw a rubber band on them titties (ching)
[outro: mg lil bubba]
hit the road, jack, and don’t you come back
no more, no more, no more, no more
hit the road, jack, and don’t you come back
no more, no more, no more
hit the road, jack, and don’t you come back
no more, no more, no more, no
hit the road, jack, and don’t you come back
no more, no more, no more
no
hit the road, jack, and don’t you come back
no more, no more, no more, no more
hit the road, jack, and don’t you come back no more (what you say?)

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