lirik lagu mike will made-it – no more
[introduction: gucci mane & 2 chainz]
gucci: yah
2 chainz: tru!
gucci: talkin’ money
2 chainz: 2 chainz!
[chorus: feat. 2 chainz]
i don’t wanna go to mexico no more-more-more
there’s a big fat police man at my door-door-door (door-a!)
got me by the collar (collar!), got me for my dollars
i don’t wanna go to mexico no more-more-more (mo’-mo’-mo’, tell ’em!)
no more-more-more (tell ’em!)
i don’t wanna – i don’t wanna go no more-more-more (more, uh!)
got me for my dollars (dollars!), somethin’ in the water
i don’t wanna go to mexico no more-more-more (mo’-mo’-mo’, 2 chainz!)
[verse 1: 2 chainz]
told my migo “que pasa, i will see you on manana”
when i met him at the dock-a he had work, i had choppa’s (bow!)
i make bands with my partners, to me “old school” is prada
and i keep on k!llin’ p-ssy, so i ride around with doctors (tell ’em!)
and i can’t do this no-mo’! (no-mo’!)
goin’ to the store (uh!) i re-up and run out – make a hundred bands or more! (or mo’!)
i got bally’s on my toes (toes!), i’m barely on my toes (my toes!)
stack my money up so high, i got them standing on their toes! (d-mn!)
i get money, i f-ck hoes
i don’t wash clothes, i get new ones!
chains on, talkin’ about 2 of them
but today i’m wearing a few of them
used to trapping at that texaco
my plug is from mexico
my girl is professional (tru!)
i love the trap, x and o’s
[chorus: feat. 2 gucci mane]
i don’t wanna go to mexico no more-more-more (whip!)
there’s a big fat police man at my door-door-door (well)
got me by the collar, got me for my dollars
i don’t wanna go to mexico no more-more-more
no more-more-more
i don’t wanna – i don’t wanna go no more-more-more
got me for my dollars, somethin’ in the water
i don’t wanna go to mexico no more-more-more
[verse 2: gucci mane]
she don’t wanna go to mexico, but b-tch you finna’ go though! (b-tch!)
takin’ ??, me and mojo rockin’ purple label polo!
cookin’ dope in my pajamas, ?? for a baby mama
marijuana come from tijuana, trappin’ on the corner
creepin’ on the corner, run up on me – you’s a goner
i’m a loner, turn a n-gga to a f-ckin’ organ donor
all my migos drink coronas, and my goons – they like piranhas
if you got some big cojones – then i’m-a mail them to your mama
??, catching plays in oklahoma (yah!)
if you had came here two days sooner – then i could fulfill your order
she don’t wan’ go back to mexico, the feds are at the boarder
she’s a snorter mr. porter, i got bricks tapped to your daughter! (gucci!)
[chorus]
i don’t wanna go to mexico no more-more-more
there’s a big fat police man at my door-door-door
got-got-got-got me by the collar, got-got me for my dollars
i don’t wanna go to mexico no more-more-more
no more-more-more
i don’t wanna – i don’t wanna go no more-more-more
got me for my dollars, somethin’ in the water
i don’t wanna go to mexico no more-more-more
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