lirik lagu that mexican ot & bravo the bagchaser - chronic
[intro: that mexican ot]
(10fifty, i love you)
(bankroll got it)
ayo, is that mexican ot?
[verse 1: that mexican ot]
keep a bottle of listerine on me, you talk crazy, i’m at your tooth
i don’t play no video games, you ain’t 50 cent, you ain’t bulletproof
do his ass like tupac when we shoot his ass, p~ssy, i got the juice
see, i got versaces on my frame and i got cow ass on my boots (uh~huh)
woke up in the morning, smell a lil’ cow sh~t and some fresh cut grass (uh)
threw me in the water, b~tch, i went fishing and caught a bass (ugh)
i’m a country boy, went straight to the city and came out with some cash
in the stolo racin’ with the laws, if you ain’t first, well then, you last (uh~huh, uh~huh, uh~huh, skrrt)
i got ricky bobby money, i’ll be shakin’ and be bakin’
i’m a ho~ass motherf~cker, i’ll rob lil’ buddy naked
my b~tch bе thinkin’ these hoes bе on my mind, but money what i’m thinkin’
lil’ b~tch i’m bankin’, i stay on my grind, i ain’t got no time for cakin’
[chorus: that mexican ot]
bad b~tches like this music and it make they booty bounce (bounce, bounce)
f~ck that bottle, ho, i’m in the club smokin’ an ounce (ounce, ounce)
she stuck out her tongue and i seen two pills in her mouth
you don’t take her back to mama, you take this b~tch to the south
bad b~tches like this music and it make they booty bounce (bounce, bounce)
f~ck that bottle, ho, i’m in the club smokin’ an ounce (ounce, ounce)
she stuck out her tongue and i seen two pills in her mouth
you don’t take her back to mama, you take this b~tch to the south
[verse 2: bravo the bagchaser]
can’t take this b~tch to mama (no), can’t show a b~tch where i live (where i live)
keep it on me, don’t want karma for all the sh~t that i did (for what i did)
f~ck benihanas, call lil’ mama, i’m pullin’ up to the crib (pullin’ up)
‘fore i sleep, i bow my head ’cause i should be doin’ a bid
i be nuttin’ in my b~tch like i want another kid, huh (kid)
i can’t get your wig done, split a n~gga wig, uh, uh
i’m with ot, we got chops sittin’ in traffic (traffic)
i never had sh~t, now i live a life i couldn’t imagine (imagine)
i got ratchet b~tches and got b~tches into fashion (fashion)
got a four~door for the gang and bought a coupe just to go faster (just to go faster)
d~mn (d~mn), beat that p~ssy down all night, b~tch, i don’t need enhancements
[chorus: that mexican ot]
bad b~tches like this music and it make they booty bounce (bounce, bounce)
f~ck that bottle, ho, i’m in the club smokin’ an ounce (ounce, ounce)
she stuck out her tongue and i seen two pills in her mouth
you don’t take her back to mama, you take this b~tch to the south
bad b~tches like this music and it make they booty bounce (bounce, bounce)
f~ck that bottle, ho, i’m in the club smokin’ an ounce (ounce, ounce)
she stuck out her tongue and i seen two pills in her mouth
you don’t take her back to mama, you take this b~tch to the south
[outro: that mexican ot]
you don’t take her back to mama, you take this b~tch to the south
you don’t take her back to mama, you take this b~tch to the south
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