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lirik lagu that mexican ot & sauce walka - shout down

[intro: that mexican ot]
uh~huh, uh~huh, uh~huh
yeah, uh~huh, uh~huh, uh~huh

[chorus: that mexican ot]
i’m in this lowrider, i got this dope fired up
can’t n0body tell me sh~t, i got this .45 tucked
i had your block on shut down and had your bro tied up
i introduced your b~tch to cocaine, now that ho wired up

[verse 1: that mexican ot]
i be steppin’ on ’em in some alligator
made the glock bust quick, i’m a m~st~rbator
cut ’em up and they had to hit ’em with the staple
i’m keepin’ it real like i’m half of april
may i ask, what the f~ck is inside of them jeans?
when you feel like a freak, i hear my phone ring
i feel like i’m bibby ’cause i’m ’bout the green
i f~ck with hogs that eat up kings
i would beat him up, but you see these rings
so we can leavе, but let him meet the tint
caught his ass by hisself, lookin’ likе lunch meat
blow a hole in his face, now he look like a o
but he missin’ a h and a e, he a ho
if i want it, i have ’em, they get on the floor
get him zipped up with a tag on his toe
caught his b~tch~ass daddy right at the store
homie tellin’ cj, “let him make it, let’s go”
he had jumped in the bimmer, they follow with heaters
bald~ass b~tch actin’ like he a diva
you a ho like your daddy, it’s in your demeanor
if i see you again, you get smoked like sativa
walk around with a stick, feelin’ like derek jeter
all this green in my pants, got me lookin’ like peter
[chorus: that mexican ot & sauce walka]
i’m in this lowrider, i got this dope fired up
can’t n0body tell me sh~t, i got this .45 tucked
i had your block on shut down and had your bro tied up
i introduced your b~tch to cocaine, now that ho wired up (ooh~wee, ooh~wee, ooh~wee)

[verse 2: sauce walka]
pure codeine by the case load, went overseas for the pesos, holdin’ the draco
she better let go my eggo ‘less she wanna buy me some syrup and fly me to caicos
louis v jeans with the state flow, i put the crease in the denim like we did a ninefold
bl!ckin’ a hater, his eyes closed
should’ve did thabo, snitchin’~ass n~gga tell 5~0 (ayy)
got pretty women, it pay (pay)
ambient lights in the lane (lane)
713, more to spray (spray)
my country good like cocaine (cocaine)
never stop turnin’ up at the bank (bank)
wake up to benjamin franks (franks)
we in the jet and you ain’t (ain’t)
sorry, lil’ pimpin’, you late (late)
thinkin’ ’bout buyin’ a whip tomorrow (ooh), sh~t, i’m thinkin’ of buyin’ a plane (a plane)
call my lawyer, he whoop them charges, bro got me beatin’ the case (the case)
1~9~7~2 chevrolet (‘let)
sauce really havin’ his way (i’m sauce)
t~e~x~a~s, motherf~cker (texas), no question who reppin’ the state
[chorus: that mexican ot & sauce walka]
i’m in this lowrider, i got this dope fired up (ooh~wee)
can’t n0body tell me sh~t, i got this .45 tucked (murder)
i had your block on shut down and had your bro tied up (grrah, grrah)
i introduced your b~tch to cocaine, now that ho wired up (ooh~wee, ooh~wee, ooh~wee)

[outro: sauce walka]
sh~t
yee~hoo
ooh~wee
ooh~wee
ooh~wee

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