[South Mexican talking] Uh, yo, pick up the a little bit For my nigga, Filero on biatch Yo, what's up, up JC Man it's real man, we go
Park Mexican] I'ma to smoke, I'ma have to fucking toke Keep it in my lungs like an inside No damn hope, I loc the game Got married at the crack hotel in man Holler if you me, wet like willy Got my own island like that little Gilly And the dang Skipper, fucking that Could of played proball but I got Man I wouldn't kid you, throw dew Got a fine bitch in the more on the menu, I'ma get in you You Ms. America, I fucked Ms. Virginia I'm known to burst, skip go to Got the block hotter than your girlfriend I'ma the curbs with my brand new twenties Go buy some more cause to me just pennies I won two emmys, man I win Got so heat I could open up your pours Fresh out the county, fresh downy Now my mama high, cause she ate my brownies Now she tripping calling I'm sad cause she me a what a bad son But I it's gone wear off soon Do I do and just watch some cartoons I'm on calhoun, I feel used Cause a hoe just want to get in my of the loom I'm about the shrooms, I'ma the news SPM can't lose Hit the smooth, all night long I love mama on my arm Dopehouse charm, with the in it fuck Missy Elliot for one minute Then I be finished, I spinach like Popeye except a little different I sell reggie but I smoke ponic I got more bags than shoes and sonic Man I'm on it, I mean I'm on my Never love a bitch cause I just don't her Never popped the question, stay a bachelor I'm in the kitchen flipping with my spatula Do I have to, on the third chapter Talk with my when I come holler at you Call me the greaser, and a tweezer fuck with that nigga cause he's a Motherfucking killer out the Hilla, cocaine Get my shit off a eighteen My niggas, niggas, bar Now I'm flippers, large old flippers
[Chorus: Roll 80 vogues till them start clacking If you want to jack, I got for you Not the chimmy change for the and rice Then to the I need a 40 on some dice hustler, never caught sleeping Caught another case so I got to call my Got a fine chick look just like Latoya Run you out my city like Tennessee Oilers
[South Mexican] You can play hockey, I'ma hookie On the mic say that I'm the dookie They to shoot me, cause I'm making movies Went twice, buy ice and rubies I'ma eat at Lugies, save my She in a D cup cause I them boobies I'ma the tuna, shoes are puma I'ma go on vacation to Lagoona Cause I to scuba, on the island Aruba I'ma eat a of beans and I'ma play the tuba See I'm awful throwed, y'all should know I'm with a swamp thing and Papa Dough And he frozen, got the house on the ocean Fuck her in the ass some suntan lotion All in the open, where people see My nextdoor taking pictures of me I'm a man, I bought a house on the sand Bought the lot and told the get off of my land With my barbie, throw a party They want my autograph but I got a sharpie No more bacardi, I'm drunk I need some About to up bitch get the fuck off me But anyway man, them up, who is you You ain't my girlfriend, my girlfriend was wearing But you suck a good dick, so I won't say Then I saw the kissing on my boy Nick But he don't know ain't gone hurt him though But hold up when he hear this he'll be swoll Man, have to tell him that his album sucks And he buy it or even listen to it once So let it be a lesson any girl you meet her to the store and tell that bitch to brush her teeth