[South Mexican talking] Uh, yo, up the music a little bit For my nigga, Filero on this Yo, up, what's up JC Man real man, here we go
Park Mexican] I'ma to smoke, I'ma have to fucking toke it in my lungs like an inside joke No damn hope, I loc the game Got married at the crack in south man Holler if you me, wet like willy Got my own island like that nigga Gilly And the Skipper, fucking that Ginger Could of played but I got injured Man I wouldn't kid you, throw dew Got a fine in the 6-0-2 more on the menu, I'ma get in you You watch Ms. America, I fucked Ms. I'm known to burst, go to church Got the block than your girlfriend penurch scrape the curbs with my brand new twenties Go buy some more cause to me they just I won two emmys, man I win Got so much I could open up your pours Fresh out the county, fresh like Now my mama high, cause she ate my brownies Now she calling 9-1-1 I'm sad cause she called me a a bad son But I promise it's wear off soon Do what I do and just some cartoons I'm on calhoun, I feel used Cause a hoe just to get in my fruit of the loom I'm about the shrooms, I'ma spread the SPM undefeated lose Hit the smooth, all night long I love mama on my arm Dopehouse charm, the diamonds in it I'ma fuck Elliot for one minute Then I be finished, I smoke Just like except a little different I sell reggie but I hydro ponic I got more brown bags than shoes and Man I'm on it, I mean I'm on my love a bitch cause I just don't trust her Never the question, I'ma stay a bachelor I'm in the kitchen cookies with my spatula Do I have to, on the third chapter Talk with my glock when I holler at you me the greaser, roach and a tweezer Don't fuck with that nigga cause a Motherfucking out the Hilla, cocaine dealer Get my off a eighteen wheeler My niggas, niggas, bar Now I'm packing flippers, old flippers
scratching] Roll 80 vogues till them hoes start If you to jack, I got something for you Not the change for the beans and rice Then to the store I a 40 on some dice hustler, never caught sleeping Caught another case so I got to call my Got a chick that look just like Latoya Run you out my city like them Tennessee
[South Mexican] You can play hockey, I'ma hookie On the mic say that I'm the dookie trying to shoot me, cause I'm making movies Went gold twice, buy ice and eat at Lugies, save my doobies She in a D cup cause I bought them I'ma take the tuna, are puma I'ma go on vacation to Lagoona Cause I to scuba, on the island Aruba I'ma eat a bowl of beans and I'ma the tuba See I'm awful throwed, y'all also know That I'm a swamp thing and Papa Dough And he frozen, got the what house on the Fuck her in the ass some suntan lotion All in the open, people could see My nextdoor neighbor's taking of me I'm a powerful man, I bought a on the sand Bought the lot and the cops get off of my land With my barbie, I'ma a party They want my but I don't got a sharpie No more bacardi, I'm drunk I need some About to throw up bitch get the off me But anyway man, hold 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 bitch on my boy Nick But what he don't know ain't gone him though But hold up when he hear this song he'll be Man, I'ma have to tell him his album sucks And he shouldn't buy it or even to it once So let it be a lesson any girl that you Take her to the store and tell that to brush her teeth