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hardest ese ever - that mexican ot lyrics

[intro]
got five screens in your ’86 rivi’?
wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy
do you flip snow white quick, fast, in a jiffy?
wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy

[verse]
i got 21 bullets inside of this clip
and i’m ready to unload this b*tch
you a p*ssy ass boy so i would beat you up
but i know you gon run off and snitch (f*ck 12)
i’m a certified goon beat em up with them broom
sweep off do em just like a witch
i would run with that tool
put some deep in that pool
used to pullin triggers ion flinch
smoke his ass in the car
look like he in a hot box
my man never call
i stayed wit a hot glock
put it in his mata
now poppin it like some pop rocks
rockin on yo block and turnin it into my block (rah*rah)
knock his head off like a drop top got his brain
lookin like applesauce
if i hear you givin info to the popo
pull out the drako and knock his lips off (right on)
you a p*ssy ass boy so you actin like a feline
ion kick the front door ima creep from behind
gotta block hot when we throwin gang signs
ion know bout you but they know ima bang mine
i ain’t talkin bout pooh but they know that im sheisty
judge asked if i’m guilty i said b*tch i might be
south side steppin on em that’s some nike
i’m on they ass they better get wipey
like i’m on they back pocket that booty callin my name
knockin pieces off the wall i bet the neighbors know my name
she catch a nut like a glove i ain’t leavin no stains
she got that big? she talk n give her name
and we creepin grovin wit my demons
callin the lil boop cuz she carryin my s*m*n
irrry birrry fimini gemini blimini
i just made up some words and it sounded dope didn’t it
o.t it’s too big and i’m like b*tch i’m bout to fit in it and if that p*ssy dry then you know i gotta spit in it
like a serial k!ller you can say that i be k!llin it
cuz in the wheelchair jammin me nad he feelin it
i be countin like a g shot
big bank woe stomp em in the reebok
you know how it go
off a day with no soul
geekin off of the snow
you woulda thought it was a strip on
pushin up with the pole
got lil b*tches in the girls dome
bullets never in the gun its the airborne
rockstar rockin out wit a medal
i told shorty come and dance wit the devil
f*ck wit yo machinery guns
lookin like they came from the aliens
push up on yo ble picasso i started paintin it
body full of blood and them bullets gon have him drainin it
like a bunch on em and you know that i be spankin it
down south bay baby ask anybody ima dirty bay baby
that mexican o.t make them girls go crazy
i do it broad day lay him down in the pavement
i say bet make that p*ssy wet
ima big dawg wit a big bone
i want all of the smoke like cheech and chong
just doin that thang bang bang to his dome
you better get back wit that slap a hoe like a pimp
made a sl!ck back i ain’t really wit the chit chat
open it up and put yo sh*t back
ay yo that mexican o.t. wack his ass put him on tv
knock him out wip it out take a pee
and it’s free spm till the day he release (right on)
[outro]
got five screens in your ’86 rivi’?
wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy
do you flip snow white quick, fast, in a jiffy?
wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy
when you buy new tennies, do you spend one fifty?
wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy
do you smoke swisher sweets, or do you smoke phillies?
wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy

- that mexican ot lyrics

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