02.02.99
That Mexican OT
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(Skelez, oh my God) Can't nobody tell me shit 'cause I got cutters, motherfucker Bitch, I'm Virgil 'til I die, no, I can't be nobody other Told my chopper that the only thing we got is just each other I'm the type that need the walls up when they bowling 'cause I'm gutter (uh-huh, uh-huh) I ain't fucked your sister, bitch, I'm just a motherfucker Nah, I'm lyin', I knocked her ass down too and we got in lots of trouble, ugh "F*ck Mexican OT and f*ck his raps, he's just a bitch" Ho, I'm Virgil 'til I die, and, oh, yes, sir, I'm with the shits (fah, fah, fah, fah) On 288, swingin' elbows like I'm in the UFC My chopper got a mind of its own, so if it shoot, it ain't on me I stay after F because I'm a G Bad bitch with me, she stay on fleek Miami Heat, up and shoot, shoot a three Call my chopper "Kick" because it knock out a knee Yes, bitch, I'm cut throat, no love, ho We gon' get 'em done, foe Hop out with these sticks, I told my tio, "Let that mug blow" Mismatch my designer, got me feelin' like I'm Lud Foe If the bitch can't afford my watch Then I ain't got time for a itty-bitty broke ho (uh-huh, uh-huh) Ayo, is that that Mexican OT? Can't nobody tell me shit 'cause I got cutters, motherfucker Bitch, I'm Virgil 'til I die, no, I can't be nobody other Told my chopper that the only thing we got is just each other I'm the type that need the walls up when they bowling 'cause I'm gutter (uh-huh, uh-huh) I was deep in that water, swimmin' with them fishes Them crash dummy missions, I was jumpin' fences I came out of the mud like a victim of ditches Everywhere I go, got a Glock in my britches Cut 'em up, now the doctor givin' 'em some stitches A beam on the yopper, I ain't never missin' Double Ds on the cutter, Nina got extensions In the Southside of Texas, double cup, we sippin' Southside steppin', I'm player made I pour up a four, mix it with Minute Maid If it's drama you want, we pull up where you stay I ain't callin' 'em 'cause I want deep hitter stains Ready for war, I'm strapped up like a soldier The toolie gon' knock his head right off his shoulder I'm actin' a fooley while pushin' a stolo My grandma make cookies, they got me on slow-mo Virgil, you have everything under control It is all in your mind The world is now in your hands Finish him Can't nobody tell me shit 'cause I got cutters, motherfucker Bitch, I'm Virgil 'til I die, no, I can't be nobody other Told my chopper that the only thing we got is just each other I'm the type that need the walls up when they bowling 'cause I'm gutter (uh-huh, uh-huh)
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Written by: Adrian Lara, Gregory Davenport, Joshua Roy, Virgil Gazca
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