Lyrics:
Do I give a fuck about the name
Say again texican, mad hatter
Mad rapper motherfucker from 10
Give a fuck about the name and the game
Or the shame
you, won't you let me take your hand? Yeah
And I'll love you like a Texican can, yeah
Don't get me misunderstood
I'm just trying to make you feel
YOU LET ME TAKE YOUR HAND
AND I'LL LOVE YOU LIKE A TEXICAN CAN
DON'T GET ME MUSUNDERSTOOD
I'M JUST TRYING TO MAKE YOU FEEL GOOD, BABY, YEAH
I FEEL
We gonna hop out the van like some Mexicans
We gonna come through smoke shit like we Texican
Tires roll on the block like it's Michelin
We gonna send
American people
Texicans, Mexicans, black man and Jews
They love this old world and they don't wanna lose it
They're counting on me and there counting
a Texican jail
What do you say? What about you?
Baby what cha gonna do, 'bout Mary Lou?
She died in Santa Rita
Billy shot it out in Alameda
It makes
where the Red River flows, on down to the Rio Grande
I was born a native Texican, and I'm proud to say that I am
Yeah, I like Texas, ain't it fine
I'm remembering ol' Waylon and good ol' Johnny Cash
Man they're an inspiration to what I am
But don't get me wrong, I'm still Texican to the bone
New York
To the girls in Texican, you gotta understand
That baby, I'm your man
I say, gimme, gimme good lovin' every night
(Yeah, you know it's
boarders like we half Mexican
Everything i do is big, shouldve been a Texican
Let me feed the camera lens, you're dripping all this melanin
I got so many
it
All the young dudes, in jail
Will remember when the laws are finally changed
And they'll wonder, 'bout Oscar
Who spent five years in a Texican jail
Overheard in a border town Saloon
Loosely translated from the Musical Bar Slang of
A Texican BASS, a New Mexican PIANO and an Irish HARMONICA
flesh again
I'm feeling mighty dandy I'm that prayer made texican
Go getting is a habit his joy I gotta have it
And If I don't get it how you think I'm
you then
But I sure know you now
It's a California roll
And a Texas dust bowl
Hot Summer tan
Meets this Texican
And Black leather boots
Vs. Country
York
To the girls in Texican, you gotta understand
That baby I'm your man
I say, gimme, gimme good lovin' every night
(Yeah you know it's alright now)
cancion esta garantizada
The Texican is gonna flex again
Gonna put that rhyme in your chest again
Am I representin' (True that!!)
(Come on Troy, do
and you
Not too much later
Texican alligator come through
Big 'ole grin, coal black stetson and 34 gold toofs
Tell me what you need
Tell me what you want
New York
To the girls in Texican, you gotta understand
That baby, I'm your man
I say, gimme, gimme good lovin' every night
(Yeah, you know it's
But the lord
Wants me to represent
That 3rd Coast
Texican
Slowpoke
That veteran
Buck Shot Pro
Exodus
Promote
For brown excellence
Ain’t for show
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