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That Mexican OT - Wockhardt Lyrics
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[ Featuring LE$ ]

(Gorilla on the track)
(G&B)
Yeah, uh-huh, boom
Where the f*ck my cup at?
(Uh) uh, B Don, pass me that right there, yeah
Ayy, yeah, look

Deuces and fours, I'm out here movin' slow (movin' slow)
Graduated up to them pints 'cause now we makin' more (more)
She said she want a cup, better be for sure
This shit here more than your rent, but go ahead and pour (go ahead)
Red cream soda (yeah), breakin' down a kush boulder (yeah)
Got your bitch as a roller (yeah), ride by smell the odor (yeah)
I ain't even gon' hold you, I been f*ckin' for months (been f*ckin' that bitch)
Say their life be a movie but don't do enough stunts (y'all don't do enough shit)
Hit the button, lift the trunk, let them hoes see the light
Know that 'Lac rollin' smooth, think she takin' a flight (takin' a flight)
Ridin' dirty, sippin' dirty, got my eyes super tight (yeah)
Yo, y'all rookies to this game, still be pourin' the Sprites (LE got it, motherf*cker)

Oh no, you can't stop this drank
I pour a trey in my Chick-fil-A lemonade while I'm gettin' paid
Oh no, you can't stop this drank
I pour a trey in my Chick-fil-A lemonade while I'm gettin' paid

I'm a smooth talkin' Texan Mexican, she like my country grammar
She a freaky lil' slut, she want me to f*ck every time
I'm pullin' out the camera, stepped on it
Hit the ho with the hammer, peanut butter jelly, I'm in the jammer
Sippin' Actavis out this baby bottle, but I ain't wearin' no Pamper
Drop it like it's hot, she shakin' ass like she a dancer
I'm a gentleman but I'll dick her down like I ain't got no manners
I'm Southside steppin', she like how I'm flexin', she like that I'm Mexican
You can tell by the way I talk, by the way I walk that I'm from Texas
Look, ayy, what it is, ayy, what it was
Kickin' back and cool sippin' out my double cup
Ayy, what it is, ayy, what it was
DJ Screw in my cup, dirty boy, I'm sippin' mud

Oh no, you can't stop this drank
I pour a trey in my Chick-fil-A lemonade while I'm gettin' paid
Oh no, you can't stop this drank
I pour a trey in my Chick-fil-A lemonade while I'm gettin' paid
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(Gorilla on the track)
(G&B)
Yeah, uh-huh, boom
Where the f*ck my cup at?
(Uh) uh, B Don, pass me that right there, yeah
Ayy, yeah, look

Deuces and fours, I'm out here movin' slow (movin' slow)
Graduated up to them pints 'cause now we makin' more (more)
She said she want a cup, better be for sure
This shit here more than your rent, but go ahead and pour (go ahead)
Red cream soda (yeah), breakin' down a kush boulder (yeah)
Got your bitch as a roller (yeah), ride by smell the odor (yeah)
I ain't even gon' hold you, I been f*ckin' for months (been f*ckin' that bitch)
Say their life be a movie but don't do enough stunts (y'all don't do enough shit)
Hit the button, lift the trunk, let them hoes see the light
Know that 'Lac rollin' smooth, think she takin' a flight (takin' a flight)
Ridin' dirty, sippin' dirty, got my eyes super tight (yeah)
Yo, y'all rookies to this game, still be pourin' the Sprites (LE got it, motherf*cker)

Oh no, you can't stop this drank
I pour a trey in my Chick-fil-A lemonade while I'm gettin' paid
Oh no, you can't stop this drank
I pour a trey in my Chick-fil-A lemonade while I'm gettin' paid

I'm a smooth talkin' Texan Mexican, she like my country grammar
She a freaky lil' slut, she want me to f*ck every time
I'm pullin' out the camera, stepped on it
Hit the ho with the hammer, peanut butter jelly, I'm in the jammer
Sippin' Actavis out this baby bottle, but I ain't wearin' no Pamper
Drop it like it's hot, she shakin' ass like she a dancer
I'm a gentleman but I'll dick her down like I ain't got no manners
I'm Southside steppin', she like how I'm flexin', she like that I'm Mexican
You can tell by the way I talk, by the way I walk that I'm from Texas
Look, ayy, what it is, ayy, what it was
Kickin' back and cool sippin' out my double cup
Ayy, what it is, ayy, what it was
DJ Screw in my cup, dirty boy, I'm sippin' mud

Oh no, you can't stop this drank
I pour a trey in my Chick-fil-A lemonade while I'm gettin' paid
Oh no, you can't stop this drank
I pour a trey in my Chick-fil-A lemonade while I'm gettin' paid
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Writer: Brandon Pitre, Gavin Luckett, Giovanni Tyrone Gardner Jr., Lester Walter Matthews, Ville Mostroem, Virgil Gazca
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.



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