Since your mexican hers a few peso
That's why i'm in the club like fuck it, though
Girls come form a queue and show me all your fucking breasts
While i ride this maserati, rick and his best friends
Stuck her toungue out, flirted, played with his dick
These wussies pretending to stand big
And you aint got no breasts
Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments
If he keep going, pass the torch to him
You the best dressed with ya breasts showin'
And my name too big, and my gang too big
You're a divorced slut and you can't suck dick
Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,
Metaphor, chilling with better whores
Karl malone called her a little mexican, but he never won a chip
Here's my heart you can hold it, i won't need it on this road trip
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