Chronic

Lyrics

[Intro: That Mexican OT] (10Fifty, I love you) (Bankroll Got It) Ayo, is That Mexican OT? [Verse 1: That Mexican OT] Keep a bottle of Listerine on me, you talk crazy, I'm at your tooth I don't play no video games, you ain't 50 Cent, you ain't bulletproof Do his ass like Tupac when we shoot his ass, pussy, I got the juice See, I got Versaces on my frame and I got cow ass on my boots (Uh-huh) Woke up in the morning, smell a lil' cow shit and some fresh cut grass (Uh) Threw me in the water, bitch, I went fishing and caught a bass (Ugh) I'm a country boy, went straight to the city and came out with some cash In the stolo racin' with the laws, if you ain't first, well then, you last (Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, skrrt) I got Ricky Bobby money, I'll be shakin' and be bakin' I'm a ho-ass motherfucker, I'll rob lil' buddy naked My bitch bе thinkin' these hoes bе on my mind, but money what I'm thinkin' Lil' bitch I'm bankin', I stay on my grind, I ain't got no time for cakin' [Chorus: That Mexican OT] Bad bitches like this music and it make they booty bounce (Bounce, bounce) Fuck that bottle, ho, I'm in the club smokin' an ounce (Ounce, ounce) She stuck out her tongue and I seen two pills in her mouth You don't take her back to mama, you take this bitch to the South Bad bitches like this music and it make they booty bounce (Bounce, bounce) Fuck that bottle, ho, I'm in the club smokin' an ounce (Ounce, ounce) She stuck out her tongue and I seen two pills in her mouth You don't take her back to mama, you take this bitch to the South [Verse 2: Bravo the Bagchaser] Can't take this bitch to mama (No), can't show a bitch where I live (Where I live) Keep it on me, don't want karma for all the shit that I did (For what I did) Fuck Benihanas, call lil' mama, I'm pullin' up to the crib (Pullin' up) 'Fore I sleep, I bow my head 'cause I should be doin' a bid I be nuttin' in my bitch like I want another kid, huh (Kid) I can't get your wig done, split a nigga wig, uh, uh I'm with OT, we got chops sittin' in traffic (Traffic) I never had shit, now I live a life I couldn't imagine (Imagine) I got ratchet bitches and got bitches into fashion (Fashion) Got a four-door for the gang and bought a coupe just to go faster (Just to go faster) Damn (Damn), beat that pussy down all night, bitch, I don't need enhancements [Chorus: That Mexican OT] Bad bitches like this music and it make they booty bounce (Bounce, bounce) Fuck that bottle, ho, I'm in the club smokin' an ounce (Ounce, ounce) She stuck out her tongue and I seen two pills in her mouth You don't take her back to mama, you take this bitch to the South Bad bitches like this music and it make they booty bounce (Bounce, bounce) Fuck that bottle, ho, I'm in the club smokin' an ounce (Ounce, ounce) She stuck out her tongue and I seen two pills in her mouth You don't take her back to mama, you take this bitch to the South [Outro: That Mexican OT] You don't take her back to mama, you take this bitch to the South You don't take her back to mama, you take this bitch to the South