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[Intro: Money Man & That Mexican OT] Yeah, yeah, y'all already know what the fuck goin' on, man (Money, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) Money (Money, money, money, money) Money, money, money, money Money, money, money, money, money, money, money (Ayo, is that That Mexican OT?) [Verse 1: That Mexican OT] I got a thirty ball in these jeans, the fuck you mean, lil' bitch, I'm broke? She sucked dick at the last show, but at this show, we banned the ho Sometimes I feel like Lieutenant Dan 'cause I just can't stand a ho This gun too big for a potato, I need me a cantaloupe (Pеw, pew) Uh, cowboy in the Cadillac, front seat look likе a saddle (Uh-huh) I'm killin' snakes, make 'em into boots and a keychain with the rattle (Uh-huh, uh-huh) I got somethin' that's inside the trunk that thump and make it rattle (Uh-huh, uh-huh) Shotgun pump him, leave him slumpin' (Uh-huh), open up his Adam's apple, ayy (Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh) Frrt, frrt, frrt, frrt, bitch, that's how I'm steppin', ho Big Crips in Zone Seven, who the fuck you think you checkin', ho? (For real) At age thirteen screamin', "Fuck 12" with a MAC-11, ho (Grrt) I make them junkies beg for more when I hit 'em with that antidote [Chorus: That Mexican OT] Uh, uh, uh, uh, bitch, that's how I'm swaggin' on 'em Uh, uh, uh, uh, she gon' put that wagon on me Uh, uh, uh, uh, cha-ching, I'm poppin' tags up on 'em Treat his bitch ass just like business, I'ma go on and stand up on him [Verse 2: Money Man] Please don't talk too much around me, cook some food and do them dishes We gon' spray some shit for sure when we come through with blitz with switches I just bought a matchin' Cyber Tes', come see how I'm livin' I just walked in Louis and spent a forty, come see how I'm spendin' Only workin' out I'm doin' is movin' this weight like LA Fitness I ain't tryna cuddle, I'ma kick that bitch out when I'm finished You hear that monster in my vehicle when I crank up my ignition Got all my chains on in the band, I ain't have to get permission Nigga, pussy boy, we took your shit and you ain't say a word On them 'shrooms and Casa Azul, I swear that night, it was a blur Got them youngin's steppin' like Melly and Von, don't make me send a blitz I just built them folks straight from scratch, I'm deadly with this shit, let's go [Chorus: That Mexican OT] Uh, uh, uh, uh, bitch, that's how I'm swaggin' on 'em Uh, uh, uh, uh, she gon' put that wagon on me Uh, uh, uh, uh, cha-ching, I'm poppin' tags up on 'em Treat his bitch ass just like business, I'ma go on and stand up on him Uh, uh, uh, uh, bitch, that's how I'm swaggin' on 'em Uh, uh, uh, uh, she gon' put that wagon on me Uh, uh, uh, uh, cha-ching, I'm poppin' tags up on 'em Treat his bitch ass just like business, I'ma go on and stand up on him