More songs by That Mexican OT
Description
Producer, Programmer: Bankroll Got It
Producer: 10fifty
Vocalist: That Mexican OT
Vocalist: Bravo The Bagchaser
Mastering Engineer, Recording Engineer, Mixing Engineer: Caleb “C4” Albarado
Recording Engineer: Ryan ”Mellow” Venable
A& R: Sean Mula
A& R: Erica Bowen
A& R, Aand Radministrator: Antonie Banks
Aand Radministrator, A& R: Wil “Tril Wil” Dobard
A& R: Ian Holder
A& R: Stephane Mazumdar
A& R: Chris Turner
Composer Lyricist: Virgil Gazca
Composer Lyricist: Joel Banks
Composer Lyricist: Taylor Banks
Composer Lyricist: Nathaniel Band
Composer Lyricist: Bryan Torres
Lyrics and translation
Original
Tim Fender, I love you.
Ayo, is that that Mexican OT? Keep a bottle of Listerine on me, you talk crazy,
I'm meant to do.
I don't play no video games, you ain't 50 Cent, you ain't bulletproof. Do his ass like Tupac when we shoot at his pussy, I got the tools.
Yeah, I got socks on my frame and I got cow ass on my boots.
Woke up in the morning smellin' cow shit and some fresh cooked grass.
Threw me in the water, bitch, I went fishin' and caught a bass.
I'm a country boy, went straight to the city and came out with some cash.
In a stolen racin' with the laws, if you ain't first, well then you last. I got Ricky Bobby money, I be shakin' and be bakin'.
I'm a ho ass motherfucker, I'll ride low but a naked.
My bitch be thinkin', these hoes be on my mind, but money what I'm thinkin'.
Little bitch, I'm bankin', I stay on my grind, I ain't got no time for cakin'.
Bad bitches like this music and it make they booty bounce. Fuck that bottle of Hawk, I'm in the club smokin' an 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. Fuck that bottle of Hawk, I'm in the club smokin' an 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.
Can't take this bitch to mama, can't show a bitch where I live.
Keep it on me, throwin' karma for all the shit that I did.
Fuck Benihanas, call her mama, I'm pullin' up to the crib.
'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.
I can't get your wig done, split a nigga wig, uh, uh. I'm with OT, we got chops sittin' in traffic.
I never had shit, now I live a life I couldn't imagine.
I got ratchet bitches and got bitches into fashion.
Got a four-door for the gang, bought a coupe just to go faster.
Damn, beat that pussy down all night, bitch, I don't need -enhancements.
-Bad bitches like this music and it make they booty bounce. Fuck that bottle of Hawk, I'm in the club smokin' an 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. Fuck that bottle of Hawk, I'm in the club smokin' an 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.
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.