South Park Mexican - Vogues lyrics

In my Hummer with a tiger, chrome on the wiper Fired My Receptionist 'cause she a slow typer Candy green Viper with the white striper Choppin' down Scott, slicer & a dicer Keep my wrist iced up just like my white cup Ass on the tight buck bought Pop a nice truck Bang, Spice I round my neck a phyton Pack a 4 pound do you wanna die gun Puff like a dragon, slab cadillac Broughm Stack cash in the back of a Crack home Wrec'em 'til the outro, show em' how the south go Hoes on the down low, feed my dog Alpo No Blues or red that's leavin' fools dead Bang gray tapes & listen to what Screw Said Tre to the Clarke, back to the South Park. Have you ever seen a n***a just freak a Skylark? [Chorus:] Ride, ride, ridin' on them Vogues, fo' sho mayne, we gon' Crawl, crawl, crawlin' on them Vogues fo' sho mayne. I was a neighborhood drug dealer Hillwood High life f**in' blood spiller In it for the money & not much else Picked up a pen & I struck wealth I was travelin' to different cities, different hoods Sometimes in Arenas, Sometimes in the woods Met alot of fans that I never knew had I get little gifts & I give 'em to my Dad He puts 'em in a room with all my old trophies Things he looks at 'cause he ain't got no stories Of me growin' up as a kid on Corl Street He left to the store & now were 4 deep Came back 10 years later Mom there's a man outside. Is he a neighbor? He said he lived in our house a long time ago That's your Dad, son, I guess he's back from Stop N Go. [Chorus:] Ride, ride, ridin' on them Vogues, fo' sho' mayne, we gon' Crawl, crawl, crawlin' on them Vogues fo' sho' mayne. Change out the couches, doesn't buy ounces So I had to open up 7 Dope Houses Cadillac Bounces, started makin' thousands Draped up in 3 thousand dollar outfits Everybody happy, laws tryin' to trap me Pissed 'cause I quit & started comin' up rapping Higher than some scaffolding sipping laughing Stayin' on my toes like them hoes that be tapping I'm a gambler, neighborhood camper In my jag trippin' out on Zoolander Play fastball but I move kinda slow With some little freaks, y'all must be from Idaho I think I'm from Ohio 'cause I'm kinda high yo' I'm a role model but I ain't gon' lie though k**in' brain cells really isn't cool That's why I'm gon' quit in 2052. Yep...that's me...blowin' weed with my grandpa watchin' uhh...yo. O mayne, we gon' Crawl, crawl, crawl them 84's fo' sho' mayne. Well then, ride, ride, on them k**er Vogues fo' sho' mayne. Creep & crawl, crawl, on them 84's.