South Park Mexican - Woodson And Worthing lyrics

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South Park Mexican - Woodson And Worthing lyrics

[SPM:] Yeah just erase everything let me do this huh This is damm Filero this is damm Filero he on the mothaf**en what sobrero the bake hood bring me some bake hey Filero pull up ba** in this song man i don't hear no ba** ok yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo here we go man Smoke on the k** popped up on three wheel want another peel naw n***a I'ma chill gone off the X its the SP-Mex just made 2 twenty-thousand dollar bets hoes wanna speak nah I need a freak I be freestyle flowing in my sleep out to Hous-tone that's my dam home I like to get high I need a bowl of Honeycomb Man put em up man I can't quit I need a forty and a forty cigarette down for my raza mira lo que pasa when it get hot I'ma have to buy a raspa maybe orchata check my palabras I like girls with the real pretty patas Ima throw vato back to chase gato SPM mean South Park Mojado 1 in a billion V-12 engine in the same city with Destiny's Children I'm off the rocka peace to Lil' Papa I be the ship its better shamda kaka I'ma take a picture of you're but naked sister and my k**as got more pliers than wrencha gangsta gangsta read all about it 22 holes in ya' brand new outfit feestyle flow is all I come with I don't give a f** ya'll stupid dumb b**h in the land of g's smoking QP's Smoke on k** I'ma smoke trees man I get crunked do what with my thang swang lang lang in the mothaf**ing brain dumb diddy dum did I did I get dumb I'ma get my gun I'ma shoot off your thumb Shoot you in the buns I mean the dam a** I'ma get a gla** and than pull up some rasp mothaf**ing berry with a lil cherry my mothaf**in n***as is so dam very so dam very mothaf**in scary with the mothaf**ing what what the Dirty Harry I'ma say hi to my favorite cities I don't even care if they what little bitty I get on my knees and I thank the Lord whipping boys down with my microphone cord swurl to the world diamonds and pearls all my girls died like Devirl Ashurl straw to the nose curl up my toes selling that cane to them bu*tnaked hoes man I aint foolish but I do talk to bullets better tell ya boys to cool it cause I grab it and I pull it man [Chorus X2:] As I look up at the sky my eye starts bliking a tear drops my eye my body temperature falls I'm shakin can they break in tryin to save a dog [Second Verse:] Man I put it down I ain't tryin to trip but I talk sh** in the syrup I'ma sip peace to Lil' Flip and my big homie Hump Hillwood Cloverland Sunnyside ain't no pump trowed from the jump purple ice in my cup man i gotta have it i ain't lying im in love with the codine on the Martin Luther King left on crest crump creep creep my sterling like a hole scene im a mothaf**en hook pirex get shoked i sell dope on foot i'ma understand i'ma hustling man rock the white sand wash the white van get the f** out if you see y'all jump out undercover cops got their eyes on the south just bought a house never took a louse everything i got come from a quarter ounce that's what i started in the game with n***as short stoping at the bunny what ridge if they want bricks gotta come to the hill taking no less than a ten dollar bill you can have the three five seven dollar pieces i'ma dress like a fein no gold and no creses i got my gun no time for fun is saturday night slang till i see the sun peace to Hulon and the what Tio drinking in the plut and my n***a Pancho Ed loco and my boy Jimmy Green mothaf**en Ken and my brother Roni man can you see don't put it pa** me f** the R.I.P i die for my G in the Orlens way scott plaza Woodson n Worthin patna cause as i hillwood hustla that's my damm click were we like to sell bricks and we like to fight pits i just had puppies but somebody stoled my dogs im telling young n***as i don't call the laws when i f**en catch you i'ma pistol whip you man better ask you older brother and sister look what you done i'll fell off the subject who wanna off my banana republic man lets who back the clover land park bough my white teeth from super k mart on this damm mic i go so hard forty five hundred jolly rancher in my car man [Chorus X2:] As I look up at the sky my eye starts bliking a tear drops my eye my body temperature falls I'm shakin can they break in tryin to save a dog

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