Mexico

I tell 'em I'm here Sorry mate, you can't park here These ones sounding like Mexico Why you tryna act like your next to blow You wanna see me in the booth when they let me go And I just done a fill-n-run from Texaco I said, these ones sounding like Mexico Why you tryna act like your next to blow You wanna see me in the booth when they let me go And I just done a fill-n-run from Texaco These ones sounding like Pabalo Esca Had a couple fatties on the back of the Vespa (wing) Had a couple fatties in the back of the Vectra Boy, you wanna have a look, she got a back like a wrestler Got a face like a bulldog chewing a wasp Had a shitty hole now I'm touching the cloth Any negativity, I'm fucking 'em off She never told me she was lesbian, but fuck it I'll watch Look, make noise like a man with a disk cutter Had a few cans need a piss brother (need a piss) Fuck next year, I'm tryna make this summer Bolted in her mouth, now I'm tryna get a kiss from her Eegh, don't act literal I was out me nut now clean Phil Mitchel I don't give a fuck what you've seen or been through And I would be lying if I said I wasn't into These ones sounding like Mexico Why you tryna act like your next to blow You wanna see me in the booth when they let me go And I just done a fill-n-run from Texaco I said, these ones sounding like Mexico Why you tryna act like your next to blow You wanna see me in the booth when they let me go And I just done a fill-n-run from Texaco I said, call me Aloe Blacc, I'm tryna grab a dollar Had me nut on camera, call me Maradona You can get it if you really really wanna She keep barking like a dog, so I'ma treat her to a collar Tryna get me that cash like an ATM Black car black wheel on the KTM Said 40 by an hour, so I paid for ten She had nice little tits, so I played with them I ain't playing, I ain't kidding, tryna do this for a living Put the sausage with the gravy, then I mix it with the chicken Tell her what you doing twitching while I'm tryna put me dick in Tell her dad to get off out of it, he look like Peter Griffin, err Who you getting loud to ball bag chin Open up your legs, put me ball bags in Tell her anything, don't bring a nose 'round him My boy, you wanna see me when I'm four grams in So, what's the matter what's the problem what you gonna do Had a fart I took a risk and then I followed through Yeah, I'm looking for a fat body Take her round the back and curl underneath the grab lorry Boy, I might grab it and chat it in the phone box On the cover, looking like a pair of robots Incoming call, tell the cunt to turn the phone off Running down Way Field Hill with me clothes off, ahh These ones sounding like Mexico Why you tryna act like your next to blow You wanna see me in the booth when they let me go And I just done a fill-n-run from Texaco I said, these ones sounding like Mexico Why you tryna act like your next to blow You wanna see me in the booth when they let me go And I just done a fill-n-run from Texaco Ahh, boy, I don't know what to do I want cocaine and I want a prostitute I got a screw loose brother, yeah, I lost a few And fuck Starbucks, tell him bring the Fosters through (give us a beer) I ain't worried about your Astack Tryna be like Big John coming in a flat cap She make it jiggle while I'm sitting with the flat-pack And she make it jiggle when she jizzes on the Kak Hatt (uh) They said are you gonna make it where you gonna be I said, "In a Rolls-Royce M23" Do it by me own choice you ain't telling me And if she ain't a fattie then I'll treat her like the enemy Here girl just a quick one Go on give some hand job don't be a shit cunt Puffing that Benson tight cunt this one Play pure bars, make the crowd do a fist pump Spit bars make the crowd go dizzy Sniff a line of cover do a blue now I'm dizzy She be ripping off me boxers, tryna get me jiggy-jiggy Drop a banger once a week, I show you how to keep it busy I said, "Ahh here, brother, I'm killing 'em Not one video, I'm pushing half a million Yeah, I got the brass house sitting over Gillingham Her fanny tastes sweet, yeah, tastes like cinnamon" Look, smoke like a train, never put me in the race I was on top, then I dribbled in her face Said, "What's the matter? You look like you're gonna cry?" She said, "'Cause I am you silly cunt, you dribbled in my eye" I said, "Bad girl, sorry 'bout that" Can't get in yours, there's a lorry out back Plus I got a bit of Vodka if you wanna down that Getting jiggy in the rain, looking like a drowned rat, ahh These ones sounding like Mexico Why you tryna act like your next to blow You wanna see me in the booth when they let me go And I just done a fill-n-run from Texaco I said, these ones sounding like Mexico Why you tryna act like your next to blow You wanna see me in the booth when they let me go And I just done a fill-n-run from Texaco These ones sounding like Mexico Why you tryna act like your next to blow You wanna see me in the booth when they let me go And I just done a fill-n-run from Texaco