Bad Hombre

We have some bad hombres here

And we're gonna get 'em out

Who you think you are?

Mister Suave

Uh, Dallas to Fort Worth

Long way home

Gettin' back on the road

With a car full of clothes

From a video shoot

Find a nice beat

And I put it on loop

Made it do what it do, man

Who the fuck knew?

Best to ever do it, man

Who the fuck you?

Don't be underhanded

When you hand it to me

Left hand is pullin' the wheel

While I'm switchin the gears

Vision is clear, y'all livin' in fear

I'm ditchin' the rear-view

Music so loud, I cannot hear you

Got too much to steer through, oh

I get down, ain't no doubt about it

Catch me around where the round and brown at

Studied the greats, I could cap and gown that

Made buddy deflate, he might never bounce back

Oh no, I'm on go

My ego grows

When it gets stroked

Bring me the girl

With the prettiest toes

And a ring in her nose

She could bring her quartz

She could bring her rose, huh, huh

Who you think you are?

Mister Suave

What you think you are?

A bad hombre

I think I'm both

I think I'm both

I think I'm both

Who you think you are?

Mister Suave

What you think you are?

A bad hombre, huh

I think I'm both, yeah

I think I'm both, yeah

I think I'm

I think I'm

Standin' on bidness like I stomped a suit

My rhymes paint pictures like I'm Dr. Seuss

Crazy on a beat like I lost a screw

Callin' all the shots when I'm in the booth

Not bad for a ESL kid

A real POS empty out the POS kid

Give me all the 20s and 10s

Rack city bitch

Rack, rack city bitch

Let's be realistic

I go ballistic

Call me salacious

Or call me delicious

Like politicians

I sway the statistics

Your chick put my hits

On the pick list for Christmas, damn

Nasty songs made her a fan

More junk in the trunk than I can grab

Take a few trips

Tall drink of water, baby

Take a few sips

Go on strip down, mama

Get acoustic

You the kinda girl I can get in tune with

(You the kinda girl I can get in tune with, yeah)

Who you think you are?

Mister Suave

What you think you are?

A bad hombre

I think I'm both

I think I'm both

I think I'm both

Who you think you are?

Mister Suave

What you think you are?

A bad hombre, huh

I think I'm both, yeah

I think I'm both, yeah

I think I'm

I think I'm

Texas Mexicano, it's obvious

Bring your chickens home to roost with the cockiest

Three sides to a story, that's prolly it

But I'm the one, they wanna get poly with

I'm workin' my angles

Puttin' the pen to the paper to table

Since stolen cable

Don't do me no favors

I Cain and I'm Abel

To get all this anger up outta me

Don't be crowdin' me, you surroundin' me

Make me outwardly, active aggressive

That button go boom, so don't press it

Don't make things get hectic

This can all go to shit

Don't make things get septic

Don't want your perspective

I'll take no more questions, huh

Who you think you are?

Mister Suave

What you think you are?

A bad hombre

I think I'm both

I think I'm both

I think I'm both

Who you think you are?

Mister Suave

What you think you are?

A bad hombre, huh

I think I'm both, yeah

I think I'm both, yeah

I think I'm

I think I'm