Testo Samsung Screenz - That Mexican OT feat. Sauce Walka
Testo della canzone Samsung Screenz (That Mexican OT feat. Sauce Walka), tratta dall'album Chicken & Sauce
(That Mexican)
Samsung screens (man) in the seats (in the seats)
Rollin' at ten, sippin' syrup (man), blowin' sweets (blowin' sweets)
Alexa run my house (hold up), my TVs can really speak (can really speak) (man)
I tell her close (hold up) my curtains when I'm beatin' down your freak (down your chick)
I'm beatin' down your street, Maybach, truck, jeep
Beep, beep, beep, do anybody want grease?
We only seen wars growin' up, but want peace
My uncle still smilin' at the store with no teeth
These dolls got no leash
Get question by the laws, we locked jaws and don't speak
She pretty with her flaws, I might call her all week
I done left with his lover, I done left with her friend
I done left with his wife, put them all in my Benz
I done drowned in my sins to make sure my child win
I done been broke before, and I won't go back there again
The feds done took my brother, they done locked away my twin
Until he leave the pen, I'ma dig under their skin
Samsung screens (man) in the seats
Rollin' at ten, sippin' syrup, blowin' sweets
Alexa run my house (hold up), my TVs can really speak
I tell her close (hold up) my curtains when I'm beatin' down your freak
(Man, hold up)
Samsung screens (man) in the seats (in the seats)
Rollin' at ten (man), sippin' syrup, blowin' sweets (blowin' sweets)
Alexa run my house (hold up), my TVs can really speak (can really speak) (man)
I tell her close (hold up) my curtains when I'm beatin' down your freak (down your chick)
(Man, hold up)
On a four-wheeler, I'ma spin
Got my curly mullet in the wind
I done got some money and foot on some hoes
And I done caught myself doin' it again
Yo, I'd be deep in that water with a fin
Kick down the door if they don't let me in
Real cheap camera on the DTS
Got them boys real mad, told them take it on the chin
I'm a Mexican and let's straight out the country
See the girls say she won't fuck me
Like a hawk pin, I double cup mudder
I mix it with soda, water and bubbin' on 288, I be scrapin' these plates
Yeah, I had the bumper kid, lookin' all beat up
Sittin' on my ass, countin' money with my feet up
I'm a fat Mexican runnin' slow, how you can't keep up, bitch?
Caught a Glock Nintendo 'cause it wild with a switch
Hit the Rangers game, 85K for a pitch
Creepin' all blue got me feelin' like stitch
I'm a money makin', motherfucker feelin' like Mitch
I love to hustle
Sip more drink than JaMarcus Russell
I'ma air this bitch out if he move a muscle
It's gonna be him and bullets I let him tussle
Right on
Samsung screens in the seats
Rollin' at ten, sippin' syrup, blowin' sweets
Alexa run my house (hold up), my TVs can really speak
I tell her close (hold up) my curtains when I'm beatin' down your freak
(Man, hold up)
Samsung screens (man) in the seats (in the seats)
Rollin' at ten, sippin' syrup (man), blowin' sweets (blowin' sweets)
Alexa run my house (hold up), my TVs can really speak (can really speak)
I tell her close my curtains when I'm beatin' down your freak (down your chick)
(Man, hold up)
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Writer(s): Albert Mondane, Virgil Gazca, Christopher Anthony Malloy
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