
I Can't (feat. OC Chris)
That Mexican OT
Oh, I can't
Believe you talking this way to me
Oh, I can't
Believe you talking this way to me
Fuckin' with me, you better take precaution
You keep movin' stupid and it's gonna cost you
Scaring my son, baby say I'm a monster
But fuck all the talkin', I'll rip out your tonsils
She like: Daddy, I love you, I don't care if you mess up, just come home and bend my ass over the dresser
All the way from Dirty Bay to Odessa
Top-notch hoes get the most, not the lessere (I can't)
Get enough patience to deal with you hoes
When I'm done fuckin', I'ma be killin' you hoes
Lady killer but nah, I ain't feelin' you hoes
New Mexico, I done found me a la-la
She sit on my dick, make is disappear, ta-da
All in her mouth, suck me up like a baba
Thank you for dickin' me, yo te nada
Baby say she like the way that I'm steppin'
Third coach player made straight out of Texas
Change your life overnight, bitch, I'm a blessin'
I give you good dick and it teach you a lesson
Havin' good sex, get her little ass flipped up
Beat it good, make her lip tuck
Sipped so much drank, on my tenth cup
And I still do not know what it is but
Oh, I can't
Believe you talking this way to me
Oh, I can't
Believe you talking this way to me
Ayy, look
OC Chris, I been up on the same shit (damn)
You should know that I'm armed and I'm dangerous (I am)
Known for handlin' business and gettin' my money (uh-huh, uh-huh)
It really is no time for the play, bitch
All the Texans, everybody gon' bang shit (everybody)
Know some Crips and some Bloods on the same shit
If you talk like a dummy right out of your brain
Then I am real quick rearrange it
'Round, 'round, merry-go ('round, 'round, 'round)
Bumpin' on the stereo (bumpin' on, on)
I don't think you're worth none of the problems
You a scary ho
Hop out, let it go (brr)
I been up and down this road (I been up and down)
Shawty said that I'm a monster
Should've never, ever spoke (oh, I can't)
Trust a motherfuckin' lame
Can't keep it real, then just stay on your fade
Blowin' shit up like it's Fourth of July
You fuckin' with us and you might wanna die (oh, I can't)
Give up on the grind
Doin' this shit for my fam' and my guys
Givin' her dick while she up on the side
She askin' for dollars, baby boo, get a dime
Oh, I can't
Believe you talking this way to me
Oh, I can't
Believe you talking this way to me



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