South Park Mexican - Vogues lyrics

rate me

No... This is my last-how much time we got? Sometimes when I say something about drugs real loud you seem-haha, like last time it was heroin and methadone, every time I said that-hahaha

In my Hummer with a tiger, chrome on the wiper

Fired My Receptionist cause she a slow typer

Candy green Viper with the white striper

Choppin down Scott, slicer and dicer

Keep my wrist iced up just like my white cup

Ass on the tight buck bought Pop a nice truck

Bang, Spice I round my neck a phyton

Pack a four pound, ''do you wanna die'' gun

Puff like a dragon, slab cdillc Broughm

Stack cash in the back of a Crack home

Wrec'em till da outro, show em' how the south go Hoes on the down low, feed my dog Alpo

No Blues or red that's leaving fools dead

Bang gray tapes and listen to what Screw Said

Tre to the Clarke, back to the South Park

Have you ever seen a nigga jus freak a Skylark?

Ride, ride, ridin on them vogues, fa sho mayne, we gon'

Crawl, crawl, crawlin on them vogues fa sho mayne,

I was a neighborhood drug dealer

Hillwood High life f! *? in blood spilla

In it for the money and not much else

Picked up a pen and I struck wealth

I was travelin to different cities, differeent hoods

Sometimes in Arenas, Sometimes in the woods

Met a lot of fans that I never knew had

I get lil gifts and I give 'em to dad

He puts'em in a room with all my old trophies

Things he looks at cause he ain't got no stories

Of me growin up as a kid on Corl Street

He left to the store and now were four deep

Came back ten years later

Mom there's a man outside, is he a neighbor?

He said he lived in our house a long time ago

That's your dad, son, I guess he's back from Stop N Go

Ride, ride, ridin on them vogues, fa sho mayne, we gon'

Crawl, crawl, crawlin on them vogues fa sho mayne,

Change out the couches, doesn't buy ounces

So I had to open up seven Dope Houses

Cadillac Bounces, started makin thousands

Draped up in 3 thousands outfits

Everybody happy, laws tryin to trap me

Pissed cause I quit and started comin up rapping

Higher than some scaffolding, sipping, laughing

Stayin on my toes like them hoes that be tapping

I'm a gambler, neighborhood camper

In my jag trippin out on Zoolander

Play fastball but I move kinda slow

With some lil freaks, y'all must be from Idaho

I think I'm from Ohio, cause I'm kinda high yo

I'm a role model but I ain't gon' lie though

Killin brain cells really isn't cool

That's why I'm gon' quit in 2052l.

Yep... that's me... blowin weed with my grandpa watchin uhh... yo

Ride, ride, ridin on them vogues, fa sho mayne, we gon'

Crawl, crawl, crawlin on them vogues fa sho mayne