Текст песни South park mexican - Somethin I Would Do
South park mexican - Somethin I Would Do слова песни
(spm)I aint got the last two sentences to this verse(grimm)Then just freestyle it(spm)Alright, I can do thatFirst verse (spm):Bring it back, drop the top on the lacScrew put the tap on the wet fatbackGot the black gat, cant come wackmember when clubs wouldnt let me rapNow they call me up, all on nutsGet em for about ten thousand bucksSippin on dom perigionFive, six songs and my ass is goneMade a wrong catch or tone, grab my phoneSee if my boy baby beesh is homeFrom san anton to the astrodomeSmoke weed with cheech, and hash with chongTwo a.m. sunglasses on"twice last night", thats my nastiest songNow its on, ask my t. jonesSeem like the whole world on my ding-dongChorus (baby beesh & spm):(baby beesh)Take two hits and pass it on to you...(spm)Yeah that sounds like somethin I would do(baby beesh)Fill my swimmin pool up with some brew(spm)Yeah that sounds like somethin I would doSecond verse (spm):Well Im s-p-mex in the place to beAnd I went to bedrock universityI hang with the poor, and steal from the richI chill with the real and I wont never switchJump out the bed, come from the headLast name flintstone, first name fredMy low-low, hop like a pogoWalkin down the yellow brick road with a dog named totoRun from no one cuz I might get a crampTen dollar stone for bout twenty food stampsMoney aint happiness, yall some foolsYour babys brown eyes in some diamonds and jewelsChorus (baby beesh & spm):(baby beesh)Smokin, chokin on pepe lepew...(spm)Yeah that sounds like somethin I would do(baby beesh)Make a dollar bill turn into two....(spm)Yeah that sounds like somethin I would doThird verse (spm):You wanna play with the s, ha? Twenty-five on my dresserWhite tank-top, dickies from fiestaSlow and low, here we goDoin the impossibleJam rock & rollExotic coldI done lost my high a lil while agoPut away your gun, have some funNot no star, but Im stabbin oneA stallion, saddle up the horsesMy gal gorgeous, I bought a fortressTwo divorces and only lost a corvetteMy third wife, still aint born yetNo sweat, I relax in houstonIm the one that went gold, with no distributionRhymin, now them hoes mine andYour boy went from muthafuckin dimes to diamondsChorus (baby beesh & spm):(baby beesh)Drop my top and pick up dj screw(spm)Yeah that sounds like somethin I would do(baby beesh)Show my love, Ill show it back to you...(spm)Yeah that sounds like somethin I would do(baby beesh)Tell your kid to stay his ass in school...(spm)Yeah that sounds like somethin I would do(baby beesh)Step on stage and act just like a fool...(spm)Yeah that sounds like somethin I would do(baby beesh)Make my girl sneak in my twenty-two(spm)Yeah that sounds like somethin I would do(baby beesh)Say homeboy you stepped in doggy-dooGo outside and please wash off your shoe(spm)Say grimm, roll another baby dick and lets get high, fa sho!<laughter until track ends>