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Yo, once the Mo start drippin
Hoes start trippin
Tell em my name Boo
You know we all hittin
But look mami
I got 3 drinks in me stuck
And I aint tryna talk, I'm tryna f**k
If the p***y gets wetter
Chicks, I never sweat her
I'm gettin all the cheddar
B***h, read the letter
I pattened the plan
Get a d**k suck wit a gat in my hand
B***h, it's thug passion
Chicks drive by in their whips
They be flashin
Do you know Bonic and Lib?
They be askin
If the b***h wanna ask me s**t, I'ma hit
Attitude just like Cancun, I'ma trip
Now n****s pissed
Know why? Cause I'm the s**t
If you cop a 5, imagine what I'm gone get
Lights out
Most Wanted bring the bikes out
Ball out
B*****s on the back
A** all out
I got hoes wit accents
And I don't mean Hundai's
My hands touched more bricks than Quamay's
Ice'll blind you
For real dog, believe me
Only feel comfortable around Ray Charles and Stevie
So I'ma take it easy

Chorus (Female voice)
So why don't you run across the border mama?
(I'll run cross the border papa)
And what will you bring me back mama?
(You know what I'll bring you back papa)
So don't forget (I won't forget)
To bring me back (To bring you back)
What I need (What you need)
Tonight (Tonight)
Will you run across the border mama?
(I'll go cross the border papa)

(Mr. Mr.)
I know the f**k you heard
Give me head while I drive
B***h, I like to swerve
I'll take you to the airport so you can cop them birds
Now is you bout it mami?
Whoa, let me know
Is it the d**k, the car, the looks, or the dough?
She said, "Mostly the dough, playa I don't lie."
I hit once, then hit her girlfriend
Ask, "When can we all get together again?"
And I never love hoes
What you talkin about?
I party your wife, n***a
You be eatin her out
And I sat there and told you that I c** in her mouth
And my connect the only reason she be runnin down south
B*****s high for a ride dependin who key startin
So f**k a Jaguar
Cop a Aston Martin, pardon
No talkin, Mr. Say sparkin
N****s can't understand
They still walkin


Hot a** whips is what they see Boo in
We play down in C-A-C-you-N
Uh, nice wit the O flex outta line
Cut a b***h off like O. J.
Yall aint ready
That's why all yall n****s look hurt
When yall see me
More Franklin's than Kirk
And I'm spendin em wit gp
Thick tube socks I rock like I'm from dc
Cash Money as in Juvenile like bg

Top down on the Cadillac Allante'
I get street stripes like Carlito Picante
Dog, I tax yall cause it costs to live
And still show no love like foster kids
I rent out homes in the hood and live across the bridge
My car hotter than the grill
While yall walk, I wheel
Oh, your Rolie go tick and tock? It's not real
And keep a piece around my neck I know worth ya deal, n***a


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