Lyrics South Park Mexican

South Park Mexican

And They Said

It's your boy SPM Y'all

And You know as I sit up in this cell

I Think to my self

I'm really blessed man

I get so much love and I got to thank you for that

So you know

That's what I'm gonna do

Yo cause you mean the world to me

You help feed my family

Help clothe my children

And all I do

All I do is flow

The flow I do

Haha check me out

It's the boy Los blowing kill with my hood

Fire up another one this for Hillwood

Dropping new hits the hell does he do it

Flowing in my 8 by 12 sippin fluids

Let's ride in the wind keep my chin high

In the middle of the struggle but we gonna get by

Mamasita don't cry the whole world hold us

Even haters online while trying to download us

No pain no glory write a love story

Whether it's the new song or another 40

Buddy when I jump on the Mic it's magic

Bill Gates money up inside this tablet

So much love and the mail they handed me

Fans are my family friends was a fantasy

Everything clear let the silent live on

About time I wrote a motherfucking positive song

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Nigga came up and they said I couldn't do it

Now I am selling out stores staying true to it

Even from a prison I ball like a rocket

Motherfuckers started tripping because just can't stop it

Mary Jane love me Mary Jane hold me

No one do it better that what Mary Jane told me

I already knew that what about you

Back feel like I'm rolling 84s on a new lack

Ride with a G please don't burn the seat

Sipping all day mouth full of purple teeth

Roll perfectly no my blunt is flimsy

But I would not retired like Spuds McKenzie

Some are stingy but I'm not that way

I used to share my 40 ounce with my homeboy Dre

Not the one that's all famous man yeah y'all be tripping

I'm talking about the Dre That works at churches kitchen

This is my hood we don't claim no sets

But the streets are live in the gang don't rest

So I stay on my toes still able to smile

A brand-new year man I made it somehow

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This a song for the single a song for the married

A song for the moms and the babies that they carry

I'll far from the preacher far from the teacher

This is just to tell you that I love you and I need y'all

So many memories so many pains

It's funny how I used it all up for my games

That's why I tell you if you're going through a storm

Don't trip God uses pain to make people strong

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Yeah this for you baby

Pocos Pero Locos

My nigga E-Dub

My baby Kool-Aid all my love ones

This a family of fair man

This how do H-Town H-Town

My beautiful wife, my babies, my beautiful Fans