Touch down in Mexico Like: Donde están los sexy hoes? I blow more gas than a Texaco I'm feelin' good, I'm feelin' great Stackin' all the cheese and all the bread upon my plate Steady lookin' fresh while I be headin' to the bank And all my homies dead, I think it's time to celebrate La-la-la, everybody wanna be like me 'Cause I eat real good like I'm B.I.G Ayy, choppa gon' chop like it's Miyagi Said if she wanna fuck I need to see ID, woo And when I walk in, people know what's up They get to talkin', all up on my nuts Like: Hey, what's poppin'? Why you actin' sus? Boy, run those pockets, try and call my bluff Touch down in Mexico Like: Donde están los sexy hoes? I blow more gas than a Texaco In love with the ice, word to Eskimos Now let me go, you know I get the best of those I wrestle hoes, they suck up on my testicles My life is a movie, not an episode My bitch kinda groovy, turn the decibels up And bury me with bitches by my side 'Cause I swear that when I die, I'm taking everything that's mine All the girls and the guys With their eyes on the prize who could never get a dime I'm feelin' good, I'm feelin' great Stackin' all the cheese and all the bread upon my plate Steady lookin' fresh while I be headin' to the bank And all my homies dead, I think it's time to celebrate La-la-la, everybody wanna be like me 'Cause I eat real good like I'm B.I.G Ayy, choppa gon' chop like it's Miyagi Said if she wanna fuck I need to see ID, woo And when I walk in, people know what's up They get to talkin', all up on my nuts Like: Hey, what's poppin'? Why you actin' sus? Boy, run those pockets, try and call my bluff Trend setter, big bag-getter Drip down, gonna need an umbrella Get set up, shawty be the meta Huh, little boy should've known better Backhand that bitch with my ice on I took pics of it on my Nikon Talked my shit like this with the mic on Now they treat me like I'm an icon Maybe 'cause I am? Maybe people need me, that's a shout to Uncle Sam Who I swear they copy and talk about on the 'Gram Steady with the jockin' and stalkin' then you a fan? Nah-nah-nah Touch down in Mexico Like: Donde están los sexy hoes? I blow more gas than a Texaco In love with the ice, word to Eskimos Now let me go, you know I get the best of those I wrestle hoes, they suck up on my testicles My life is a movie, not an episode My bitch kinda groovy, turn the decibels up