Point Em Out
That Mexican OT, Dababy
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Ayo, is that That Mexican OT? (B-B-Bankroll Got It) Ayy, where he is? (Where he is?), point him out (point him out) Throw his bitch ass in the trunk, take him to the South (uh-huh, uh-huh) Ayy, where he is? (Where he is?), point him out (point him out) Throw his bitch ass in the trunk, show him what the f*ck we talkin' 'bout (ugh) I'm strikin' men like strikin' lightnin' You see what happened in my last fight, friend? well, aight, then Better tighten up, we tie ends Fucked my grill up 'cause I popped an X all night, it had me bitin' Caught his ass stealin', so I had to take his right hand Cup be lookin' like a pump jack, bitch, I am an Oiler Damn, how many times I gotta spin to get this boy to learn? That I ain't no fuckin' joke, we dropped Lil' T, then dropped Lil' Moe Better watch your mouth, 'cause I got soap, I got diamonds, tacos, and Coke Inside of my boca, droppin' haters like my troca Elbows swingin', watch 'em poke out, smoke his ass just like some mota Leave him flat just like a torta, swim with killers like an orca It don't matter where it is, it don't matter where I'm at Because to me, no me importa Ayy, where he is? (Where he is?), point him out (point him out) Throw his bitch ass in the trunk, take him to the South (uh-huh, uh-huh) Ayy, where he is? (Where he is?), point him out (point him out) Throw his bitch ass in the trunk, show him what the f*ck we talkin' 'bout (ugh) Bitch, I don't even like no lame, keep my name up out your mix, ho I don't like diamonds no more, only plain jane to watch my wrist Uh, before rap, I was poppin' my shit, nigga I was so turnt with them motherfuckin' bags my mama thought I had the bricks, nigga (bricks, nigga) Drop a ghetto bitch off at her job and borrow her whip, nigga I'm in this with a baby AR playin' sweet, actin' like I'm a bitch, nigga I told lil' mama to bend it over like a dog, I'm tryna come hit with her You know these bitches'll drive a Honda through the wall to f*ck with a rich nigga I'm from the South, I greet a woman with a smile when I take a pic with her she can relax OT wan' see him in the trunk shit, I wouldn't even leave him in that Any one of these niggas play when I walk in this bitch I'd probably leave with a hat Nigga, and a reason to laugh Ayy, where he is? (Where he is?), point him out (point him out) Throw his bitch ass in the trunk, take him to the South (uh-huh, uh-huh) Ayy, where he is? (Where he is?), point him out (point him out) Throw his bitch ass in the trunk, show him what the f*ck we talkin' 'bout Ayy, where he is? (Where he is?), point him out (point him out) Throw his bitch ass in the trunk, take him to the South (uh-huh, uh-huh) Ayy, where he is? (Where he is?), point him out (point him out) Throw his bitch ass in the trunk, show him what the f*ck we talkin' 'bout (ugh)
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Written by: Virgil Gazca, Jonathan Lyndale Kirk, Antoine Banks, Joel Banks, Nicholas Kwak, Taylor Banks
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