Singer: That Mexican OT
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Song: Point Em Out
That Mexican OT - Point Em Out Lyrics (LRC Advanced) (02:29-149-0-en) (PARTIAL PREVIEW)
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[00:05.20]Ayo, is that That Mexican OT?
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[00:09.30]Ayy, where he is? (Where he is?), point him out (Point him out)
[00:13.30]Throw his bitch ass in the trunk, take him to the South (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
[00:15.30]Ayy, where he is? (Where he is?), point him out (Point him out)
[00:18.10]Throw his bitch ass in the trunk, show him what the fuck we talkin' 'bout (Ugh)
[00:21.80]I'm strikin' men like strikin' lightnin'
[00:23.10]You see what happened in my last fight, friend? well, aight, then
[00:26.10]Better tighten up, we tie ends
[00:27.60]Fucked my grill up 'cause I popped an X all night, it had me bitin'
[00:30.40]Caught his ass stealin', so I had to take his right hand
[00:33.30]Cup be lookin' like a pump jack, bitch, I am an Oiler
[00:36.40]Damn, how many times I gotta spin to get this boy to learn?
[00:39.30]That I ain't no fuckin' joke, we dropped Lil T, then dropped Lil Moe
[00:42.20]Better watch your mouth, 'cause I got soap, I got diamonds, tacos, and Coke
[00:45.10]Inside of my boca, droppin' haters like my troca
[00:48.10]Elbows swingin', watch 'em poke out, smoke his ass just like some mota
[00:50.60]Leave him flat just like a torta, swim with killers like an orca
[00:53.50]It don't matter where it is, it don't matter where I'm at
[00:55.00]Because to me, no me importa
[00:56.40]Ayy, where he is? (Where he is?), point him out (Point him out)
[00:59.50]Throw his bitch ass in the trunk, take him to the South (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
[01:01.50]Ayy, where he is? (Where he is?), point him out (Point him out)
[01:04.30]Throw his bitch ass in the trunk, show him what the fuck we talkin' 'bout (Ugh)
[01:08.10]Bitch, I don't even like no lame, keep my name up out your mix, ho
[01:11.90]I don't like diamonds no more, only plain jane to watch my wrist
[01:14.80]Uh, before rap, I was poppin' my shit, nigga
[01:16.70]I was so turnt with them motherfuckin' bags, my mama thought I had the bricks, nigga (Bricks, nigga)
[01:19.20]Drop a ghetto bitch off at her job and borrow her whip, nigga
[01:22.20]I'm in this with an baby AR playin' sweet, actin' like I'm a bitch, nigga
[01:24.90]I told lil' mama to bend it over like a dog, I'm tryna come hit with her
[01:27.80]You know these bitches'll drive a Honda through the wall to fuck with a rich nigga
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