Mexico

I tell 'em, "Ahoit! Sorry, mate, you can't park here"

This one's sounding like Mexico

Why you tryna act like you're next to blow?

You wanna see me in the booth when they let me go

And I just done a fill-and-run from Texaco

I said this one's sounding like Mexico

Why you tryna act like you're next to blow?

You wanna see me in the booth when they let me go

And I just done a fill-and-run from Texaco

This one's sounding like Pabalo Escah

Had a couple fatties on the back of the Vesper

Had a couple fatties in the back of the Vectra

Boy, you wanna have a look, she got a back like a wrestler

Got a face like a bulldog chewing a wasp

Had a shitty hole now I'm touching a cloth

Any negativity I'm fuckin' 'em off

She never told me she was lesbian, but fuck it, I'll watch

Look

Make noise like a man with a disc cutter

Had a few cans, need a piss, brother

Fuck next year, I'm tryna make this summer

Bolted in her mouth, now you're tryna get a kiss from her

Eugh! Take that literal

I was out me nut, now I'm clean, Phil Mitchell

I don't give a fuck what you seen or been through

And I'd be lying if I said I wasn't into uhh!

This one's sounding like Mexico

Why you tryna act like you're next to blow?

You wanna see me in the booth when they let me go

And I just done a fill-and-run from Texaco

I said this one's sounding like Mexico

Why you tryna act like you're next to blow?

You wanna see me in the booth when they let me go

And I just done a fill-and-run from Texaco

I said, call me Aloe Blacc, I'm tryna grab a dollar

Out me nut on camera, call me Maradona

You can get it if you really really wanna

She keep acting like a dog, so I'ma treat her to a collar

Tryna get me that cash like an ATM

Black path back wheel on a KTM

Said forty bar an hour, so I paid for them

She got nice little tits so I played with them

I ain't playin', I ain't kiddin', tryna do this for a livin'

Put the sausage with the gravy, then I mix it with the chicken

Tell her, "What you doing twitchin' while I'm tryna put me dick in?"

Tell her dad to get off out of it, "You look like Peter Griffin

Err, who you getting loud to, ballbag chin?"

Open up her legs, put me ballbags in

Cur anything, don't bring an horse round him

My boy, you wanna see me when I'm four grams in

So, what's the matter, what's the problem, what you gonna do?

Had a fart, I took a risk and then I followed through

Yeah, I'm looking for a fat body

Take her round the back and cur her underneath the grab lorry

Or I might grab it and chat it in the phonebox

Undercover lookin' like a pair of robots

Incoming call, tell the cunt to turn the phone off

Runnin' down Weyfield Hill with me clothes off, ahh!

This one's sounding like Mexico

Why you tryna act like you're next to blow?

You wanna see me in the booth when they let me go

And I just done a fill-and-run from Texaco

I said this one's sounding like Mexico

Why you tryna act like you're next to blow?

You wanna see me in the booth when they let me go

And I just done a fill-and-run from Texaco

Oh, boy, I don't know what to do

I want cocaine and I wanna prostitute

I got a screw loose, brother, yeah, I lost a few

And fuck Starbucks, tell 'em bring a Fosters through

What's up?

I ain't worried 'bout your hashtag

Tryna be like Big John, curring in the black cab

Ching, make it jiggle while I sit here with a flat cap

And she make it wiggle when she jizzum on the Kak Hatt

Huh

They said, "Are you gonna make it? Where you gonna be?

I said, "In a Rolls Royce, M23"

Do it by me own choice, you ain't tellin' me

And if she ain't a fatty, then I treat her like an enemy

Here, girl, just a quick one

Go on, gi's an handjob, don't be a shit cunt

Puffin' that Benson, tight cunt, gi's one

Play pure bars, make the crowd do a fist pump

Spit bars, make the crowd go divvy

Sniff a line of couva, do a blue, now I'm dizzy

She'll be rippin' off me boxers, tryna get me jiggy jiggy

Drop a banger once a week, I'll show you how to keep it busy

I said, "Ahoit! Brother, I'm killin' 'em

Not one video, I'm pushin' half a million

Yeah, I got the brass house sittin' over Gillingham

Her fanny tastes sweet, yeah, it taste like cinnamon

Look, smoke like a train, never put me in the race

I was on top, then I dribbled on her face

Said, "What's the matter? You look like you're gonna cry"

She said, "Course I am, you silly cunt, you dribbled in me eye"

I said, "Bad girl, sorry 'bout that"

Can't get in yours there's a lorry out back

Plus I got a bit of vodka if you wanna down that

Gettin' jiggy in the rain lookin' like a drowned rat, ohh!

This one's sounding like Mexico

Why you tryna act like you're next to blow?

You wanna see me in the booth when they let me go

And I just done a fill-and-run from Texaco

I said this one's sounding like Mexico

Why you tryna act like you're next to blow?

You wanna see me in the booth when they let me go

And I just done a fill-and-run from Texaco

This one's sounding like Mexico

Why you tryna act like you're next to blow?

You wanna see me in the booth when they let me go

And I just done a fill-and-run from Texaco