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That Mexican OT - Matagorda (feat. Hogg Booma) (Official Music Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
That Mexican OT
That Mexican OT
Vocals
Hogg Booma
Hogg Booma
Vocals
Bankroll Got It
Bankroll Got It
Programming
Mike Tucci
Mike Tucci
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Clarence Morgan
Clarence Morgan
Songwriter
Joel Banks
Joel Banks
Songwriter
Taylor Banks
Taylor Banks
Songwriter
VIRGIL GAZCA
VIRGIL GAZCA
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bankroll Got It
Bankroll Got It
Producer
Caleb C4 Albarado
Caleb C4 Albarado
Mixing Engineer
Mike Tucci
Mike Tucci
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
You could tell by the way that I talk that I'm Texas made
Sliding in a all pearl bright white Escalade
Hoggin' every lane, swerving around like move
With that big body truck
Push the bitch till the pedal brake
No, I can't fuck with none of these phonies
That's why you always see me by my lonely
Tryna take my steak and give me balogna
He tried to do me like how Manny did Tony
I ain't going for none of that
Run his ass over like a running back
Hundred round drum on the choppa
Stretch him like a rubber band
Who you say sweet?
You must be talking 'bout another man
My choppa got a talking problem
It be stuttering
What, what, what, what he say
I be talking that shit
Put it straight in they face
Big Careful Texas, I'm straight out the bay
We gon' burn the body
We ain't catching no case
[Chorus]
Right on
B-A-Y C-I-T-Y
Fuck with the hog, get boomed and die
Underneath the water tower, late night, getting high
I'm the type to shoot first then later ask why
Texas tea, I mix it up with the Sprite
Better me, the old one knocking off eyes
Get his ass baptized, I put that on the guys
[Verse 2]
On me, I put that shit on the game
Hogg Booma, OT, Bay City
We on the track like a train
And we dropping hits like rain
Big body Range
Same color champagne
All in they face like a bang
Ay, and my left pocket, right pockets full like cash money, Lil Wayne
[Verse 3]
Ay, and I'm slowed up, poured up
Double cup, full of that Wock
We fifty deep at the water tower
It's going down like jock
These slides, no crocs
We'll feed a **** to the crocs
These Draco's and these black Glocks
These real guns, no props, OT
[Chorus]
Right on
B-A-Y C-I-T-Y
Fuck with the hog, get boomed and die
Underneath the water tower, late night, getting high
I'm the type to shoot first then later ask why
Texas tea, I mix it up with the Sprite
Better me, the old one knocking off eyes
Get his ass baptized, I put that on the guys
[Chorus]
B-A-Y C-I-T-Y
Fuck with the hog, get boomed and die
Underneath the water tower, late night, getting high
I'm the type to shoot first then later ask why
Texas tea, I mix it up with the Sprite
Better me, the old one knocking off eyes
Get his ass baptized, I put that on the guys
Written by: Clarence Morgan, Joel Banks, Taylor Banks, VIRGIL GAZCA
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