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letra de mexico - ace og

[intro: ace og]
woah, woah
woo, yeah (slime)
(okska)
huh? (slatt) woah, woah (yeah)
woo (huh?), yeah (yeah)

[chorus: ace og]
my dope be comin’ from mexico (mexico)
i’m on the run like el chapo (yeah)
all of my diamonds, you know they glow (ice)
i swear that i got the baddest hoes (got the baddest hoes)
eat up the beef like some tacos (huh?)
speed up my whips, f-ck the rosco’s (f-ck 12)
shout out to gunna, that wunna flow (wunna flow)
swerve with these b-tches like “adios” (skrrt)

[verse 1: ace og]
all this dope, it got me so high (so high)
i’m the type of guy that make your momma cry (momma cry)
on god, all these b-tches do is lie (yeah)
they don’t know how high that i can fly (nah)
i’m like a spy with a fresh suit and tie (suit and tie)
tryna smash on a ho, she from dubai (smash)
f-ck her face while a.j. beat it up behind (huh?)
these —- don’t know that we ride or die (nah, nah)
shake and bake, shake and bake (shake and bake)
i got all these b-tches in the kitchen (yeah)
whip it up like curry chicken (whip it up)
i eat that p-ssy like biscuit (huh?)
nah, i ain’t done, i ain’t finished (nah)
bro, this ain’t none of your business (nope)
we do not want any witness (nah)
unconventional life i be livin’ (yeah, what? huh?)
(okska)
yeah, double cup (lean), stomach hurt, but i don’t give a f-ck (but i don’t give a f-ck)
yeah, run it up, i spent half a mil’ on a new bentley truck (skrrt)
yeah, my life is h-ll, i do be livin’ rough (yeah)
but i’m not a dog, so you can keep it shut (naw)
i can’t gettin’ no hoes ’cause i can’t trust (naw)
all these f-ckboys be thinkin’ they so tough
[chorus: ace og & a.j. smith]
my dope be comin’ from mexico (mexico)
i’m on the run like el chapo (yeah)
all of my diamonds, you know they glow (ice)
i swear that i got the baddest hoes (got the baddest hoes)
eat up the beef like some tacos (huh?)
speed up my whips, f-ck the rosco’s (f-ck 12)
shout out to gunna, that wunna flow (wunna flow)
swerve with these b-tches like “adios” (skrrt, yeah, ayy)

[verse 2: a.j. smith]
my hot dogs be comin’ from mexico
wait, it’s a.j. smith back with the hot dog flow (yeah)
these mexican b-tches be cravin’ them glizzies
i got the meats like we in arby’s (sh-t)
my new b-tch been makin’ me down bad
man, it feels surreal, i don’t understand
she love to eat hot dogs, i’m catchin’ them feelings
i’m finna be indian johnny sins (f-ck)
man, i don’t want none of them tacos
cecilia, man, she a thot ho
man, i’m out here in mexico, and my pokul really tryna interfere
hot dog chain on my neck
reppin’ the fandom, baggin’ the ransom (yeah)
ronald mcdonald havin’ no fun
with ace og, man, we ain’t one and done (yeah)
our dope and our hot dogs from mexico (ayy)
just ordered some packs three weeks ago
we just out here livin’ life and chillin’, a.j., og for the win
woo, indian gang, yeah (skrrt), mexican gang, woo (ah)
hot dog gang, yeah, we just got the bank, yeah
[chorus: ace og]
my dope be comin’ from mexico (mexico)
i’m on the run like el chapo (yeah)
all of my diamonds, you know they glow (ice)
i swear that i got the baddest hoes (got the baddest hoes)
eat up the beef like some tacos (huh?)
speed up my whips, f-ck the rosco’s (f-ck 12)
shout out to gunna, that wunna flow (wunna flow)
swerve with these b-tches like “adios” (skrrt)

- ace og

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