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letra de texaco - jay gwin

[brian o’shea]
yeah, yeah, yeah, c7sh-t
know that she be speaking spanish on down in, huh
smokin’ on a pack, call it, huh, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah

[hook: brian o’shea]
know that she be speaking spanish on me down in mexico
know that i be smoking on a pack, call it texaco
know that i ain’t f-cking with no thot and i ain’t text a hoe
but sh-t, the way she throwing it back on me, i might s-x a hoe
know that she be speaking spanish on me down in mexico
know that i be smoking on a pack, call it texaco
know that i ain’t f-cking with no thot and i ain’t text a hoe
but sh-t, the way she throwing it back on me, i might s-x a hoe
[verse: jay gwin, brian o’shea<\i>]
mmmmhmmm
on a trip b-tch, i be down in mexico
why you pull me ovеr at the border? bettеr let me go
i be tryna make it back home to the army
why you opening the trunk? yeah i got it on me uhhh (hey)
bouta cut a corner, come and find me uhhh (woo)
i don’t really think you want to try me uhhh (b-tch)
cut the light, i feel like a shadow
they tryna get to me, they moving quick, but they ain’t have no uhh (ha ha ha)

we send a crew on the way
i bring a tool and put you away
hop out and shoot, hop out the way
hop out and shoot, i fade away, oh
and we got our suits on baby and we war ready, oh
i smell blood and i won’t say no, not again
take a risk and go out on a whim
ain’t no reason why they f-cking with me, this is not the end, oh

uh, tell me why you coming at the kid
run up on me and you know i’m coming for your lid (bang bang)
(i be tryna)

i be tryna stack it up and move over some decimals
and turn up all the decimals, i’m smoking all the chemicals away, oh
i’m a tough boy, a trooper (a trooper)
i’m a champion, call me cooper (call me cooper)
ima line you up, get the ruler (get the ruler)
take your money and hit the jeweler (hit the jeweler)

yeah, said ten out of ten out of times that i win
i want chains, i want fame, i want diamonds and sin
i won’t rest ’til i get it again
no, i won’t rest ’til i get it again, oh, oh
i been feeling heaven-sent since i could think, uh
lately i been blessing microphones without no ink, uh
tints on the whip, i feel like him
know they tried to keep me down and quiet
now i say what i wanna say, oh

you can’t shut me up (nah), ima do me (b-tch)
yeah i made it back on two feet, you goofy
i’m rolling with the gang while i’m picking up a groupie
i might get a new chain with a diamond, no ruby
i don’t need a hand, now we’re building a brand
couple million the plan, yeah i feel like the man
tell me why they turn they head when i walk in the roo-oom
look at me the wrong way, you know ima make it boo-ooo-oom

[hook: brian o’shea, brian o’shea & jay gwin]
know that she be speaking spanish on me down in mexico
know that i be smoking on a pack, call it texaco
know that i ain’t f-cking with no thot and i ain’t text a hoe
but sh-t, the way she throwing it back on me, i might s-x a hoe
know that she be speaking spanish on me down in mexico
know that i be smoking on a pack, call it texaco
know that i ain’t f-cking with no thot and i ain’t text a hoe
but sh-t, the way she throwing it back on me, i might

- jay gwin

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