South Park Mexican - Moham Mitchell lyrics

[South Park Mexican:] I'm in a candy binz fancy lens f**in' with this muthaf**in' bad a** b**h With fat a** tits, big ol' a** I come from the head 'cause I think so fast I'm the 1 & not the 2 Smoke pep lepu make revenu Oh, western you sent me cash I make my dough & I pay the tax I pay uncle sam, I pay my band I buy everybody that chimmy chang I mean chicken wang, rice & gravy I'm a throw a chicken wing at my lady 'Cause she pissed me off with all that hate Now she's in the closet duck taped What's crackulatin' what's ovulatin' I'm a do boys like?multipaytin'? I'm the Boss while boys gettin' f**ed off I'm a high powered people man playin' golf Tryin' to put but still I'm thuggin' My golf club sett cost $4500 Love it, leave it, lose it I'm a keep it I made it in this rap game 'cause I cheated I told my genie make my albums sell He said you already used your 3 wishes in hell. Remember your 1st wish behind them bars? You wished that you could f** the security guard? Well, I hypnotized her & let you f** her You ate that b**h like she was supper Then your 2nd wish was to f** her again Then your 3rd Wish was to get out the pen Now this makes 4 but f** it I'll do it I'm a even have you on Steven's impruid So even though you sound like sh** & can't rap You gon' be the biggest f**in' rapper on the map. You mean all that stupid sh** that I write? People gon' actually think it's tight? That's right, plus you'll be the CEO But stop wastin' money on this Cleo Okay I'm a call José & tell him to call the stations never gave us no play & see what they say maybe it'll work & if it don't f** it I'll make my gun squirt Y'all should join me my skin is oily Y'all don't want no beat, probly soy beat No serloin I flip a coin I saw her tits & my dick went boing At the car show it's a 3rd annual. I'm chillin' with my boy who Jack Daniel's I'm mixin' with a splash of coke My girl mad 'cause I bust a nut in one stroke I'm a 'loc gangsta shoot 'em up k**er There's Something About Mary like Ben Stiller I'm a Thriller chiller like to fight in maniller I got the tooth fairy tryin' to reach under my pillow I'm sorry I didn't know it was you She was puttin' $10 for my daughter's tooth I picked her up & took her to the hospital She flew out my car I said "This is impossible!" I got out & said "You should go to the doctor You lost alot of blood dumb b**h I just shot ya" She flew past a tree looked at me & said "Y'all won't be gettin' a nickle for none of y'all's teeth" Aw that ain't right let's make a truce My little boy Los got 2 teeth loose & he needs the money for a remote controlled car I spent all my cash at the a** naked bar So I really need you to come through with that change I'm sorry about the dress & all the blood stains. Ohh please I'm on my knees I'm teachin' my son his ABC's I'm just a damn fool I fight my pitbull He k**ed a dog that belonged to Moham Mitchell But he lost his last fight & lost his eye sight & now my dog's blind I hope you don't mind I know I'm dead wrong Come from the head strong I hit my red bong This song is so long I'm talkin' nonsense On freestyle project's So check what's on next I love you God bless. [laugh]