OH BABY Chorus: SO LET ME BE YOUR MAN (3X) TO LOVE YOU, BE ALL YOU NEED, YOUR EVERYTHING I KNOW IT'S HARD FOR YOU TO SEE ME AS THE MAN WHO WILL SHARE
show ain’t brocoli and rice The newer to the new not the old spice Mind over matter it’s got a true-school-blue Betty cracker made it better Poindex the
We had kin livin' south of the border They're a little older and they've been around They wrote in a letter, life is a whole lot better So pull up your
Babe Ruth, up on the Mezzanine Brandishing sub-machine guns, aye-yo It's all about the money, son, now that's the only reason We came south of the border
show ain't brocoli and rice the newer to the new not the old spice mind over matter it's got a true-school-blue betty cracker made it better poindex the
poor man's daughter from Puerto Penasco Evangelina in old Mexico There's a great hot desert south of the border And if you don't take water you better
When I pass you at the border slap me a high five You better pack a poncho ?cause it sure gets cold up here Me, I?m headed south for hot women and cheap
a nigga that can take it the way i took it, That ain't gonna make you hate us now would it, Troubles Of the World man then nigga pull it, Come kick it
shut me down Overdrive I got stopped by the man at the Seagle Scale Sidetracked by the waitress at the Steak And Ale Got walayed all day, traffic jam Just south of the border
? Each of us bring fo' devils And let's get this over with, yeah, no shit We ain't worried about dyin' Man, I think you better give up, man, nah, I ain
have a head start Comin' from the south of the border 'cause I'm shorter Than ya thought, I was wife, whore, daughter in the order Fuck all that one man
to the valley In a Navigator bus bringing back some bricks [8] - Man I'm flipping up to Mexico to hit some licks Get to checkpoint now I'm past the border
[First Verse] The year is 7'0, October the fifth, I done did my nine months now my life take a shift, In the freeworld now, you better raised me good,
a beat! I deserve better than this! I am Hennifer Hlopez! Where's my water? Not Evian, Pellegrino you stupid bitch!! (music industry man whimpers)
YOU" to smell my finger does my nephew's scent still linger? south of queers, north of hell, the queer ones suck and the brown one's smell we guard the border
