mexico seduce me It goes to my head so carefully Memories of candles and incense And all of these things remember these? She comforts me when the candles blow out The cake
world for me to feed on Double deck yacht, docked Boss, blowing weed up Revenue incredible, it put me on a pedestal Columbia to Mexico, I figure there
in they own mind [Raekwon] Pass the weed off man [*inhale*] [Ghost] think they could come f, they could fuck wit this Dunn [Rakeem] Yo G, the Mexican
buy herself some clothes, and she brought me back a chopper, see niggas tryna kick it, but no I don't play sucka, I'm all about my cake I'm tryna marry
m going on my paper run, a week at the Days Inn Icing on my fingertips, I be getting cake in [Chorus: T-Streets] I be getting cake then Watching for
R&R rock n roll guitar layin on the gas of a super fast car. Just about as good as a check in the mail, or a midnight break from a Mexican jail, A Honky
'all is, bringing my fingerprints Up in them cameras and shit like I fucked a singing bitch out Ask her if she seen my face Right: Look- I was out of town getting cake
again Ain't nothin changed it's still the same, ain't no smilin friend I remember eighty-seven eighty-eight I was the only one gettin weight from upstate Gettin cake
of dope Got the shit channeled, with the chickens under the boat Don't get me wrong, some fly and some float My nigga in Rico, from the Gulf of Mexico
thought I watch the nigga with my own eyes get knocked, no doubt Next week he outside front, how he get out? Now that's guapo nigga ?? his family talk ?? Mexico
liquor store turned out the lights, left the motor runnin? opened up the door, I flashed a grin and said, Jack this is gonna be a piece of cake, later
let the speakers blow In the, Escalade, then escapade, like Janet, to the car show Pump the breaks, take first place, smile, then collect the cake Dall
she buy herself some clothes, and she brought me back a chopper, see niggas tryna kick it, but no I don't play sucka, I'm all about my cake I'm tryna
