Perdido en Mexico

Got me prayin till I make it
Waitin for this deal come I can't shake it
All my dogs we all been risk takers
I ain't stoppin till the team is in Jamaica
Gotta say a pray one time
Rest in peace Nipsey
I'm praying that these streets will never get me
On that block we got that Bobby Whitney
I carved my name in the streets I'm from the game
Where the young niggas slang
And the hoes fuck for change
Kinda hard when you broke, to know that you're a king
I been on these paper planes I'm like 30 thousand feet
I'm just laying in the sea
Where these hoes fuck for free
I hope the customs don't follow me
When we bringin in them things
When we bringin in them things
Yeh Yeh

Trailor load of girls I feel like Shabba
Smokin on good green I'm with the Rastas
Check out a nigga movie I'm Kevin Costner
My spoiled bitch she love that Benihana's
I'm tryna find my way to China
Santo Domingo is where you find him
Como siempre en la calle
Con Los Tigres ya tu sabes



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Writer(s): Edward Holmes
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