Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Follow My Lead , by - South Park Mexican. Release date: 14.08.2000
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Follow My Lead |
| Well Baby Beesh, that’s my handle, money mackin' |
| Commando, blowin' like a candle, on that pearl and |
| Wood panel, modern day Marlon Brando |
| Squares don’t understando |
| Play like a piano when I’m flipping through the |
| Channel, man don’t make me lose convultions, chokin' |
| On some doja, cars keep flippin' over |
| Getting' Jags and Testerosas |
| Motorola, Coca-Cola, stay high and never sober |
| Got them hot girls makin' love to my poster |
| Attitude kinda flippy, pockets never skimpy |
| Married to Marijuana with that drama you can miss me |
| Fifty-fifty I’m a playa, slash money maker by nature |
| I get that paper pushin' green and snowyflaka |
| Make a good girl turn to sinna |
| Puttin' inches all up in her |
| Blaze the bitch up now she’s a bread winner |
| I’m a gold digga, kick a hole through your front door |
| Nigga, don’t try to fight it, give it up, let it go |
| Follow my lead huh, do as I say not as I do. |
| (x3) |
| Follow my lead huh, mayday mayday. |
| (x5) |
| I remember way back in the day |
| I used to get spankings from my momma |
| But uh now this lil' ass baby smokin' on dank in The |
| Bahamas, got a pair of Versace pajamas |
| Little mommas say I’m a sex symbol |
| I come through with the blue Coug |
| And shit I’m thinkin' Lexus Limo |
| I’m a swang three lanes to the piece and chain |
| And the pinky ring I’m gonna blind |
| Cuz it’s my time, I pack my dime, I put two holes |
| Right in your spine |
| Every time you talkin' down my rhyme |
| Boy I beat yo lil' behind |
| And stop and rewind, feel my lines |
| Bottle like me, I’m gonna shine |
| Little Christian on a mission |
| But listen he gaining recognition |
| In the Expedition, it’s gonna glistin' |
| Got a line and he went fishin' |
| Pay attention to the Louisiano recano regano with a |
| Blano, I be puffin' on a big Fano |
| Got mo' green than the motherfucking lotto |
| Nigga I’m the one, the Christian |
| The lucky motherfucker outside of the Yukon |
| I’m swangin' fo’s, I’m slangin' hoes |
| Representing of the way Houston |
| These boys ain’t ready for the age of Levy in a SS |
| Chevy on perely |
| Nigga I be sippin' lean |
| And I’m counting green |
| Cuz boy I’m all about my feria (feria) |
| I promise this song is harder than my dick is |
| I won in the Olympics for cooking the most chickens |
| Gold medal around my necka, living la vida chueca |
| Puck checka, chuck wrecka, nobody do it betta |
| I’m best when under presha, smoke up in my chest |
| Momma mad, cuz I just just failed my piss test |
| Brain deader than a door knob |
| This is, for my road dog |
| Fresh out the Pen I take him out to get a blowjob |
| I’m so shy, controlling the streets, like a robot |
| The one to put a dope house |
| I’m sorry but it won’t stop |
| My door got kicked in once before |
| And I’m sho' they won’t try that stupid shit no more |
| I put holes up in they asses |
| Broke em' like some glasses |
| Niggas was falling just like my motherfuking pants is |
| Answers your questions, throwed as Mexicans |
| Snatch your bitch up and dig deep in her intestines |