In The Air That Mexican OT (Ft. Hogg Booma)

[Intro: That Mexican OT]
Yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh
Yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Hogg Booma]
This that never gave a fuck, run it up on them niggas
This that get it out the mud, stack them dubs, six figures
This that ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
This the ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha (Turn me up)
This that stand up in the kitchen, water whippin' with your wrist
Hold your hood in the air while you fuckin' on that bitch
This that ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
This the ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha

[Verse 1: Hogg Booma]
This that turn your scale on (Okay), get your packs gone (Phew)
You don't need no backbone when you got them racks long
Yeah, they said that I was weak, well, tell 'em, "Bitch, I'm back strong"
I was gone for a minute, tell 'em, "Bitch, I'm back home"
All that cryin' niggas doin', think a baby in this bitch
All these guns 'round a nigga like the Navy in this bitch
I be givin' so much game, they should pay me for this shit
I be keepin' shit so real and they hate me for this shit
I think the money counter broke, dog, the money got stuck
And, yeah, she cute and all that, but, bitch, the money make me fuck
And I was broke than a bitch, I went and got my money up
These hoes think they all that because they got they tummy tuck