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Ray Rodriguez - Mexican Born Baby Lyrics
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Serving bags by the pound, Paris fashion week so we calling it kilos
I'm in the back of the club with a broad, and we sharing a bottle of Tito's
I can never be called a fraud, keep a stick strutting down the catwalk
You know what it is by the way that I move, it's Double R by the way that I talk
I keep it authentic, 100 percent, like Mexican food down in Tepic
P.T.S.O. like I'm ready to flick, 85 mil pesos on the fit
Feel like Rito, keeping a clip, just incase randoms ready to shoot shit
Feel like Villa, bullets across my chest and a six piece on my hip
F*ck it I'm brown and proud, it's Ray in this bitch I was born with a crown
Gimme the mic, I was born for this, nah I ain't really shy of a crowd
Chasing this cheddar ain't worried bout a bitch, a dollar never made me frown
If it ain't BSO we give you the big boot like a clown
Checked his socks, that fool hella down, he can't even get up
I can tell you fed up, stepping on ya neck I ain't never gon' let up
You bums my sons, I ain't the daddy but f*ck it I'll step up
Mexican born baby, love or hate, mi gente gon' show love
Serving bags by the pound, Paris fashion week so we calling it kilos
I'm in the back of the club with a broad, and we sharing a bottle of Tito's
I can never be called a fraud, keep a stick strutting down the catwalk
You know what it is by the way that I move, it's Double R by the way that I talk
I keep it authentic, 100 percent, like Mexican food down in Tepic
P.T.S.O. like I'm ready to flick, 85 mil pesos on the fit
Feel like Rito, keeping a clip, just incase randoms ready to shoot shit
Feel like Villa, bullets across my chest and a six piece on my hip
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Serving bags by the pound, Paris fashion week so we calling it kilos
I'm in the back of the club with a broad, and we sharing a bottle of Tito's
I can never be called a fraud, keep a stick strutting down the catwalk
You know what it is by the way that I move, it's Double R by the way that I talk
I keep it authentic, 100 percent, like Mexican food down in Tepic
P.T.S.O. like I'm ready to flick, 85 mil pesos on the fit
Feel like Rito, keeping a clip, just incase randoms ready to shoot shit
Feel like Villa, bullets across my chest and a six piece on my hip
F*ck it I'm brown and proud, it's Ray in this bitch I was born with a crown
Gimme the mic, I was born for this, nah I ain't really shy of a crowd
Chasing this cheddar ain't worried bout a bitch, a dollar never made me frown
If it ain't BSO we give you the big boot like a clown
Checked his socks, that fool hella down, he can't even get up
I can tell you fed up, stepping on ya neck I ain't never gon' let up
You bums my sons, I ain't the daddy but f*ck it I'll step up
Mexican born baby, love or hate, mi gente gon' show love
Serving bags by the pound, Paris fashion week so we calling it kilos
I'm in the back of the club with a broad, and we sharing a bottle of Tito's
I can never be called a fraud, keep a stick strutting down the catwalk
You know what it is by the way that I move, it's Double R by the way that I talk
I keep it authentic, 100 percent, like Mexican food down in Tepic
P.T.S.O. like I'm ready to flick, 85 mil pesos on the fit
Feel like Rito, keeping a clip, just incase randoms ready to shoot shit
Feel like Villa, bullets across my chest and a six piece on my hip
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Writer: Jesus Cuevas Cardenas, Benjamin Rodriguez
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