with the funked up style ya know the rhymes hit
when i walk up in the clubs i don't give a shit
'cause fear's no option when the place is hoppin
spittin’ out the magic just like mary poppins
just a fist full of rage make a sucka go down
i know you wanna clown - throw pound for pound
but i takes no crap so whatcha think of that?
steppin up behind ya, hit ya with a bat

its dark now, can you see me?
too much cologne, can you smell me?
have you ever been in mexico on valentines day?

got a big mouth, can you hear me?
and youre drunk so please dont touch me
sleepless night in tijuana take me back to the bay

now i wake up alone, distraught, and confused
sportin a fat lip and my ribs are all bruised
twas a midnight brawl in south T.J.
memories of a bottle and a slap to the face
now i sit on the corner, chiclets and churros
that’s not a zebra its a painted burro
being posed for pics at the disco futuro
no escape from my heart cause i’m missin my girl


drop a little beat one time for the heads
kick it in the back, in the back, for the reds


Lyrics submitted by gabyhasnolife

Mexico song meanings
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