broke cadillacs

never lie on raps

smoke killer herb

till my lungs collapse

lost two grand last night shooting craps

then i hit the ritz and bought a few laps

just got a letter from my old best friend

doin twenty-five in the federal pen

wanna come home but he said until then

could i look over his three children

they wake him up at five a.m. for fruit loops

draped up in white overalls and black boots

used to drive a 'lac sippin gin and juice

now he need money for some chips and soups

run around town with a sack of rocks

polo shirts with the matching socks

mom i promise one day i'ma stop

i'ma grow up and be an astro-naut



chorus:

i'm on the mexican, radio

i'm on the mexican, I-oh, radio



now daddy come first and daddy come next

daddy represent that screwston tex

silly punks jealous of the sp-mex

but your whole crew should be wearing kotex

i'ma get buy and i'ma get high

thirteen five i'ma let my birds fly

everybody knows that my back is not dry

if you say it is youza d-d-damn lie

rolling through life like a tumble weed

i'm the young pres of my company

home catching hell cause i love my weed

baby can u please let your husband breathe

tryin' to dodge death and tryin' to dodge jail

ol' damn friends tryin' to do my gal

people used to call me the bum from hell

laughed at my car when my muffler fell



chorus



pull another bud frome the fat ass dime

gripping wood grain let the seat recline

got the asian girl with the big behind

take her to the telly and she love me long time

remember when i begged you to buy my tapes

now i buy cribs on the sides of lakes

pray to the lord and ask why they hate-acapo