m e x i c o

Post Malone

M-E-X-I-C-O
(feat. Billy Strings)

I was hangin round in Brooklyn town
with a settle-down type girl
Her daddy was a diplomat who thought he ruled the world
And he was well-connected, he helped me connect the dots
He paid me off to leave, and let s just say he paid a lot

I guess it s M-E-X-I-C-O for me
Laid up in the shade of a coconut tree
And love said, Go to hell,
but there s somewhere I d rather be
So it s M-E-X-I-C-O for me

So I took her daddy s money, but I stopped in Vegas first
I met a dancer on the strip and fell in love with her
We almost tied the knot when Elvis asked, Any objections?
Her mobster boyfriend busted in with an AK-47

Guess it s M-E-X-I-C-O for me
Laid up in the shade of a coconut tree
And love said, Go to hell,
but there s somewhere I d rather be
So it s M-E-X-I-C-O for me

I made it south of El Paso, met a businesswoman there
I knew that she was rich, but how, I didn t care
When the cops kicked in the door
they found a suitcase of cocaine
She took off with the Federale, and I took all the blame

I guess it s M-E-X-I-C-O for me
From this jail cell, I can t see one coconut tree
And love said, Go to hell, and now I can t ever leave
So it s M-E-X-I-C-O for me
So it s M-E-X-I-C-O for me