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I LIVE IN TEXAS AND I THINK ITS BUN B DRAPED UP!!?!!?


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[Intro - Lil Keke]
Already, this dedicated to the memory of DJ Screw, Big Steve, Fat Pat, Big Mello, and all The Lone Star State representaz!. Put ya cups up baby, chunk ya deuces, drop ya topz, sit sidewayz!. It's goin' down, know what i'm sayin'!?

[Chorus - Lil Keke Sample from "Pimpin Tha Pen"]
Drape-Draped up and dripped out
Know'm talk-talkin' 'bout
Draped up and dripped out
Know'm talk-talk
Drape-draped up and dripped out
Know'm talk-talkin' 'bout
Draped up and dripped out
Know'm talk-talk, drape

[Verse 1]
Well it's big Bun B Tha Baby Mista Wood Grain (Grain)
With Diamondz up against i'm ballin' through ya hood mayne (mayne)
And i'm smokin' on some good mayne (what!?)
Tha color purple not tha movie but the kind that have you goin' in circle
Chrome lookin' mo' glassy than tha Tresco Tower (Tower)
Car drippin' Candy Paint like it just came out the shower (shower)
Like Face I got the money, the power, and the finesse
To roll around one Jeep with 100,000 around my neck (Hold-Up!)
He's lookin' real shiny, you could see me from a mile away
Thought you was doin' it ti'll I came and took ya smile away
Pull up on ya side in tha turnin' lane, Pop my trunk, break you off,
Chunk tha Deuce and i'm Cadillac Turnin' mayne (I'm Gone)
Big swang to the left, big swang to the right
My plates scrapin' and i'm slidin' tha pipe it's super tight (tight)
So don't try to knock us baby (Naw), don't try to hang
That's how we do it in That Lone Star State get it straight
We be!.!.!.!.!.

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 2]
Now if you never been to Texas it's the picture to paint (paint)
Cuz we doin' it real big in case you thinkin' we ain't (ain't)
Find some money in these streets being spent, being made
Only take us one look to see these boyz gettin' paid
They livin' laid in big houses with pools in the backyard
Certified gangtaz so you never see us act fraud
With iced out watches (watches), Bracelets (bracelets),
Chains (chains), Pieces (pieces), Teeth mayne we throwed in the game
We got screens in the head rests, Visors in the ceiling
On chrome on 83's and 4's and vogue dealin' with bumpers and belts
Across the back of my truck (truck)
Push a button in my car it's wavin bye to you punk
We from tha land of sippin' that syrup and [Screwed] Bangin tha Screw
We slab swangin and comin down and through I thought you knew (I thought you knew)
Back in the days all they ever did was doubt us
Now The South is in tha house and they can't do nothin' about us
We be!.!.!.!.!.

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 3]
One time for my Trill ****** reppin tha block
Tha real soldierz on the front line that's keepin' it ******
They hold it down fo' they hood, throw it up let 'em see it
So they could know how you G it, if they hatin' so be it
We ain't playin' where i'm stayin cuz it's way too real
No matter the situation (situation) gotta keep it Trill
Got the steel on my side when I ride cuz i'm ready
I got 20, 10 vision and my trigger finger steady
I'm an Underground King, homeboy not a simp
And I gotz to represent ti'll they decide to free Tha Pimp (4-real)
I'm down for my clique just like i'm down for my block
And i'mma stand up fo' my patna' till' let him out for lock (Hold-Up!)
So gon' body rock SouthSidah, lean back, two step with ya boy if you about ya green bags
This is tha Texas Toast so raise ya glass
Because tha whole Dirty South is fin' to show they naked ***
We be!.!.!.!.!.

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