文本歌词

I'm draped up and dripped out
Know what I'm talkin' 'bout
Three in the mornin gettin' the gat out the stash spot
Fire up a fat sweet
Turnin' on the bulb lights
Hand on the wood grain
A*s on the tight white
I'm showin' naked a*s in the great state of Texas
Home of the playas so it never be no plexin'
So long we've been waitin'
Never ever hatin'
In Houston we Elbows In Cali they Daytons
So 1996 you h*es better duck
Because the world gone drip candy and be all Screwed Up
Just pop in your grey cassette
Turn up your f**kin' deck
Lend me your ear because the SOUTHSIDE finna wreck
Down here we smoke tree
Then let the world see true hidden talent like Screw and Lil Keke
Ain't no love for hatas and you bustin d**k suckas
On the south side we stay paid MuthaF**ka
I got a pocket fulla stones
Lil Keke gone and tell 'em what time it is
It's time to lay 'em down like a fresh set of dominoes
To all the playas all the pimps all the b***hes and all the h*es
Who's the man who's the boss
Who's the n***a that payed the cost
I really don't give a d**n cause I ain't the one who gonna take the
Loss
Grippin a grand up in the slant workin' the wood It's understood
Flippin these fo's and slammin these doors
Pullin' these h*es and wearing these clothes
Who in the the hell was able to tell the southside they had to chill
From hittin' that boulevard con belts and buckles woman and grill
I'm poppin that trunk and smokin that skunk and pulling off candy red
Sittin on buck not givin' a f**k and able to turn a head
Somethin' serious when I let go cause I got a way with words
I'm able to clown when using a noun to take the place of verbs
My lyrics go together like a pair of socks and shoes
My flow is slow because it's bolted down by DJ Screw
Take it from me the n***a Lil Ke the H The A the R and D
Menace to society
Born and raised to be a G
I grabs the phone go on and on
Two or three songs I won't postpone
Cause these lyrics comin' the very top of my dome
So many ways it pays
If you can flip the script by moving your tongue
And take a dose and listen close promise that you'll be sprung
Jackers and hustlers players and macks
Foreign doors and Cadillacs
Syrup codine that makes you lean and killer sweets rolled out the sack
All these things remain the same because I'm so able to win
All around just bow down because Lil Keke pimps tha pen