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Featuring T. Lanez (Intro) Welcome to Texas 3rd time Slim Thugger Paul Wall Mr. Rogers (Chorus) Uh, she want it, she want it When she see me on them swings hitting condoms Wutchu think? Poppin drink with Diana A mile gone, Styrofoam got me far gone Getting throwed, see me in the front now them bottles wanna roll Uh, mouth piece full of gold Shining on you haters then you hold Don't worry, know I (Verse) Celebration, paper chasin with no hesitation I'm higher than a Colorado elevation One nation smoking killa, codeine tastin My cabinet got more pain killers than a cancer pacient One time for my home boys is gone It's why I'm smoking, I'm leanin and I'm gone SongtexteIf you don't get high then I suggest you gone I'mma smoke until it's gone Gone, gone, I'm gone, mixed up I'm pourin up, nothing but murr I'm rolling up, nothing but that good buzz Paul Wall, bitch war, much love Crawling like a bug, riding with my judge, hold up (Chorus) Uh, she want it, she want it When she see me on them swings hitting condoms Wutchu think? Poppin drink with Diana A mile gone, Styrofoam got me far gone Getting throwed, see me in the front now them bottles wanna roll Uh, mouth piece full of gold Shining on you haters then you hold Don't worry, know I (Verse) I'm leanin, sippin, got the hoes with tippin Keep a slap paint drippin, watch me give them boys a whippin When they see me pull up holling Chain and watches golden On the void I'm rolling, tryna find a find I'm strolling It's south star, better cuff yo bitches Or we gon send em back to your room lookin suspisious She bumpin out my riches, I down em by the dozen She said my dick delicious, yea her and your little cousin Drank and weed got me buzzin, swear I'm close to that gurr I fall asleep on syrup, bumpers getting on my nerves She blowing up my bong, pass it by my home Please leave me alone, I got money on my dome (Chorus) Uh, she want it, she want it When she see me on them swings hitting condoms Wutchu think? Poppin drink with Diana A mile gone, Styrofoam got me far gone Getting throwed, see me in the front now them bottles wanna roll Uh, mouth piece full of gold Shining on you haters then you hold Don't worry, know I Aus Songtexte Mania