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(feat. Lil Keke) [Lil Keke] 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 light Hand on the wood grain Ass on the tight white I'm showin' naked ass in the great state of Texas Home of the playas, so there'll never be no flexin' So long we've been waitin' Never ever hatin' In Houston they Elbows, In Cali they Daytons So 1996 you hoes better duck Because the world gone drip candy and be all Screwed Up Just pop in your breaker set Turn up your fuckin' 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 busted big suckas SongtexteOn the south side we stay paid MuthaFucka! (Pocket Full of Stones -by UGK is in the background mix) "I got a pocket fulla stones" [DJ Screw] Lil Keke gone and tell 'em what time it is... [lil Keke] It time to lay 'em down like a fresh set of dominoes For all the playas, all the pimps, all the bitches, and all the hoes Who's the man, who's boss Who's the nigga that's payin' the cost I really don't give a damn cause I ain't the one that's gonna take the loss Grippin a grain up in the slant workin' the wood It's understood, flippin these rolls, and slammin' these doors, pullin' these hoes, and wearin these clothes Who in the the hell was able to tell the southside they had to chill From hittin' these boulevards with belts and buckles and workin the grill and poppin' the trunk and I'm smokin that skunk and pulling off candy red sittin on buck, not givin' a fuck and able to turn a head Somethin' serious when I let go cause I got a way with words im able to clown while usin 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 nigga Lil Key, the H- The A- the R- 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 pospone Cause these lyrics comin' from the very top of my dome So many ways it pays if you can flip the script or movin the tongue you take a dose and listen close I promise that you'll be spung Jackers and hustlers, players and macks foreign doors to Cadillacs Serve codine that makes you lean and killer sweets rolled out the sacks all these things remain the same because im so able to win All around just bow down because Lil Keke pimps the pen (Thanks to MrSoLow for correcting these lyrics) Aus Songtexte Mania