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H-Town Kinda Day

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  • [Hook] You know we riding slab, with that candy paint
    Dripping off the frame, down 2-88
    Sipping purple
    Sprite, mack a broad tonight
    This is how we play each and every day, it's a
    H-Town kinda day [Z-Ro]
    We don't ride 3's, only 4's
    With alligator seats, same thang on my toes
    If she ain't a dime, she ain't one of my hoes
    Since they go up in the sky,
    I call em heavenly do's
    If the interior peeling, you ain't riding with
    Ro Wood flo's sliding do's,
    I know you wanna roll
    Screwed Up
    Click until it's over,
    I put that on my soul
    Black candy paint and swangas, cause your ***** so cold
    It's the high life,
    I don't need no dro
    Spending money chasing a high, ****** can't keep no dough
    Rather spend it on some swangas, and a fresh set of 4's
    Twenty sets of those, ain't even what
    I see at my shows
    Back in the day, me and
    Thugger had beef together
    Now we Bentley back to back, we share the streets together
    Gon' be alligator, under my ass cheeks forever
    Candy wet as a sherm head, it's gon' leak forever [Hook] [Slim Thug]
    Thug boss, show up and show out
    It's Sunday in the city, time to pull the load out
    I hit up my
    Hoggs, time to pull out them dogs
    Swerving side to side, ain't worried bout them laws
    Smoking on that
    Cali topless, broads bopping
    Chunking deuces up, but
    I ain't stopping
    Paint dripping, no mo' purp sipping
    Boys getting knocked up for drank, y'all tripping
    No cases,
    I'm with the bad ***** with the braces
    Bout to head back, to one of my places
    Give a thug love, then
    I might hit up the club
    No VIP, I'm at the bar posted up
    Pocket full of money, laughing at them dummies
    Too drunk to notice, that
    I'm leaving with they honies
    Thug's life, yeah that's how the
    Boss play
    Different chick different day, down here we say [Hook] [Z-Ro]
    Mayonnaise and mustard, that's how
    I roll I bet you never seen a black
    Bentley, on 4's
    Yeah the 300 got suicide, and
    Lamborghini do's
    Like the wipers watermelon, that my pimping get chose
    Six by nine's, like
    Kirk Franklin wire
    You say I don't look clean in this thang, you a liar
    Huh, wood grain what
    I'm holding on
    And y'all already know, what
    I'm rolling on
    Swangas, swangas, swangas
    S-W-A-N-G-
    E-R These are the gorilla pokers, these ain't bars
    If you ain't got em on your ride, it's just another car
    When we riiide
    North East
    West and Southsiiiide
    Couldn't be a buster, if
    I tried H-
    Town ******, so liiiive [Hook]
    Dripping off the frame...
    This is how we play...
    It's a H-Town kinda day
  • [Hook] You know we riding slab, with that candy paint
    Dripping off the frame, down 2-88
    Sipping purple
    Sprite, mack a broad tonight
    This is how we play each and every day, it's a
    H-Town kinda day [Z-Ro]
    We don't ride 3's, only 4's
    With alligator seats, same thang on my toes
    If she ain't a dime, she ain't one of my hoes
    Since they go up in the sky,
    I call em heavenly do's
    If the interior peeling, you ain't riding with
    Ro Wood flo's sliding do's,
    I know you wanna roll
    Screwed Up
    Click until it's over,
    I put that on my soul
    Black candy paint and swangas, cause your ***** so cold
    It's the high life,
    I don't need no dro
    Spending money chasing a high, ****** can't keep no dough
    Rather spend it on some swangas, and a fresh set of 4's
    Twenty sets of those, ain't even what
    I see at my shows
    Back in the day, me and
    Thugger had beef together
    Now we Bentley back to back, we share the streets together
    Gon' be alligator, under my ass cheeks forever
    Candy wet as a sherm head, it's gon' leak forever [Hook] [Slim Thug]
    Thug boss, show up and show out
    It's Sunday in the city, time to pull the load out
    I hit up my
    Hoggs, time to pull out them dogs
    Swerving side to side, ain't worried bout them laws
    Smoking on that
    Cali topless, broads bopping
    Chunking deuces up, but
    I ain't stopping
    Paint dripping, no mo' purp sipping
    Boys getting knocked up for drank, y'all tripping
    No cases,
    I'm with the bad ***** with the braces
    Bout to head back, to one of my places
    Give a thug love, then
    I might hit up the club
    No VIP, I'm at the bar posted up
    Pocket full of money, laughing at them dummies
    Too drunk to notice, that
    I'm leaving with they honies
    Thug's life, yeah that's how the
    Boss play
    Different chick different day, down here we say [Hook] [Z-Ro]
    Mayonnaise and mustard, that's how
    I roll I bet you never seen a black
    Bentley, on 4's
    Yeah the 300 got suicide, and
    Lamborghini do's
    Like the wipers watermelon, that my pimping get chose
    Six by nine's, like
    Kirk Franklin wire
    You say I don't look clean in this thang, you a liar
    Huh, wood grain what
    I'm holding on
    And y'all already know, what
    I'm rolling on
    Swangas, swangas, swangas
    S-W-A-N-G-
    E-R These are the gorilla pokers, these ain't bars
    If you ain't got em on your ride, it's just another car
    When we riiide
    North East
    West and Southsiiiide
    Couldn't be a buster, if
    I tried H-
    Town ******, so liiiive [Hook]
    Dripping off the frame...
    This is how we play...
    It's a H-Town kinda day