Lyrics:
Yo, you know I can't forget about H-town
Down South family texas (woop)
Holdin' me down from young
Trust me, trust me, trust me, yo
Keepin' it trill
When five-oh roll, they say what's the M.O
Another rapper was hit, by Mister Slow Flow
Cause on my second return, I had to come correct
Takin nuttin but
Yup!
1, 2, 3
As it is plan to see
I go by the name of Jermaine Dupri
Dope man fresh in the place to be
And uh
[Chorus]
Oh, I think they like
gonna slow me down?
Look, it's over clown
I got the skippiest flows in town
Plus, them niggas can't fuck with my wordplay
I switch it back, DJ bring it
you don't see
We can get it on the bed or the floor,
Don't matter to me girl
I wanna take you to H-town
How you do your lips like that,
Move your
certainly know how to keep order ...
(general nodding)
... let's face it, they're the only ones who could in a place like this.
(more general murmurs
getting rich, add shocks into my shit
Who the click, playing it raw we wire your jaw
E.S.G., Presidential playas, we outlaws huh
I'm out, H-Town
These
street? It's just ya boy pushin that peet. I mix
the bitter with the sweet like a cinnamon swirl. Push my weight
around ya block. Leave you cryin' like
stop
It's eat what you kill, that's the motto off top
Yeah, it's the A-Town, and the H-Town
Tell 'em this the shake down, lay face down
Me and my
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, oh
Welcome to the motherfucking show
I go by the name of
T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E
T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E
Yeah!
Yo, What's up H-Town
This one's for you baby
Hey, Christ is King Homie
Let's go get it man
Krawlin slow down 610 man
And I can't see through this
They have come and taken all the souls, H-Town
Make them audience screaming like a show, H-Town
Halloween is played now, in motherfucking H-Town
Bọn nó
stuff
They gon' hate yeah they gon' hate just tell them get up out my face
Middle fingers to the ops and then it’s back to where I lay
I said I'm
H-Town
wonderin' why
Then they yell to me
So tell me homie how the hell you get to be so fly
Why he so fly
He play it cool
Slow motion strollin'
That boy too smooth
sent
Like a fire pit nigga
Fire is all we spit
You can't touch a star or you die
No
Don't fuck with us my nigga
We don't play that
These H-town niggas
to H-town
Rolling up Swisher pouring up big drank slab coming down hogging both lanes candy
Paint two bitches top rank 100 racks throw it all at the Pink WAP
Drop your top, and roll with me
It's the Big Moe, and that E.S.G.
Boys bleeding blocks, in these H-Town streets
Man it's going down, making ghetto
Baby
Drop your top, and roll with me
It's the Big Moe, and that E.S.G.
Boys bleeding blocks, in these H-Town streets
Man it's going down, making
Baby
Drop your top, and roll with me
It's the Big Moe, and that E.S.G.
Boys bleeding blocks, in these H-Town streets
Man it's going down, making
scrolling
Y’all worst then these insta misses
Hoeing
Anything for the like
They’ll show it
Insert Kermit the frog meme
Not my business
Not my cup of tea
Beast
Slim Thugga want it all
Goin' solo, first cd out that nots slow-mo
Heres another hit thanks to the drank and they do-do
Fa sho though we got the club
Slim Thugga want it all
Goin' solo, first cd out that nots slow-mo
Heres another hit thanks to the drank and they do-do
Fa sho though we got the club
the T.I.P, Bun-B and Slim Thug
I got drank by the pint
Dro by the pound
Headed to the club in the boss top down
Slim Thug bout to clown represent H-town
If
H-Town Tex, where they don't barre plex
Invisible set around my neck, I look good and reflect
The Slim Thugger, on 23's burning rubber
Sometimes I want
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