Texas Songtext
von Dub Dueci

Syrup got me slowed down I′m screwed up like Texas niggas
Syrup got me slowed down I'm screwed up like Texas niggas
Syrup got me slowed down I′m screwed up like Texas niggas
Rose gold my necklace nigga
Only rock it when I flex on niggas
Know boys be watching so a nigga keep that Glock handy
Loud pack on deck bitch I hot box in that box Chevy

Gang
Gang
Yea
Top Flight
This how we do it


Syrup got me slowed down I'm screwed up like Texas niggas
Rose gold my necklace nigga
Only rock it when I flex on niggas
Know boys be watching so a nigga keep that Glock handy
Loud pack on deck bitch I hot box in that box Chevy
Slide down in that six, LeBron James in this bitch
Spent two bands on my fit
Two more bands on my wrist
Retro Jordan's them grapes
Gliding down on them skates
I be coming thru with them apes
Just give me a potent drink and I′m straight
Real girls get down on the floor, on the floor
I′ll lay that Mack down snatch a hoe, snatch a hoe
Couple niggas still hating on the low, on the low
Twist up and get gone off the drop, on the drop
I'm with Top Flight Gang, fly like planes
Tote two straps, I′m John Wayne
Dueci got that juice
And no it ain't from concentrate
Nigga every beat I annihilate, got your main bitch on my tidal wave

I switch the beat on you fuck boys still spaz out when the track drop
Come thru in that old school with the white top like Matlock
Nan nigga gone catch me slipping my strap cocked when the Lac stop
Been a G since the sandbox, I cash in on that jackpot
Turned up cause my weed loud
I get blowed and bust freestyles
I can do this shit with my eyes closed
That no-look, I′m Dee Brown
Got crack like 88 that straight drop no baking soda
Run game now I got your bitch sending nasty pics to my Motorola
Chronic by the ounce I got that shit that get you bouncing
Body count up in the thousands, Polo slippers when I'm lounging
I′m behind them tinted windows, getting tutored by a bimbo
Bend her backwards like its limbo
Dog this money what I been on, get you some
Yea