Drinkin' on tits, parkin' lot flicks
Rappin' UGK, motherfucka
Rap dirty with the K, motherfucka
On the grind in the K, motherfucka
Drinkin' on tits, parkin' lot flicks
Rappin' UGK, motherfucka
Ain't no shrimps, motherfucka
Long live the pimp, motherfucka
[Verse 1: Future]
Sippin' on Podart, taggin' with you rocks
Big yellow bitch and her pussy taste like water
Cash red Cadillac, deuce in the court
Rub it on the pimp, then my uncle buddy
Niggas can't touch me like I'm Jay Prince son
Water drippin' on me, shinin' like a star
Grippin' on the wheel, Johnny Dale got me chilled
Texas in my Sprite when I'm poppin' seal
Drinkin' on mud, rockin' with the thugs
Long live Ted, the dirty south luggy
I've come to get tippy, smokin', reminiscin'
Underground king, you a legend in my memory
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Trae]
Tippin' on glass slippaz, pain on and deep as fuck
UFC in my trunk, bet this gon' beat you up
Everything movin' slow, still ain't no keepin' low
Gator replace the seats, get your ass even up
Chopper behind the scene, truth still understood
Verse ain't the tryna trill, I won't talk with it because Suzanne
Hang in on the diamonds, flex it
Swinging over my complexes
Stuntin' on it like a bird
Make seven on it, whip the wrist
Nothing on it, don't fetch attention
Get your bitches, cold efficient
Gonna kill it on competitions
Sideline 'em, on suspension
Young Bill, turned to stone
Lil' Jim, Sweet Jane's Joe
Pump it in and get your stomach full of stones
[Hook]
[Hook: Future] Drinkin' on tits, parkin' lot flicks Rappin' UGK, motherfucka Rap dirty with the K, motherfucka On the grind in the K, motherfucka Drinkin' on tits, parkin' lot flicks Rappin' UGK, motherfucka Ain't no shrimps, motherfucka Long live the pimp, motherfucka [Verse 1: Future] Sippin' on Podart, taggin' with you rocks Big yellow bitch and her pussy taste like water Cash red Cadillac, deuce in the court Rub it on the pimp, then my uncle buddy Niggas can't touch me like I'm Jay Prince son Water drippin' on me, shinin' like a star Grippin' on the wheel, Johnny Dale got me chilled Texas in my Sprite when I'm poppin' seal Drinkin' on mud, rockin' with the thugs Long live Ted, the dirty south luggy I've come to get tippy, smokin', reminiscin' Underground king, you a legend in my memory [Hook] [Verse 2: Trae] Tippin' on glass slippaz, pain on and deep as fuck UFC in my trunk, bet this gon' beat you up Everything movin' slow, still ain't no keepin' low Gator replace the seats, get your ass even up Chopper behind the scene, truth still understood Verse ain't the tryna trill, I won't talk with it because Suzanne Hang in on the diamonds, flex it Swinging over my complexes Stuntin' on it like a bird Make seven on it, whip the wrist Nothing on it, don't fetch attention Get your bitches, cold efficient Gonna kill it on competitions Sideline 'em, on suspension Young Bill, turned to stone Lil' Jim, Sweet Jane's Joe Pump it in and get your stomach full of stones [Hook] Explain Request ×
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