Texas Cups Cali Blunts (feat. Bun B)

Out In Texas Man I Swear To God I Met This Bad Bitch Texas Cups & Cali Blunts I Roll It & Then I Pass It Let's Do It Let's Do It, Let's Do It Let's Do It, Let's Do It, Let's Do It Let's Do It Let's Do It, Let's Do It Let's Do It, Let's Do It It Was 2 A.M. Bumping U.G.K I Fucks With SPM I Know There's People Sippin' On That Purple Like Its Juice & Gin I'm Proud To be From Cali But I Like Your Style And The Type Of Rims Windows Tint, Money Spin I Listen To Screw And I'm Smokin' To It Cadillac's And Candy Paint Swerving Thru 28th & Main Johnny The Jeweler Got Them Chains And Put 2 Cups On Every Drank I Said What Hood He's From? When She Told Me, Yeah, Kirko Bangz That's What I Thought When I Heard That Name Then I Turnt It Up When I Heard That Bang Houston I Fuck With Houston She Made Me Love It She Seduced Me She's On That New Shit I'm On That True Shit I'm Used To Ridin' Low Lows Gangsta Is My Code She Was Tippin' On Fo Fo's We Started Smokin' That Dro Posted Up In That H-Town I Just Got Back From That P-A-T Where They Grippin' Grain Grippin' Stains It Ain't Like You Ain't Bout D-A-T One Hand Is On That Wood Grain The Other Hand Is Holdin' That G-A-T So Pass The Swisher Sweet B-A-T We Breaking Bread Let's C-A-T Like E.S.G. We Swang & Bang Them Cali Boys They Bang & Swang Bitches Hang Off My Dang A Lang I Give A Hoe Nightmares Like Dana Dane And This Ain't A Thang It's Nothin' G I Don't Front For You So Don't Front For Me I Flex It Hard And You Stuntin' G Your Wrist Haven For Hoes Get A Cut To Me Cuz I'll Take Her Then I'll Break Her You Ain't A Mack You A Muthafucken Faker She'll Gon' Shake Her, Money Maker To Give Me Purple & Gold Like I'm a Laker Earthquaker When I Touch Ground Been Around The World To Cover Much Ground Blew Thru Them Euros & Much Pounds I Gotta Throw My Hands Up Mayne Touchdown Now Let's Go