Texas Cups Cali Blunts (feat. Bun B)

Out in Texas, man, I swear to God, I met this bad bitch

Texas cups and 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 S.P.M

I notice people sipping on that purple like it's juice and gin

I'm proud to be from Cali but I like your style and the type of rims

Windows tint, money spent, I listen to this crew and I'm smoking to it

Cadillacs and candy paint, swerving through 28th and Main

Johnny the jeweler got them chains, they put two cups on every drink

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 banger

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 riding low-lows, gangster is my code

She was tipping on four-fours, we started smoking that dro

Out in Texas, man, I swear to God, I met this bad bitch

Texas cups and 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

Posted up in that H-Town, I just got back from that P.A.T.

Where they grip the grain, rip the stains, it ain't life you ain't about D.A.T.

One hand is on that woodgrain, the other hand is holding that G.A.T.

So pass the Swisher Sweet, B.A.T

We breaking bread let's E.A.T.

Like E.S.G., we swang and bang, them Cali boys, they bang and swang

Bitches hang off my ding-a-ling

I give a ho nightmares like Dana Dane

And this ain't a thing, it's nothing, G

I don't front for you, so don't front for me

I'm flexing hard and you stunting, G

Your wrist haven for hoes, get a cut to me

'Cause I'll take her, then I'll break her

You ain't a mack, you a motherfucking faker

She gon' shake her moneymaker

To get me purple and gold like I'm a Laker

Earthquake her when I touch ground

Been around the world and covered much ground

Blew through them Euros and much pounds

I gotta throw my hands up, man, touchdown, now let's go

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 riding low-lows, gangster is my code

She was tipping on four-fours, we started smoking that dro

Out in Texas, man, I swear to God, I met this bad bitch

Texas cups and 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