TEXAS HEAT
Edward Lillie
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Imma hogtie the game like a cop who likes bondage Chop the bitch up and serve y'all sausage Bacon, egg, and cheese Skillets poppin, make it all green With a little bit of chronic Sam, I am, but Sam is me Seuss plus weed, call it E3 With hip-hop beats Imma spit sixteens Who else gonna give this Texas heat Roadhouse like the tour van I'm a lone star when I'm on tour man When I go bounce, I'ma land on all fours man House full of whores, but I keep it in my drawers man Kicking through the door, but I ain't keeping score Level out teams 'tween you and all your mans Got a thirteen, don't make it go blasts Shoot these beats with bullets called raps Air em out where they're standing now Cause the way they stare, is just in doubt They care too much bout my whereabouts So much sold, try to steal my clout But it's go-go-go, can't stop me now Got my hand around your throat, I'ma choke you out But I don't kill hoes, just toss em out They go do coke, but rubbed in mouth Cause they big fat nose is all down South Kiss my ass on their exit out Put em on blast for reception All my rings real brass, what's your karat count Cause the shiny thing is, real cute right now You were on my dick, you on Justin's now I was just a kid, know better now On my petty shit, I'ma wear proud No game to me, I'm the realest thing Y'all MTV, Rob Dyrdrek please I'ma tear up shows as the boy E3 And y'all just annoyed I can't get you seats My flow on points on beats like these And I'll give you this joint, that Texas Heat that (FewTile) and Soulker beat I'm a juvenile when I hit these streets Cause I run wild with the greatest ease That lumbar with the elbow grease Gotta stand tall so y'all see me Adderall for the ADD Dexterity to kill these beasts Work all day just to never sleep My flow so clean all I do is sweep Up all emcees that are far too weak When I hogtie the game like a cop who likes bondage Chop the bitch up and serve y'all sausage Bacon, egg, and cheese Skillets poppin, make it all green With a little bit of chronic Sam, I am, but Sam is me Seuss plus weed, call it E3 With hip-hop beats Imma spit sixteens Who else gonna give this Texas heat I break hearts with my God-complex And I won't apologize for being your best You gotta exercise how you givin' that neck To all the other guys, she's doin' her best So I'd give her a break if you really want head That's just me, what I'm doin' instead Givin' y'all an EP about the Wild West Young E3 on his way to success And y'all see me and say you're the best But I disagree, I'm hard to impress But I am intrigued, so come and mess On a few of these beats, straight be my guest No one's just cut for the Wild West Just get crushed under all the stress No, I'm not the one that'll lay you to rest But I will be the gun pointed to your chest, yes
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Written by: EDWARD LILLIE, LEONARD WALENTA, MARTIN PURCELL
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