Lyrics:
in my pocket
How I wish I had oil wells in Texas to keep me supplied
With money while I sit by your side
Every day of the week
We would visit
New Benz like send, they run up out of grand
And the trunk read Trae
So they know that I'm the man
Me Paul Wall, in a slab out of Texas
In a Cadillac,
in the morning she said me too
She got red on the bottom good head on top
I say whats up and she said boy gone head stop
Flossing roll up the dank
Diamonds on my grill diamonds on my chain
Looking good every time I'm gripping grain
Pulling up let the trunk bang
Texas muthafucka yeah that's what
in the game that Wu Tang with that Texas slang
That Grandmas cooking red beans but on that Beaumont flame
That just mean I'm from Texas but keep
Willie J Laws here, ladies and gentlemen
Sixth generation Texan
With a message
I ain't feelin' Texas
Not right now, no way
I ain't goin' back
fly
Feeling lost, wonder why
Praising God, getting by
I'm a Texas motherfucker trying to make it
I'm a Texas motherfucker trying to make it
I'm a Texas
I can see her on that sliver sand
Dancing to the local band
With the big red sun sinking down
She's the show attracting the crowd
Hey
Well, I fell
and "hope you take care of yourself"
She left her ring by the wine glass
And not much of anything else
No red dress to come back and get
No, "I'll call
(Drum Dummie)
(Drum Dummie make the beat and i’m gone kill it)
I need a red-bone from Texas, or a dark skin from Georgia
I ain’t trying to waste
got red bull down theirs instead
Cause when I’m around they
Grow wings and take off like a jet
Bet
Tell me who ready for more smoke?
Tell me who want
Yeah, man yeah
Yea, I'm comin', man
I just re'd up on a check
I just re'd up on a check
I just re'd up on a check
Blew the whole bag on my neck
I
the most.
Like bandanas and blue jeans and old cowboy clothes,
That bring back an old country song,
About rough rides and red-eyes and old broken bones,
and playing it raw
Speaking my name you better quit, 'fore you lose your jaw
S-L-A-be that's on my life, we ready for war
Who gon represent for Texas
Hum V (V)
I'm surrounded by these RBGs
(HEeee!!)
We get green, roll green, and eat green like sebi
Born in them 80's
I clown like I'm Bailey
This
Numbered artificial colors
The candies are all solid red, by the way
Two forms of cell glue, and no cinnamon
Artificial flavors is the closest suspect
How
gone by daylight
Now it's your time to die tonight
Bodies will riddle this town
The killing start at sundown
The streets will run red
By the morning
Red rum, red rum, rain down like the frogs
Red rum, red rum, like a plague from the God
Red rum, red rum, fear in the front of your mind
Red rum, red
Bob Marley]
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Woah now
[Red, red, red, redder than red]
Said I'm redder than red
[Dread, dread, dread, dreader than dread]
I get
G
Chavo meant the most to me
Look high, it's my last hope
Chavo Guerrero, coming off the top rope
He came from Texas seeking fortune
Earth hours
In the Texas gold
In the Texas gold
In the Texas gold
Sun's in my eyes
Blue sea`s in my veins
Flowers are flooded
By sorrow and pain
And I
Rolling and restless, the plates say Texas
Rolling and restless, the plates say Texas
Rolling and restless, the plates say Texas
Rappin straight
through TeJas hoes
Count it then we go
I'm living 365 days and made my way outta Texas
Outta Texas
I'm living 365 days and made my way outta Texas
Outta
Running down this ole Texas Hwy
Trying to figure out where I went wrong
It ain't rained for weeks
Everything is brown
It sure makes the day seem so
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