Search results for 'Vintage Thunderbirds Of Houston'

Heaven, Hell or Houston

ZZ Top

El Loco

1981

through in search of the ever elusive Thunderbird

I got a job as a public relations man
Passing out handbills on Austin Street
Merely an effort to improve

Yea yeah
Yeah
Alright
Yeah keep it simple
Yeah
I have thing for vintage cars and vintage women
She has thing vintage fashion and young lavish living

the thunderbird
Thunder at the Oracle
Mascot
Reflection Eternal
Train of Thought
Holla if you hear me though
Baby come and Feel Me Flow
Oh

I just love hooping

Classics (Swag)
Die Bitch gibt good Brain, guck wie sie mir Harvord Head gibt
Hardwood Classic - das ist Vintage Gear
Eine Leather Jacket, dass ich nicht im

it (don't do that)
I see the boy movin' wocky, my bitches elegant, bougie and cocky (they is)
They thought I was born up in Houston 
When I bought

Drowned out the noise with my pen and my pad
Nothing like average I'm making classic shit
Honor the greats
(Uh)
Vintage by A+ but wait
How could I do

in power shout out to Nipsey huh
I'm Vintage like the 60's gettin' geeked I feel a hippie huh
She wanna be my pooh I told that girl yo name ain't

Rocket boy, I'm slidin' feeling like Hakeem aye
Might move to Houston just so I could feel the breeze aye
Olympics on my jacket
Olympics on the team

so I proceed with caution
Droppin' fo's all in my tea like I'm in Boston 
Or in Houston got me I don't even know
Falcon wings, got it comfy
Don't need

Yeah, yeah, yeah, aye
Cook, cook up
Yeah, woo, woo, woo

Frog eyes on the old school, I'm vintage baby
Toss my chain in the crowd, throwin rocks like

December (Nomad Houston)
Yay? Ok, used to sell a bit, no fucks given stay celibate
Higher then heaven for the hell of it
And if you seeing me know the L is

Alright now
Born and raised in Houston
That's Texas bitch get it correct
Was just a boy who avoided trouble
But not afraid to come for ya neck
I

drowning but now I'm swimming
Komm vorbei, sei dabei
Lebe viel zu fast und wir überholen alle
Vintage baggy von Chanel, nicht aus Shanghai
Mache immer

80s baby with a 90s bitch I been the shit got vintage drip
You niggas green like spinach dip y’all ain’t seeing this penmanship
Sleep on me you gone

Houston to California 
It’s a big baller mindset
Everybody trying to make the ends meet 
On the grind so stand down 
Heating up the winter time
Turn it in

Made mistakes ima take to my grave
King Kunta, on my kendrick lamar
Who would've thought we would make it this far
From Houston to da top of da charts

You can't step inside the mind of the flyest
All you get's results I'm supplying
My game perfect on the mic, Nolan Ryan down in Houston
I'm just doin

feel like
Donating to a good will 
Packing up to go 
Cuz Houston flooded out of control and all they wanted was a good meal
Where's that thrill
Where's

With your baby
And I ain't talkin car seats
Nah

Smokin green like Boston
I'm in Houston
Got her drippin' like an Oiler
We on to them shrooms
Feelin'

that
Made by OGs on my sweats, game seasoned like a vet
Tell that bitch to come correct, I don't be frontin' on the net
Vintage Gucci's on my face, retro

niggas the the tinteds too
I'm old school either a vintage view
Wit no soul like a tennis shoe
No sling shot but a menace too
And You can learn something

The original vintage,
Ain't gotta bandage to manage,
The seepage or spillage,
Just a dungeon born,
Spongeaform,
Warned ya before,
That my skin is worn

Rockets (Houston)
Kinder rappen vom Trap, doch sehen aus wie Hobbits (pff)
Blaulicht, ich bin weg, lass' mich nie busten (niemals)
Ich trag' mittags Nike