Lyrics:
Low slung breasts
The big hung boy
The deep cut dress
Ran a chicken ranch
For a guy named Tex
I didn't know who Tex
Would bring home next
One
my GORE-TEX
Ring it out, doorstep
Stretch it out, Force Flex
Ding dong
Here's Johnny, bitch
Bet my team gon' pull up
Team gon', hol' up
Team so swole
the fuck you gone take me
I got my true niggas with me and we riders)(2X)
In school with pencils pass and books
in the ghetto with in Tex in killers
Tex
He said, 'Don, try to *'Hold To What You Got'
But *'Ninety-Nine and a Half' won't do
Like Wilson Pickett said
I tried, *'A Lover's Prayer'
Like
way
There's an oil man known as "Tex"
Who is keen to give me checks
And his checks, I fear, mean that sex is here to stay!
But I'm always true
line up
Gore-tex on when the rain is hard to walk in
Fuck a gold chain, I rather cop a piece of a silver
Never did no homework, left the papers in my
I was drinking beers with Tex
He had to bounce, I said what's next?
That's when I saw the text
Shawty wanted to have, hold up
I was drinking beers
York and start expandin'
Was Bob Marley singin' about tex when he sung "I'm jammin'"
Nigga fuck with my cash and I'ma blast yo' ass
Smash the glock
could on the side, but I never turned you, Frank
Never
Uh hu uh uh
And you?
A man ain't got his word
Is a cock-a-roach
Hahaha
Tex The Assasin baby
TTA
Моя дама не шарлатанка
Srtit tex@ datarka
Naxkinict padarka
Tramt tox ch@ngni
Hanaqa u kataka
Как тебе такой маршрут?
Swisotel таганка
Ей фейсап не
Bad and boujee update
You know, i do this right here for ma niggs
Shillz tex nigga (che che che) tex gang
Afro Trap lifestyle nigga skrrrrr
Hi tops
much, we need a private plane (uh, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Toss on my Gore-Tex and walk in the rain (walk in the rain)
Everything not perfect but
I swang on em swang on em [repeat x2]
[Bun B]
Now if you come to this t.e.x.
Betta show some love cause homey you don't wanna see me plex
We be
way
There's an oil man known as "Tex"
Who is keen to give me checks
And his checks, I fear, mean that sex is here to stay!
But I'm always true
city it's a red & blue
Go ask Tex, he knows what to do
Knock-knock peeps better run the door
Horns held high, drag on the floor
Lucifer rising
city it's a red & blue
Go ask Tex, he knows what to do
Knock-knock peeps better run the door
Horns held high, drag on the floor
Lucifer rising
Roosevelt High
Johnny Ray Tex Scooter and Lorenzo too
It's T.W. Lou from the boogaloo
Every soul that passes by
This songs to you from the Jackson 5
taking money
Morgues full of niggas with the last shit they ate in stomach
Spinach and steak. Gore-tex boot prints still on his face
It's still on his
waiting for you"
And there they were standing side by side smiling at me
Tex Ritter Johnny Horton George Morgan
Dottie West and Keith Whitley
And then he
вопреки
Ты мне друг или враг, убегаешь в закат, отпускаешь навеки
Asa pachar@ es imanam
Vor asumes indz toxnem heranam
Vonc anem vor qez moranam
U qo tex es
way
There's an oil man known as "Tex"
Who is keen to give me checks
And his checks, I fear, mean that sex is here to stay!
But I'm always true
Wenn Tex Black die Wumme zieht, direkt in deinem Wohngebiet
Killt er jeden Hero Junk der Pep oder Schore dealt
Journalisten kommen während wir hier
Capital girando, Eu no porsche
Vibe 90's na pista toca Vermelho Neon!
Ela manchou a minha Gore-Tex de Batom
Corrente de Artista Pop, Colete que vem do Norte
what did I do to deserve that?
And what a crime is that?
Oh, so call me, don't text me
So call me, don't tex
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