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Ladies and
T.I.P., aye

I know a lot of y'all out there
Man who ain't up on this down South
Probably what the fuck you listenin to right now, ah ah?
But an absolute honor and a pleasure y'know I'm sayin'?
To bring you some gangsta shit of catastrophic
All the UGK alumni like know what this is man, hey Bun

I gotta '66 so fresh
White top, drop wit' the choppers on deck
Fuel exhaust, and a out a ninety-four 'Vette
Fish bowl, televisions pimpin' I done yet

I got the checker red and I'm sittin' on chrome
On 26 just to get my roll on
One of Jeezy's songs on, make them get low
I get ass raised up, like Dr. Dre six four

Hey, come up in my hood, bet them bitches Tip
If you tell 'em you wit' him, all them gon' strip
If I show up in yo' hood, I bet you niggaz trip
Once I out this clip, I bet you niggaz gon' dip
Or get hit up in yo'

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It's the Gulf Way gangsta
Swangin' on T.I., S's and
and Blades and 'em crews of hoes
I'm a playa, you can by how I choose my pose

it gets to swangin' on the curb, you might lose ya toes
Dedicated to the slab, the dunks, the
The candy cars wit' the chopped off tops
Now put ya up against the wood wheel

back up on ya leather, chunk a deuce, and show your grill
Keep it trill, this the baby, Texas and GA
T.I. for Bankhead, I'm reppin' for P.A.
Now pop ya trunk, get it crunk, time to ride
Show them boys you got that front back and side to baby

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I'm switchin' lane to lane, on the switch
Sippin' on the barre, smokin' and hittin' licks
Bumpin' Too baby, in a candy red Biarritz
the top and pimp the lot and watch the trunk do tricks

Pimp C, I keep my on my mind
Keep a hooker on the track and keep a swisher full of
If y'know I know, you wouldn't try it
Wanna jack me for my candy car, you must die

But I don't really wanna hit ya with hot thang
I wanna get some brain in the turnin' lane
Comin' down creepin' slow, on a Colt fo'
Bangin' on the Screw, and keep the pistol here in the do'

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