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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 shit
wonderin' what the fuck you listenin to right now, ah ah?
But it's an absolute honor and a pleasure y'know I'm
To bring you some gangsta shit of catastrophic
All the UGK alumni like myself know what is man, hey Bun

I gotta '66 so fresh
White top, burnt drop the choppers on deck
exhaust, and a motor out a ninety-four 'Vette
Fish bowl, televisions I ain't done yet

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

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

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

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

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

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I'm lane to lane, leanin' on the switch
Sippin' on the barre, smokin' green and hittin'
Bumpin' Too $hort baby, in a candy red
Drop the top and pimp the lot and watch the do tricks

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

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

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