Texas Takeova

Big Tuck

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    [talking:]
    It's going down, Bun B baby
    Big Tuck baby, you know what time it is
    The Texas take over, know I'm tal'n bout
    Ay yo Tuck, time to show these boys how we keep it trill
    Down South know I'm saying, well let em know

    [Big Tuck:]
    G'eah, this is the Texas take over
    The G4 plane, or the Rover
    Snatching this money, like a soldier's supposed to
    Riding with the pistol, syrup and the doja
    Texas is holding, woodgrain controlling
    Feeling like Tina, big wheels keep rolling
    Big money folding, your ery'day hustle
    Today I'm in London, tomorrow I'm in Russia
    Hurricane Tuck, the man of the hour
    Just got the money, now I'm working on the power
    And my real niggaz, still working that powder
    While I'm representing, this blue bunny flower

    [Hook: x2]
    If you want it, you could find us in Texas
    Never gon leave, cause we love Texas
    Everything big, up in Texas
    By the way we walk, you could tell we from Texas

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    [Bun B:]
    It's Big Bun king of the trill, woodgrain gripping
    From the land of candy paint, where them boys ain't tripping
    See, Texas is the home of Screw music and drank
    Coming down blowing swishas, on them 4's that clank
    Muddy styrofoam cups, full of oil in our hand
    Sitting sidways on leather, as I flip through the land
    Chunking deuces showing love, as I swang up on your Boulevard
    One hundred percent gangsta, don't make me have to pull your card
    From P.A.T., on up to the D
    The fucking town we holding it down, and keeping it G
    So what you see is what you get, baby simple and plain
    Two of the realest done hooked up, to shut down the game
    Don't ask us how we got thoed, we just start
    Now that UGK done hooked up with that, DSR
    It's a wrap, all haters bow down go on and chill
    It's some new sheriffs in town, that's on the trill

    [Hook x2]

    [Big Tuck:]
    I stay hopping out the pearl, Maybach
    Living like Diddy in the city, take that
    Blowing real kush, don't believe it blaze that
    Mob in the club, where the stage at
    You could tell, that I'm playing with some change
    Cause I got some down South stones, on the chain
    Big Tuck is the name, flyer than a plane
    Got the Gucci lens, with the diamonds on the frame
    Down here in Texas, everything good
    Everything candy, everything wood
    The Lone Star State, the house on the lake
    Riding with a bitch, thick pretty ass face g'eah

    [Hook x2]

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