me lick you up Come on and let me lick you down Come on let me lick you around And then You will feel my fire let me lick Come on and let me lick you
h town just take off the yellow tape now ya sellin h towns watch the beat break down long way from break town on my way to A town long way from h town
and a bag of weed I'm guaranteed to fuck her till her nose bleed Even if your new man's a certified mack You'll get that H-town in ya, you'll want that
tart One good lick you get knocked out the pop charts That's why I grind from the ground up They see me nowadays I be bling blowed up, Ching bling
that I mean Pelle Pelle, A-Town nigga gotta come clean [Gangsta Boo] What's up motherfucka what's up Time to get real crunk, time to tear the club up
And I'm raisin' the roof when I'm startin' this fistfight Set it off, that's me, O T-H-U-G, original thug From the C-town, outlaw squad You niggas can
moving mo weight then a whole herd of cattle I grip up the grain blowing up the panhandle mobile phone on scramble cause rap hustlin is a gamble Brick moving these H
Tuck (ride glass out on that buck, on 24's cause that's what's up) Talking down step ya game up, yeah change your game up (candy paint the frame up,
a wall full of plaques Platinum and gold, you gots to love that Posted up just like a thumbtack Better hide ya ho, 'cause she bound to get snatched H-Town
I pull out the video cam and show you the replay I screw you real slow like a H Town DJ We could jam Bun B and that U to the G.K And a little Sucka Free
delay I pull out the video cam, and show you the replay I screw you real slow, like a H-Town DJ We could jam Bun B, and that U to the G.K And a little
and coffee Tell the stewardess to back up off me we on y'all Warned ya but y'all still couldn't wait for the all-time great William H. word up And if
sceems for comin up niggas got ways to make big bank hit these streets like an army tank i'm too s-h-o-r-t spitin more game than you'll ever speak (music
no up to the T-I-M-E for me me spend C-A-S-H no gingle and penny an know gyal yuh na S-C-R-A-P-E so K-E-E-P H-I-M fOR me woy dem never know so me have
I'm guaranteed to fuck her till her nose bleed Even if your new man's a certified mack You'll get that H-town in ya, you'll want that old thing back [
Hold up Z-Ro the crooked aka king of the ghetto Screwed Up Click soldier for life Know what I'm talking about Mo-City stand up in this motherfucker Know
sack Be retired from the game, yeah that's something I wish I stay undercover rolling strapped with four fifths Rolling Don Ke from H-Town to cali Straight up
block, the hustle don't stop It's eat what you kill, that's the motto off top Yeah it's the A-Town, and the H-Town Tell em this the shake down, lay face
