Z-Ro, Slim Thug - H-town Kinda Day lyrics

[Z-Ro, Slim Thug - H-town Kinda Day lyrics]

You know we riding slab
With that candy paint
Dripping off the frame, down 288
Sipping purple Sprite, mack a broad tonight
This is how we play each and every day
It's a H Town kinda day

We don't ride 3's, only 4's
With alligator seats, same thang on my toes
If she ain't a dime, she ain't one of my hoes
Since they go up in the sky
I call em heavenly do's
If the interior peeling
You ain't riding with Ro
Wood flo's sliding do's
I know you wanna roll
Screwed Up Click until it's over
I put that on my soul
Black candy paint and swangas
Cause your nigga so cold
It's the high life, I don't need no dro
Spending money chasing a high
Niggas can't keep no dough
Rather spend it on some swangas
And a fresh set of 4's twenty sets of those
Ain't even what I see at my shows
Back in the day
Me and Thugger had beef together
Now we Bentley back to back
We share the streets together
Gon' be alligator
Under my ass cheeks forever
Candy wet as a sherm head
It's gon' leak forever

You know we riding slab
With that candy paint
Dripping off the frame, down 288
Sipping purple Sprite, mack a broad tonight
This is how we play each and every day
It's a H Town kinda day

Thug boss, show up and show out
It's Sunday in the city
Time to pull the load out
I hit up my Hoggs, time to pull out them dogs
Swerving side to side
Ain't worried bout them laws
Smoking on that Cali topless, broads bopping
Chunking deuces up, but I ain't stopping
Paint dripping, no mo' purp sipping
Boys getting knocked up for drank
Y'all tripping no cases
I'm with the bad bitch with the braces
Bout to head back, to one of my places
Give a thug love
Then I might hit up the club
No VIP, I'm at the bar posted up
Pocket full of money
Laughing at them dummies
Too drunk to notice
That I'm leaving with they honies
Thug's life, yeah that's how the Boss play
Different chick different day
Down here we say

You know we riding slab
With that candy paint
Dripping off the frame, down 288
Sipping purple Sprite, mack a broad tonight
This is how we play each and every day
It's a H Town kinda day

Mayonnaise and mustard, that's how I roll
I bet you never seen a black Bentley, on 4's
Yeah the 300 got suicide
And Lamborghini do's
Like the wipers watermelon
That my pimping get chose
Six by nine's, like Kirk Franklin wire
You say I don't look clean in this thang
You a liar
Huh, wood grain what I'm holding on
And y'all already know, what I'm rolling on
Swangas, swangas, swangas s W-A-N-G-E-R
These are the gorilla pokers
These ain't bars
If you ain't got em on your ride
It's just another car when we riiide
North East West and Southsiiiide
Couldn't be a buster, if I tried
H Town niggas, so liiiive

You know we riding slab
With that candy paint
Dripping off the frame, down 288
Sipping purple Sprite, mack a broad tonight
This is how we play each and every day
It's a H Town kinda day

Dripping off the frame this is how we play
It's a H Town kinda day

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