Knowhatimsayin Bun B (Ft. Lil' Keke & Slim Thug)

[Intro: Big E Beatz]
It's a Big E Beat!

[Chorus: Bun B]
My paint is like, "Damn!" Knowhatimsayin'?
My rims is like, "Man!" Knowhatimsayin'?
My trunk is like, "Hold up!" KnowhatImsayin'?
KnowhatImsayin'? Texas and these boys ain't playin'
My roof is like, "Damn!" Knowhatimsayin'?
My tooth is like, "Man!" Knowhatimsayin'?
The truth we like, "Hold up!" Knowhatimsayin'?
KnowhatImsayin'? Texas and these boys ain't playin'

[Verse 1: Bun B]
This that "Man, hold up!" shit, that styrofoam cup shit
That 84s and vogue flows that niggas can't fuck wit'
Tippin' on fo'fos shit, slammin' Cadillac doors shit
That "Not only is it real, but it's realer than your shit!"
Woodgrain wheel and the candy paint mandatory
If you're from that Texas, you already understand the story
Money, cups and swangas (swangas), tops chopped with that trunk lit
Chunk a deuce with fingers (fingers), boy, we ain't on that punk shit
Gulfway veteran that ain't too many better than
Say he wanna dance with the devil, then fuck it, let him in
We don't bar niggas, droppin' bars while we on barre
Yeah, you might be on, bitch, but you know you ain't on par
When I pull up on a pussy nigga with that chrome boy
Shut his slab down, he gon' have to call up OnStar
Sippin' drank, candy paint, them Texas boys started that
Hate and I put one between your numbers like a quarterback