It's Da Backwudz, y'knahmtalkinbout?
Once again with Nas, Slim Thug
Talk to 'em homey!
[Slim Thug]
You gotta love me mayne, why would hate me mayne?
I'm a young nigga on the grind gettin paper mayne
I'm the six-six tall baller draped in chains
It ain't my fault your girlfriend wanna date me mayne
I'm with them Backwud boys blowin back woods
H-Town to A-Town, always keep the sacks good
From the hood, Northside of the city
Where them boys turn corners in them lacs lookin' pretty
Fo's crawlin, you can tell that I'm ballin
NexTel stay rangin cause them boppers is callin
Boyz N Blue, Boss Hogg Outlawz
Ridin toppers through the town in them candy L-Dawgs (geah)
That's how we do it down in Texas, city of the H
Where instead of 9 to 5's, boys pushin weight
We go-getters, side hustle flow spitters
Still hungry for the green on the hunt for mo' figures
(Da Backwudz, Da Backwudz, Da Backwudz, go)
[Da Backwudz - Big Marc]
I'm still comin down, painted like Crayola
My payola stackin' like pallets of Coca-Cola
I'm cold as deep freezers, scope 'em like heatseekers
Snatch her and I bang her with my meat cleaver
Oh, weight shiftin' how we burn calories
Saturated fats, pockets no cap in my salary
(What's my name) Big Marc, see me in a big car
Fo'-fifty-fo', drankin XO
Once again with Nas, Slim Thug
Talk to 'em homey!
[Slim Thug]
You gotta love me mayne, why would hate me mayne?
I'm a young nigga on the grind gettin paper mayne
I'm the six-six tall baller draped in chains
It ain't my fault your girlfriend wanna date me mayne
I'm with them Backwud boys blowin back woods
H-Town to A-Town, always keep the sacks good
From the hood, Northside of the city
Where them boys turn corners in them lacs lookin' pretty
Fo's crawlin, you can tell that I'm ballin
NexTel stay rangin cause them boppers is callin
Boyz N Blue, Boss Hogg Outlawz
Ridin toppers through the town in them candy L-Dawgs (geah)
That's how we do it down in Texas, city of the H
Where instead of 9 to 5's, boys pushin weight
We go-getters, side hustle flow spitters
Still hungry for the green on the hunt for mo' figures
(Da Backwudz, Da Backwudz, Da Backwudz, go)
[Da Backwudz - Big Marc]
I'm still comin down, painted like Crayola
My payola stackin' like pallets of Coca-Cola
I'm cold as deep freezers, scope 'em like heatseekers
Snatch her and I bang her with my meat cleaver
Oh, weight shiftin' how we burn calories
Saturated fats, pockets no cap in my salary
(What's my name) Big Marc, see me in a big car
Fo'-fifty-fo', drankin XO
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