H-Town Dizzee Rascal (Ft. Bun B & Trae tha Truth)

[Intro: Dizzee Rascal]
Yo, you know I can't forget about H-town
Down South family
Texas (woop)
Holdin' me down from young
Trust me, trust me, trust me, yo

[Hook: Dizzee Rascal]
Keepin' it trill
In the home of the brave
Chillin' wit' the OG
UGK
Rollin' up swishers, and I smoke till I faint
Draped up whilst hitting them switches in the car all covered in candy paint
I'm rollin' round H-Town
Where Texas mandem hold me down
I'm rollin' round H-Town where
Where Texas mandem hold me down
I'm tollin' round H-Town
Where Texas mandem hold me down
I said, rollin' round H-Town

[Verse 1: Dizzee Rascal]
I'm rollin' round H-Town
Texas mandem hold me down
Actin' an arse, yeah I fool around
You know it's all mad when I'm in town
No I don't drink that purple juice
DJ Screw got me feelin' loose
Might put a diamond in my tooth
I've got a lot of money, that's my excuse
Sitting in the slab with Trill OG
Holding a smoke in a big old tree
Looking for a girl with a big old B
And she can swallow these nuts ASAP
I've got an attitude like Pimp C
These hoes ain't getting no sympathy
And breddas better not talk shit to me
Cause that's a good way to get an injury
Whole lot of goons and whole lot of guns
Now we're in the strip club, throwing up a lot of ones
There's a whole lot of titties and a whole lot of bums
Yeah the down south breddas, they're a whole lot of fun
And I'm always on a hype when I come, there's a whole lot of sure and I never wanna leave, the party's never done
We just take it to the parking lot, and then we laugh a lot, until they call the cops, yo