A Screw Track DJ Screw (Ft. Big Moe, Dat Boy Grace & Wood (TX))
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[DJ Screw]
Tricks
Screwed Up Click
For life
For life
Pushing for time
Y'all boys gotta feel this
Another Screwed Up Production know what I'm talking about?
For real
Know how we do it on the south
Come on baby
Shit, peep game
[Dat Boy Grace]
Roll over, jump up, south side soldier Screwed Up
Pourin', blowin', showing up in foreign luxury, popped up
In my hood a new day, choppers on my torso lets play
Underwater, lean off drank, smoking sweets (?)
That wreck your (?) to the south, shine a light on my click
Underground fame, making hits, time to tell the world 'bout this shit
How we do it in Texas; Benz, Beamer, 'Lac, truck or Lexus
Sit on tight white, (?), dripping paint, (?)
Transporting (?), hustling, fulfilling my dreams
Sitting on 20's, smoked out in that bourbon, reclined on leather with screens
As I roll I'm being chose, player hated by foes
Spit street game in my flows, turn baby mama's to hoes
Tricks
Screwed Up Click
For life
For life
Pushing for time
Y'all boys gotta feel this
Another Screwed Up Production know what I'm talking about?
For real
Know how we do it on the south
Come on baby
Shit, peep game
[Dat Boy Grace]
Roll over, jump up, south side soldier Screwed Up
Pourin', blowin', showing up in foreign luxury, popped up
In my hood a new day, choppers on my torso lets play
Underwater, lean off drank, smoking sweets (?)
That wreck your (?) to the south, shine a light on my click
Underground fame, making hits, time to tell the world 'bout this shit
How we do it in Texas; Benz, Beamer, 'Lac, truck or Lexus
Sit on tight white, (?), dripping paint, (?)
Transporting (?), hustling, fulfilling my dreams
Sitting on 20's, smoked out in that bourbon, reclined on leather with screens
As I roll I'm being chose, player hated by foes
Spit street game in my flows, turn baby mama's to hoes
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