[Intro: C-Note]
Damn, already three in the morning, huh?
It's going down
I'm leaning, drinking drank
Candy sweets, you know what I'm saying?
Third coast, nigga
UGK 'bout to wreck shop
This C-Note off that Botany
Smokin' and leanin', nigga
Stacking paper, fool
You know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
[Verse 1: Bun B]
Man, I'm larger than life
These motherfuckers ask, "Is it the bark or the bite?"
It's both, chilling on streets you scared to park on at night
Just forfeit, just like I'm becoming part of the light
And you, man, you gon' be the biggest mark at the fight
See, I never understood what made you think you was handling
You half-ass running through my neighborhood vandling
Next time, I'ma light your world up like it's candlin'
Get some Italians to play your ass like a mandolin
These cocaine wars got my mind in a frenzy
The feds tried to confiscate my 'Lac and my Benzy
Colombian assassins hunt a nigga like Lindsey
And now one of my workers came up short with my ends, see
Shit, running the streets used to be complicated
But now it's all either drug or strong-arm related
But never can the bond be faded, fool
Ring the alarm, pour the Dom, we made it
Damn, already three in the morning, huh?
It's going down
I'm leaning, drinking drank
Candy sweets, you know what I'm saying?
Third coast, nigga
UGK 'bout to wreck shop
This C-Note off that Botany
Smokin' and leanin', nigga
Stacking paper, fool
You know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
[Verse 1: Bun B]
Man, I'm larger than life
These motherfuckers ask, "Is it the bark or the bite?"
It's both, chilling on streets you scared to park on at night
Just forfeit, just like I'm becoming part of the light
And you, man, you gon' be the biggest mark at the fight
See, I never understood what made you think you was handling
You half-ass running through my neighborhood vandling
Next time, I'ma light your world up like it's candlin'
Get some Italians to play your ass like a mandolin
These cocaine wars got my mind in a frenzy
The feds tried to confiscate my 'Lac and my Benzy
Colombian assassins hunt a nigga like Lindsey
And now one of my workers came up short with my ends, see
Shit, running the streets used to be complicated
But now it's all either drug or strong-arm related
But never can the bond be faded, fool
Ring the alarm, pour the Dom, we made it
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