Draped Up Bun B (Ft. Lil' Keke)

[Intro: Lil' Keke]
Big terrible Texas, where legends are born
Lil Keke the don, original Screwed Up Click
This dedicated to DJ Screw, Fat Pat, Big Mello, Big Steve
Bun

[Chorus: Lil' Keke]
Draped-draped up and dripped out, know what I'm talk-talking 'bout
Draped up and dripped out, know what I'm talk-talking
Draped-draped up and dripped out, know what I'm talk-talking 'bout
Draped up and dripped out, know what I'm talk-talking

[Verse 1: Bun B]
Well it's big Bun Beeda, baby, Mr. Woodgrain (Grain)
With diamonds up against them balling through your hood, mayne (Mayne)
And I'm smoking on some good, mayne (What?), the color purple
Not the movie, but the kind that have you going in a circle
Chrome, looking more classy than the Transco Tower (Tower)
Car drippin' candy paint like it just came out the shower (Shower)
Like 'Face I got the money, the power and the finesse
To roll around one deep with hundred-thousand round my neck (Hold up)
I'm looking real shiny; you can see me from a mile away
Thought you was doing it, until I came and took your smile away
Pull up on your side in the turning lane
Pop my trunk, break you off, chunk a deuce
And I'm Cadillac turning mayne (I'm gone)
Little swang to the left, big swang to the right
My plates scraping and I'm sliding the pipe, it's super tight (Tight)
So don't try to knock us, baby, don't try to hate
That's how we do it in that Lone Star State; get it straight
We be