
Texas Pete Tedashii & Trip Lee (Ft. Lecrae)
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[Intro]
(Juberlee)
[Chorus: Lecrae & Trip Lee]
Ridin' slow in my Cadillac, slidin' through the street
Hope them boys don't double-cross 'cause I keep my Jesus piece
Feel like Shaq in '03, boy, ain't no stoppin' me
We keep it hot, yeah, we keep it hot just like Texas Pete
Ridin' slow in my Cadillac, slidin' through the street
Hope them boys don't double-cross, but I keep my Jesus piece
Feel like Shaq in '03, boy, ain't no stoppin' me
We keep it hot, yeah, we keep it hot just like Texas Pete
[Verse 1: Tedashii]
In my slab with the Bible on the dash when I creep
Hit my knees before I hit the streets to make them ends meet
I'm a lone star, baby, you know Texas made a G
And you know I set the bar, hit that church in Easter pink
Hold it down when you come around, gotta keep it solid
I'm the dream like Hakeem, watch me take off like a rocket
Boy, stop it, we been reppin' 116, how could you doubt it?
We been preachin' 'fore we even had a dollar in our pockets
Been a prophet, when I speak into your life, it ain't for profit
It's to lead you to the light, plug you to the power socket
Comin' down like a deacon with the good book in my hand
Arm hangin' out the window slow and loud when it jam
(Juberlee)
[Chorus: Lecrae & Trip Lee]
Ridin' slow in my Cadillac, slidin' through the street
Hope them boys don't double-cross 'cause I keep my Jesus piece
Feel like Shaq in '03, boy, ain't no stoppin' me
We keep it hot, yeah, we keep it hot just like Texas Pete
Ridin' slow in my Cadillac, slidin' through the street
Hope them boys don't double-cross, but I keep my Jesus piece
Feel like Shaq in '03, boy, ain't no stoppin' me
We keep it hot, yeah, we keep it hot just like Texas Pete
[Verse 1: Tedashii]
In my slab with the Bible on the dash when I creep
Hit my knees before I hit the streets to make them ends meet
I'm a lone star, baby, you know Texas made a G
And you know I set the bar, hit that church in Easter pink
Hold it down when you come around, gotta keep it solid
I'm the dream like Hakeem, watch me take off like a rocket
Boy, stop it, we been reppin' 116, how could you doubt it?
We been preachin' 'fore we even had a dollar in our pockets
Been a prophet, when I speak into your life, it ain't for profit
It's to lead you to the light, plug you to the power socket
Comin' down like a deacon with the good book in my hand
Arm hangin' out the window slow and loud when it jam
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