Made In Texas

Yeah" I'm made in Texas motherfucker, that's where I stay
Where real hustlers serve cluckers every goddamn day
The home of Screw, the home of Pimp, the home of Tom and Flip
I wish death upon a rat that run his tongue and lips

When I walk to the car, I talk to a
Broad, I spit my ism, yes I'm pimpin'
I'm allergic to leeches, I'd rather spend my time with women
I stab the pussy like Jason and most of my killers Haitian
These billions my dedication, I never took a vacation
Spit shit like I'm a dragon, we mobbin', we black flaggin'
My opps we gon' catch 'em lackin', with Dracos for jaw jackin'

You know I'm legendary, Texas shit hereditary
I have no feelings on the 14th day of February
Pussy, weed and alcohol, it seems to satisfy us all
Bitch I came to renovate, now I'm knockin' down the walls
I was a big T slangin' every tape I had
I got the fifth wheel hangin' on the back like a

Sub-Zilla, Lil' Flipper, syrup shipper, shape shifter
Wife gripper, Chevy tipper, how you motherfuckers figure?
How you gon' come try testin' this? Send that ass to Methodist
My bitch started trippin' so I went and got a better bitch
I don't have the funds, I fuck around, forget about a bitch
Texas made, Texas paid, fresh up out the dealership

Crawlin' through the clover, I be pimpin' like I'm Hova
Took a bitch back to the crib and break her down like Mega Motor
When it comes down to them hammers, we tote glizzys with them ladders
Or Bin Ladens with bananas, rent a play in Texarkana
All the way to Oklahoma, play with Zilla and it's over
I'm a motherfuckin' soldier, that's like syrup in this soda

Made in Texas, lil' ol' nigga
You smell me?
And this just the motherfuckin' intro
Zilla and Lil' Flip
Texas shit, ya dig?