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lirik lagu fat pat - texus raised

[intro: [?]]
baby, this is your life in the ghetto
baby, this is your life in the ghetto
baby, this is your life in the ghetto
baby, this is your life in the ghetto

[chorus: ttod bumpy johnson]
we gon’ grind, we gon’ shine
the money always on my mind
i’m coming down, cruisin’ ’round
emanc~p~tion, lookin’ ’round
i’m livin’ great, that’s how i’m made
swingin’ ’round, can’t press the brakes
and we outside, it’s sunday night
i’m in houston livin’ life
i’m texas raised

[verse 1: k!lla kyleon]
never leave houston on a sunday, what you ‘posed to know
everybody know that trae the play, that’s where ‘posed to go
[bop][?] on my rope ’cause i’m a player, we get chose the most
exotic pop, i’m sippin’ pokey peach, and i just poured a four
mo city don on repeat, you got exposed to [‘ro][?]
whole club singin’ word for word like they can hold the note
apple over silver on my ‘caddy when i close the door
that’s what we call a slab, trunk pop on 84s and vogues
horses under hoods and we got horses in our stables too
[millions][?] of stallions everywhere you look, they find us megan too
mexico ain’t just a n~gga plug, boy, that’s our neighbor too
we love all the mexicans, them our n~ggas, they can say it too
everybody ballin’ like the rockets, we rock js and boots
sw~ngin’ in the rain on 59, i’m ’bout to raise the roof
if it start floodin’, i get stuck, i’m callin’ trae tha truth
candy apple parked in front the spot, i just valeted some fruit
[?] emanc~p~tion, me my dalmations line ’em up
bad lil’ b~tch from out the war with me, she fine as f~ck
if you gettin’ money, havin’ motion, hold your diamonds up
we don’t do them moissanites and labs, them ain’t no diamonds, bruh
houston texan, really out here ballin’ more than cj do
we don’t jam sh~t inside a slab unless it’s dj screw
sunday, i’m at 5th and 15 like a dj booth
catch me off in traffic, 4s spinnin’ like a dj do
[chorus: ttod bumpy johnson]
we gon’ grind, we gon’ shine
the money always on my mind
i’m coming down, cruisin’ ’round
emanc~p~tion, lookin’ ’round
i’m livin’ great, that’s how i’m made
swingin’ ’round, can’t press the brakes
and we outside, it’s sunday night
i’m in houston livin’ life
i’m texas raised

[verse 2: fat pat]
livin’ lavish is habit, so, i’ma shine [upon me][?]
baguettes, channel set, move from ounces to keys
hit the block, it don’t stop, rollin’ 20s for show
lettin’ you know third coast about to knock down the door
east and west, ain’t got [plex][?], but the [?] on the rise
red floors, candy doors, [screens][?] fallin’ out the sky
steady bumpin’ and grindin’ hoes, [?], chase it with [sk!ll][?]
it’s hard to survive, stack my paper in the land of the trill
how they feel about texas, i don’t give a d~mn
scratch a pyrex, [?], tryna get extra grams
another [?] when i hit the billboard
like a thief in the night, took over, took flight
shine a new light, southside up in the door
with the trunk glowin’ bright, crawlin’ down real slow
lettin’ you know how we gonna do this thing
hit the [cuts/cooks][?], make our paper, gon’ let our nuts hang
[pizza][?] chain, pick your brain, leave a stain on a b~tch brain
let it rain, [?], what’s my name? the f~a to the t
no [wonder/other] couldn’t beat a [rocket][?] like me, rollin’ with that boy c
no quote unquote, i ain’t no ho
haters get smoked, f~ckin’ with the third coast
[?], ain’t no time to boast
we hold the most, let’s have a toast
now these n~ggas gonna get roast[ed][?]
coast to coast, they barely know how we gone do this, [thrash][?]
step on toes, smash these boy
’cause it’s god and texas, [?]
[chorus: ttod bumpy johnson]
we gon’ grind, we gon’ shine
the money always on my mind
i’m coming down, cruisin’ ’round
emanc~p~tion, lookin’ ’round
i’m livin’ great, that’s how i’m made
swingin’ ’round, can’t press the brakes
and we outside, it’s sunday night
i’m in houston livin’ life
i’m texas raised

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