Yo, you know I can¡¯t forget about H-town
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Down south
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Family, Texas (woop)
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Holdin¡¯ me down from young
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Trust me, trust me, trust
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[Hook:]
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Keepin¡¯ it trill for real
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In the home of the brave
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Chillin¡¯ wit¡¯ the OG¡¯s U-G-K
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Rollin¡¯ up swishers, and I
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Smoke Till I faint
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¡¦
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Rollin¡¯ round H-Town where
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Texas mandem hold me down
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Rollin¡¯ round H-Town where
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Texas mandem hold me down
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Rollin¡¯ round H-Town where
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Texas mandem hold me down
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I said, rollin¡¯ round H-Town
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[Verse 1: Dizzee Rascal]
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Rollin¡¯ round H-Town where
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Where Texas mandem hold me down
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Actin¡¯ an arse cool me down
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You know it¡¯s all mad when I¡¯m
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In town. No I don¡¯t drink, fuck the
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Juice, DJ Screw got me feelin¡¯ loose.
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¡¦Got diamonds in my tooth, got alot of
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Money that¡¯s my excuse, sittin¡¯ in the
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Slab with a trill OG, holdin¡¯ the smoke
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From A big ol¡¯ tree, lookin¡¯ for a girl
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With a big ol¡¯ B she can swallow these nuts
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A-S-A-P
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Not out tune like Pimp C, these hoes ain¡¯t
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Gettin¡¯ no sympathy¡¦.
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Got a whole lot of goons and whole lot of guns,
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Now we in the strip club throwin¡¯ up a whole lot
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Of ones, there¡¯s a whole lot of tease and a whole
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Lot of bums, yeah the down south breddahs,
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They¡¯re a whole lot of fun, hype¡¦and I never
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Wanna leave,¡¦
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[Hook:]
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[Verse 2: Bun B]
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Aw, man, got a call from a boy from
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London, young kid what it do my g?
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¡¦
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That¡¯s cool with me,
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Now I¡¯m in H-town posted up,
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Let¡¯s get some drank, toast it up
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Hit up the scene and light up the
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Green and burn that¡¦and
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Pick the rude boy up the jag,
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French as fuck and we got the swag
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And we rollin¡¯ clean,
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¡¦and these boys wanna hate why you mad?
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You don¡¯t want these boys
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¡¦.
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¡¦..
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You better back up bitch and show respect
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Before you get the check
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[Hook:]
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[Verse 3: Trae The Truth]
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H-Town
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| Dizzee Rascal |
