
Lyrics
Is you a rich nigga, rich nigga, rich nigga
A rich nigga, rich nigga, rich nigga
A rich nigga
Niggas be blowin' big Sweets at night
Tryin' to stay satisfied
Niggas in Texas is so damn tired
Niggas in Texas is so damn tired
Tryin' to stay satisfied
Is you a rich nigga
Is you a motherfuckin' rich nigga
If you got caught up in the cross you be a snitch
Is you a rich nigga
Is you a motherfuckin' rich nigga
If you got caught up in the cross you be a snitch
Is you a rich nigga
Is you a motherfuckin' rich nigga
If you got caught up in the cross you be a snitch
Is you a rich nigga
Is you a motherfuckin' rich nigga
If you got caught up in the cross you be a snitch
And I'm solo, dolo, playboy in a four-door
Screwed tape, goin' slow, got me thinkin' though
Mind of commando, Underground King
All I know is get money and put my hands on everything
Some of these boys got low self-esteem
But I'm like P-A-T, I got ghetto dreams
Ain't nothin' wrong tryin' to get 20 cents and then squeeze
I'm from the hood, all I know is get it by any means
Team fuckin' team, you know what the hustle bring
Cotton mouth about his green, I stays on my rap
I fuck around and bring a million dollars back to my house
Goddamn, I'm good when my hustle complete
I stay on my hustle and fuckin' with Sweets
So if a bitch can't pay me, then pay me no attention
I like fly hoes with them diva ambitions
Can't put you on a mission when a bitch won't listen
Niggas be blowin' big Sweets at night
Tryin' to stay satisfied
Niggas in Texas is so damn tired
Niggas in Texas is so damn tired
Tryin' to stay satisfied
From behind the cotton row to the Astrodome
Big money Texas, nigga, that's our home
Everything rated R in the Lone Star
Hustle for your house and a car with the door that's raised
Watch them hoes, watch them feds, they'll send 'em
I got niggas locked down, that's exactly how they did 'em
Everything copa steady, copa steady
Fuck you, pussy niggas, tell your bitch that I said it
No need to ask, nigga, got my balls and my word
A top flow nigga and I started from a curb
Trend setter get cheddar, yeah, the whole world gets served
Screw, you got 'em all now on a sip of syrup
Blow my herbs and relax and gather my thoughts
Put a master plan together so I won't be caught
Seein' buckles in belts and women and grills
The Lone Star state where you must be trill
Niggas be blowin' big Sweets at night
Tryin' to stay satisfied
Niggas in Texas is so damn tired
Niggas in Texas is so damn tired
Tryin' to stay satisfied
It's all real in Texas and it ain't no illusion
If I'm not in Dallas, then it's out in the Houston
It's known in Texas that the girls be choosin'
When them niggas showin' out, swangin' on them and cruisin'
We get money in Texas, it ain't hard to tell
Waco, Killeen, and T-Y-L
We 'bout stacks, Screw it up and feel that
Amarillo to Lubbock, what we call it, the flats
Hit the country town and cross the railroad tracks
Marshall to Longview, reppin' all of that
Anywhere you go in Texas, we got cups in our hands
San Antonio, Corpus Christi, Paris, Texarkana
Big wheel on trucks, slabs, and bucks
Bomont to Port Arthur, boy, tryin' to come up
Can't forget that Nat Town and them boys in Lubbock
Fort Worth, Texas bangin', always into somethin'
Niggas be blowin' big Sweets at night
Tryin' to stay satisfied
Niggas in Texas is so damn tired
Niggas in Texas is so damn tired
Tryin' to stay satisfied
Is you a rich nigga
Is you a motherfuckin' rich nigga
If you got caught up in the cross you be a snitch
Is you a rich nigga
Is you a motherfuckin' rich nigga
If you got caught up in the cross you be a snitch
Is you a rich nigga
Is you a motherfuckin' rich nigga
If you got caught up in the cross you be a snitch
Is you a rich nigga
Is you a motherfuckin' rich nigga
If you got caught up in the cross you be a snitch
Of course, you can't, I'ma head up
Like I said, all my small town hustlers, big city slickers
Texas raised up niggas
Pour up and show up
That's what it is
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