[Intro - Lil' Keke]   Big terrible Texas, where legends are born   Lil Keke the don, original Screwed Up Click   This dedicated to DJ Screw, Fat Pat, Big Mellow, Big Steve   Bun...      [Chorus - Lil' Keke]   Draped up and dripped out, know what I'm talking bout   Draped up and dripped out, know what I'm talking bout   Draped up and dripped out, know what I'm talking bout   Draped up and dripped out, know what I'm talking bout      [Bun B]   Well it's big Bun B now, baby, Mr. Woodgrain   With diamonds up against them balling through your hood mayn   And I'm smoking on some good mayn, the color purple   Not the movie, but the kind that have you going in a circle   Chrome, looking more classy than the Transco Tower   Car drippin' candy paint like it just came out the shower   Like 'Face I got the money, the power and the finesse   To roll around one deep with hundred-thousand round my neck   I'm looking real shiny; you can see me from a mile away   Thought you was doing it, until I came and took your smile away   Pull up on your side in the turning lane   Pop my trunk, break you off, chunk a deuce, and I'm Cadillac turning mayn   Little swang to the left, big swang to the right   My plates scraping and I'm sliding the pipe, it's super tight   So don't try to knock us baby, don't try to hate   That's how we do it in that Lone star state; get it straight (we be...)      [Chorus - Repeat 2X]      [Bun B]   Now if you never been to Texas, there's a picture to paint   Cause we doing it real big, in case you thinking we ain't   It's lots of money on these streets, being spent and being made   All it take is one look to see these boys getting paid   They living laid in big houses, with pools in the backyard   Certified gangsters so you never see us act fraud   With iced out watches, bracelets, chains   Pieces, teeth, mayn we throwed in the game   We got screens in that headrest, visors in the ceiling   On chrome 83's and fours and Vogue peeling   With bumpers and belts across the back of my trunk   Push a button, and my car is waiving bye to you punk   We from the land of sippin' on syrup and (banging the Screw)   We slab swangin' comin down and through, I thought you knew   Back in the days, all they ever did was doubt us   Now the South is in the house, and they can't do nothing about us (we be...)      [Chorus - Repeat 2X]      [Bun B]   One time for my trill niggaz reppin the block   The real soldiers on the frontline is keeping it cocked   They hold it down for they hood, throw it up, let 'em see it   So they can know how you G it, if they hating, so be it   We ain't playing where I'm staying cause it's way too real   No matter the situation, we gotta keep it trill   Got the steel on my side when I ride cause I'm ready   I got 20/10 vision and my trigger finger steady   I'm an Underground King homeboy, and not a simp   And I gots to represent 'til they decide to free the Pimp   I'm down for my click, just like I'm down for my block   And I'm a stand up for my partner 'til they let him off of lock   So go on, body rock, Southside or lean back   Two-step with your boy if you about your greenbacks   This here is a Texas toast so raise your glass   Because the whole dirty South fittin' to show they naked ass (we be...)      [Chorus - Repeat 2X]