Draped Up

Lyrics

[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 Mello, Big Steve Bun [Chorus: Lil' Keke] Draped– draped up and dripped out Know– talking– talking 'bout? Draped up and dripped out Know– talking– talking– draped Draped up and dripped out Know– talking– talking 'bout? Draped up and dripped out Know– talking– talking– draped [Verse 1: Bun B] Well, it's big Bun Beeda, baby, Mr. Woodgrain (Grain) With diamonds up against him balling through your hood, mayne (Mayne) And I'm smoking on some good, mayne (What?), the color purple Not the movie, but the kind that have you going in a circle Chrome looking more classy than the Transco Tower (Tower) Car drippin' candy paint like it just came out the shower (Shower) Like 'Face, I got the money, the power and the finesse To roll around one deep with hundred-thousand 'round my neck (Hold up) I'm looking real shiny, you can see me from a mile away Thought you was doing it 'til 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, then I'm Cadillac turning, mayne (I'm gone) Lil' swing to the left, big swing to the right My plates scraping and I'm sliding the pipe, it's super tight (Tight) So don't try to knock us, baby (Nah), don't try to hate That's how we do it in that Lone Star State, get it straight We be [Chorus: Lil' Keke & Bun B] Draped– draped up and dripped out Know– talking– talking 'bout? Draped up and dripped out Know– talking– talking– draped (We be) Draped up and dripped out Know– talking– talking 'bout? Draped up and dripped out Know– talking– talking– draped Draped– draped up and dripped out Know– talking– talking 'bout? Draped up and dripped out Know– talking– talking– draped Draped up and dripped out Know– talking– talking 'bout? Draped up and dripped out Know– talking– talking– draped [Verse 2: Bun B] Now, if you never been to Texas it's a picture to paint (Paint) 'Cause we doing it real big incase 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 (Watches), bracelets (Bracelets), chains (Chains) Pieces (Pieces), teeth, man, we throw'd in the game We got screens in the headrest, visors in the ceiling (Ceiling) On chrome in eighty-three's and fours and Vogue peeling (Peeling) With bumpers and belts across the back of my trunk (Trunk) Push a button and my car is waiving "bye" to you, punk (Punk) We from the land of sippin' on syrup and banging the Screw We slab swingin' comin' down and through, I thought you knew (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: Lil' Keke & Bun B] Draped– draped up and dripped out Know– talking– talking 'bout? Draped up and dripped out Know– talking– talking– draped (We be) Draped up and dripped out Know– talking– talking 'bout? Draped up and dripped out Know– talking– talking– draped Draped– draped up and dripped out Know– talking– talking 'bout? Draped up and dripped out Know– talking– talking– draped Draped up and dripped out Know– talking– talking 'bout? Draped up and dripped out Know– talking– talking– draped [Verse 3: Bun B] One time for my trill niggas reppin' the block Them 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 twenty-ten 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 (For real) I'm down for my clique just like I'm down for my block And I'ma stand up for my partner 'til they let him off of lock (Hold up) So gon' 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 is finna show they naked ass We be [Chorus: Lil' Keke] Draped– draped up and dripped out Know– talking– talking 'bout? Draped up and dripped out Know– talking– talking– draped Draped up and dripped out Know– talking– talking 'bout? Draped up and dripped out Know– talking– talking– draped Draped– draped up and dripped out Know– talking– talking 'bout? Draped up and dripped out Know– talking– talking– draped Draped up and dripped out Know– talking– talking 'bout? Draped up and dripped out Know– talking– talking– draped