Taiwan To Texas

Clipse & Pharrell Williams - Rap
Taiwan To Texas
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[Intro: Pharrell Williams] Star Trak, Star Trak - Star Trak Star Trak, Star Trak - Star Trak Star Trak, Star Trak - Star Trak Star Trak, Star Trak - Where you at? Star Trak, Star Trak - Star Trak Star Trak, Star Trak - Star Trak Star Trak, Star Trak - Star Trak Star Trak, Star Trak - Where you at? [Hook] From Taiwan to Texas, Lambos to Lexus Diamonds in my necklace Leave y'all bitches breathless You don't want to test this Burners leave you chestless Thousand niggas restless Do you get my message?! [Verse 1: Pusha T] Yo, choose your sides, we coming for the top Y'all niggas bout to drop like fall guys When I speak, all rise Or get trampled over in Range Rovers with fog lights Tonight's got a feel in the air, caused by they stare And the spots that we walk, patrons whisper and glare You know we coming minked out Ears, neck and wrist freezed out Looking like we robbed the Sphinx out Haters in the back, you know they Cuban King'd out Jealous as ever, we took the handmade link routes Two vandals, twin calicos with pearl handles Donuts, middle of street, in pink Lambos Passenger seat, glanced at her feet, hot pink sandals Sparking my heat, told me her name was Roman Candles Yo, ya'll know who we are, you're looking at stars Clipse are the ones breakin the law [Hook] From Taiwan to Texas, Lambos to Lexus Diamonds in my necklace Leave y'all bitches breathless You don't want to test this Burners leave you chestless Thousand niggas restless Do you get my message?! [Verse 2: Malice] Young guns bustin out, targa tops and drops Sipping on Black Label lacing it with scotch (Come on) Ready or not we comin' at y'all, ready and cocked With one shot, accurate hit with red dot Ninety degrees, ninety-five speed, feeling the breeze Ninja style, twelve-hundred CCs, travel in threes We dabble in speed, poppin wheelies on the interstate 355 with fish gills, watch how they ventilate (Come on) My time radiate, my sons they got manners They cock hammers, hear bout my dogs on cop scanners (Yeah) Cat's wanna come to my clique, borrowin beats But the Clipse got all this on lock, swallow the key We plane hoppin, meanwhile y'all name dropping (What?) Went from train hopping to diamond exchange shopping (What?) Tank-topping wit links, ice dropping in drinks Malice winning much, rocking the mink, what! [Hook] From Taiwan to Texas, Lambos to Lexus Diamonds in my necklace Leave y'all bitches breathless You don't want to test this Burners leave you chestless Thousand niggas restless Do you get my message?! [Bridge] (Tell em where the fuck you from!) Star Trak, Star Trak - Star Trak Star Trak, Star Trak - Star Trak Star Trak, Star Trak - Star Trak Star Trak, Star Trak (yeah, c'mon) [Verse 3: Pusha T] Yeah, who got it sewn up? Who got a thousand on they side with signs that's thrown up Shit, we got it blown up While y'all take the bus our bitches is flown up Four wheeling, popping hot bars at the ceilin We cock back, auto-matics because it's thrillin Ask yourself, you ready to try? You ready for I? Assed out, mashed out bitch, get ready to die [Verse 4: Malice] It's wild how we fall up in pubs and night clubs Ladies show love by giving back rubs in bathtubs Switch that, backing the thugs wit black gloves cause they actors Catching our slugs with fractures Running wit thirty niggas who looking for where beef at Clipse name come out they mouth, we make em see black They blind in they third eye, my view is bird's eye Malice eliminate every first, second and third guy [Hook] From Taiwan to Texas, Lambos to Lexus Diamonds in my necklace Leave y'all bitches breathless You don't want to test this Burners leave you chestless Thousand niggas restless Do you get my message?! From Taiwan to Texas, Lambos to Lexus Diamonds in my necklace Leave y'all bitches breathless You don't want to test this Burners leave you chestless Thousand niggas restless Do you get my message?! [Bridge] (Pharrell) (Tell em where the fuck you from!) Star Trak, Star Trak - Star Trak Star Trak, Star Trak - Star Trak Star Trak, Star Trak - Star Trak Star Trak, Star Trak (yeah, c'mon) (Tell em where the fuck you from!) Star Trak, Star Trak - Star Trak (Huh) Star Trak, Star Trak - (bitches) Star Trak (yeah, uh) Star Trak, Star Trak - (yeah) Star Trak
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Credits
- Writers
- Malice
- Pusha T
- Pharrell Williams