C-c-come 'n do it, Bun C-c-come 'n do it, Bun C-c-come 'n do it, Bun C-c-come 'n do it, Bun (Bun) Back on the blocks, nigga (Bun) Servin' 'em rocks,
Draped up and dripped out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout? Draped up and dripped out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout? Draped up and dripped out, know what I
[Intro: Lil' Keke] Big terrible Texas It's where legends are born I'm Lil' Keke The Don Original Screwed Up Click It's a dedication to DJ Screw
Smoke somethin', bitch UGK, hold up, talkin' bout, uhh Pimp C P.A. Trill nigga Polo fuck that Hilfiger Made myself a ghetto star On the slab, sippin'
Ah yeah 2010 and we still rolling You know Bun My dad used to tell me every time he thought he knew it all Something new would come up So at this time
Alright, alright, alright Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay Alright, alright Alright, alright, alright Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay Alright, alright It's
[Intro] [Crowd chants "Bun B!" for first 10 seconds] [Verse 1 - Bun B] I do this shit for Pimp C bitch (bitch), so what the fuck is up? (up) Step roll
I'm a "G", nigga you don't know about me I'm a "G", nigga you don't know about me I'm a "G", nigga you don't know about me But yo ass gonna learn and
Yeah (Yeah) Uh Colli Park in the house Slick we got Bun B (Bun B) Ying Yang Twins Check it out Colli Park drop them beats that'll rock ya world (Thats
I say gentlemen, ladies, bad ass, out of control babies It's the return of the bad ass perm pimp ya heard Ya boy Fr-Fr-Fresh, Fr-Fr-Fresh Fr-Fr-Fresh,
Hey, Hey, we keepin it treal, samba baby [chorus:] If u need love im lovin, if u need a thug im thuggin, whatever u need girl ima hold u down, need
[INTRO] Hahaha Just like that (yeah real shit nigga yea) Jizzle H-town Bun (wassup) you had ta go fuck wit ya homie right (you know it jeezy) [Chorus
'Cause we don't come out till after dark With nothing less than 28 grams of spark And nothing less than 16 ounces of sip Every time that it's time to
Hold up, Mddl Fngz up Pussy Ass Niggas Down nigga Htown texas stand up Southwest, sunnyside, PA we up in here baby Holla, know'm talking bout [Bun
[Intro - Chopped and Screwed Voice (echo)] Hold up mayne I know you ain't think we wouldn't fittin to come through with somethin for the slab You must
[Verse 1 - Bun B] Well it's Bun B performin live, one night only (one night only) Come on through and kick it with your trill homie Showtime's midnight
[Bun B - Verse 1] Now when it come to making money Ia??m a printing press When it come to being Trill Ia??m a litmus test I run it like a fitness test
[Chorus: Drake] Emotions in this game run deep So before these haters kill me in my sleep - I'd like to say it's been a pleasure Reppin 'til my last second