Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Texas Takeova, artist - Big TuckDate of issue: 31.12.2005
Song language: English
Texas Takeova |
| It’s going down, Bun B baby |
| Big Tuck baby, you know what time it is |
| The Texas take over, know I’m tal’n bout |
| Ay yo Tuck, time to show these boys how we keep it trill |
| Down South know I’m saying, well let em know |
| G’eah, this is the Texas take over |
| The G4 plane, or the Rover |
| Snatching this money, like a soldier’s supposed to |
| Riding with the pistol, syrup and the doja |
| Texas is holding, woodgrain controlling |
| Feeling like Tina, big wheels keep rolling |
| Big money folding, your ery’day hustle |
| Today I’m in London, tomorrow I’m in Russia |
| Hurricane Tuck, the man of the hour |
| Just got the money, now I’m working on the power |
| And my real niggas, still working that powder |
| While I’m representing, this blue bunny flower |
| If you want it, you could find us in Texas |
| Never gon leave, cause we love Texas |
| Everything big, up in Texas |
| By the way we walk, you could tell we from Texas |
| If you want it, you could find us in Texas |
| Never gon leave, cause we love Texas |
| Everything big, up in Texas |
| By the way we walk, you could tell we from Texas |
| It’s Big Bun king of the trill, woodgrain gripping |
| From the land of candy paint, where them boys ain’t tripping |
| See, Texas is the home of Screw music and drank |
| Coming down blowing swishas, on them 4's that clank |
| Muddy styrofoam cups, full of oil in our hand |
| Sitting sidways on leather, as I flip through the land |
| Chunking deuces showing love, as I swang up on your Boulevard |
| One hundred percent gangsta, don’t make me have to pull your card |
| From P.A.T., on up to the D |
| The fucking town we holding it down, and keeping it G |
| So what you see is what you get, baby simple and plain |
| Two of the realest done hooked up, to shut down the game |
| Don’t ask us how we got thoed, we just start |
| Now that UGK done hooked up with that, DSR |
| It’s a wrap, all haters bow down go on and chill |
| It’s some new sheriffs in town, that’s on the trill |
| If you want it, you could find us in Texas |
| Never gon leave, cause we love Texas |
| Everything big, up in Texas |
| By the way we walk, you could tell we from Texas |
| If you want it, you could find us in Texas |
| Never gon leave, cause we love Texas |
| Everything big, up in Texas |
| By the way we walk, you could tell we from Texas |
| I stay hopping out the pearl, Maybach |
| Living like Diddy in the city, take that |
| Blowing real kush, don’t believe it blaze that |
| Mob in the club, where the stage at |
| You could tell, that I’m playing with some change |
| Cause I got some down South stones, on the chain |
| Big Tuck is the name, flyer than a plane |
| Got the Gucci lens, with the diamonds on the frame |
| Down here in Texas, everything good |
| Everything candy, everything wood |
| The Lone Star State, the house on the lake |
| Riding with a bitch, thick pretty ass face g’eah |
| If you want it, you could find us in Texas |
| Never gon leave, cause we love Texas |
| Everything big, up in Texas |
| By the way we walk, you could tell we from Texas |
| If you want it, you could find us in Texas |
| Never gon leave, cause we love Texas |
| Everything big, up in Texas |
| By the way we walk, you could tell we from Texas |