| Out in Chi-Town drinking on that Texas Kool-aid
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| Out in MIA drinking on that Texas Kool-aid
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| Just like these niggas jury I swear these niggas
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| Down in ATL drinking on that Texas Kool-aid
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| Out in LA smoking kush and drinking Texas Kool-aid
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| Just like these niggas jury I swear these niggas
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| Down in Houston, Texas drinking on that Texas Kool-aid
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| Got piston on me, and a pint of fucking raw (mud)
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| Got strong in my swisher, and your bitch in my car
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| R.I.P Pimp C; |
| I’m still sipping bars (the pimp)
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| Nigga a blind man can see that I’m a fucking star
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| No matter wherever I’m at I’m drinking screw juice
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| Out in New York City drinking on that Texas Kool-aid
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| Crack the sealing; |
| I ain’t drink no H20 in two days
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| It’s Thursday night, so I ain’t drink no water since Tuesday (damn)
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| Nah I don’t sip red; |
| I drink purp (what)
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| Last night I fell asleep up under your bitch skirt
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| Woke up this morning; |
| brush the residue off my shirt
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| Now I’m headed to South Memphis, to my trap to go to work
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| What’s the deal; |
| I keep it realer than a double seal
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| Some Norco and Xanax, triple kill
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| It came straight from Walgreen’s, because I’m that ill
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| But enough with all that dry snitching; |
| I’m a yeild
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| My partner Pascal got a snow cone maker full of mud
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| And South Memphis drinking DJ Screw getting full of that good
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| Have you ever smoked a backwood extendo
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| Try that shit one day and have your brain froze
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| In Kansas City, but I’m chiefing on that coughing killer
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| Split these boppers then I trash em like tobacco filla
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| 5 grams, 4 swishers; |
| I call that a forilla
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| Rest in peace to my boy Big Moe; |
| put an 8th; |
| tell me who realer |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Texas Kool-Aid , by - Young Dolph. Song from the album Cross Country Trappin, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп