Texas Margarita lyrics

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Quavo


[Intro: Skooly & Gucci Mane]
(We got London On Da Track!)
What's hadnin'
It's Guwop in this b*tch
Got my n*gga Thug with me
I got Dolph with me
Got London On Da Track
Sean engineering
Got Phil in with us, po' up!
Turn up, sideways, Guwop

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
I'm spillin' oil like an oil spill, n*gga
And my diamonds match my car wheels, n*gga
And I'm flipping like a cartwheel, n*gga
Bricksquad, we a cartel n*gga
(Ayyyyy)
f*ck talking let the rubber bands get cha
Big dog I let a bunch of runts sick ya, sick ya
Got choppers on the wall like pictures
Put the pistol in ya mouth like dentures
Surveillance cameras at the spot motion sensors
Not just a boss, I'm motherf*cking member
See I'm the owner and a motherf*cking soldier
And tell your b*tch I'll be gone in November
As a matter of fact I came home in September
Tell the truth, January , I remember
And plus my watch February, December
The big lion in the hood like' Simba
Plus I got n*ggas that dress in all black just like ninjas
With no nunchucks, n*gga just extensions
I brought my n* Snoop Lion some of the best zip
Pimp C n*ggas like they come from Texas
[Chorus: Young Dolph]
30 days flat, made a hundred off the reefer
Drinking on that Pimp C, Texas Margarita
I only smoke the best
Don't give a f*ck who got it cheaper
Drinking on that DJ Screw
Texas Margarita
Texas Margarita, Texas Margarita
I put too much syrup in the bottle
Put me in a sleeper
Texas Margarita, Texas Margarita
Driving fast cars
Dranking Texas Margarita

[Verse 2: Young Dolph]
Drank syrup till I'm dizzy
Ready to die I'm bumping Biggie
Pour 5-0s in one liter
Now my sprite filthy
Drinking on Texas maragrita
And the b*tch with me she a molly eater
But I like the lil trick that she do with her tongue
So I got to keep her
Money call my phone, I pour up a cup
And then I gotta leave her
All my hoes stay mad at me
I keep em hot
Guess they got a fever
Looking at my rearview camera
Making sure its my two seater
Just missed a show and went to jail
For a cup of lean
n*gga f*ck the people
I ain't tripping my n*gga don't take no time to make no bond
Roll one up
Jumping up in the coupe
Pull up in the hood like uh
This Margarita straight mud
You can taste it
What's in that ginger ale
Actavis what it's laced with
[Chorus: Young Dolph]
30 days flat, made a hundred off the reefer
Drinking on their Pimp C Texas Margarita
I only smoke the best
Don't give a f*ck who got it cheaper
Drinking on that DJ Screw
Texas Margarita
Texas Margarita, Texas Margarita
I put too much syrup in the bottle
Put me in a sleeper
Texas Margarita, Texas Margarita
Driving fast cars
Dranking Texas Margarita

[Verse 3: Dr. Phil]
Codeine in my styrofoam
DJ Screw what I be on
My temper short but my money long
No girlscout only smoke strong
I call ya b*tch when I want dome
Drop her off and get my juug on
I'm gettin money on three phones
Boost, Metro, and the iPhone
When I'm dirty n*gga I'm ridin alone
Before I bend a corner put my blinker on
I'ma rape the city if I make it home
Buy an Aston Martin paint it all chrome
Give me one hour, have them Forgi's on
With a Spanish b*tch rolling out our zone
Versace dress with no panties on
Red bottoms and Chanel cologne
[Chorus: Young Dolph]
30 days flat, made a hundred off the reefer
Drinking on their Pimp C Texas Margarita
I only smoke the best
Don't give a f*ck who got it cheaper
Drinking on that DJ Screw
Texas Margarita
Texas Margarita, Texas Margarita
I put too much syrup in the bottle
Put me in a sleeper
Texas Margarita, Texas Margarita
Driving fast cars
Dranking Texas Margarita
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