Up In Tha D - Remix

We gonna slide, On them fours here
Up in the D
We gonna show you how it goes here
Up in the D
You don't wanna see my bros here
Up in the D
Man all of us
Throwed here
Up in The D
Ain't nothing but them stars here
Up in the D
We'll shut your shit down here
Up in the D
Ain't nothing but them Gs here
Up in the D
Man you better move around
When you up in the D

Man all of my boys
Covered up with them stars
Better move if you know
We don't know who you are
Show you how it goes
Pulling up
Line full of cars
Got lime in my gar
You can smell it from a far
Making way through the club
Everybody knows me
Matter fact every time we up In VIP
Pouring up
Getting crunk
Fixing to tear the club up
Got the center of attention
Everybody knows us
Security better chill
With that motherfucking maze
Got homies that done years
And they'll still catch a case
When the drank gets to flowing
And the signs get to throwing
Better watch who you know
Cause them hands might start throwing
Bottles get the busting
Straps get the bucking
Houstone
Ain't the only you cant fuck with
Dtown Baby
Burning out of valet to the next spot
And you can find me
Any place where the shit drop

We gonna slide, On them fours here
Up in the D
We gonna show you how it goes here
Up in the D
You don't wanna see my bros here
Up in the D
Man all of us
Th-rowed here
Up in The D

I'm out that Triple D
These niggas tickle me
Like my gun Symphony
Will blow them out they misery
Unsolved mystery
Y'all don't know our history
Soon as y'all hit the street
Y'all boys history
Best believe
Bitch please
Y'all faker than bitch weave
Bitch the way my wrist freeze
I can make your bitch sneeze
I'm out that paper city
Come and get this paper with me
We barred out X'd out
Go and Matrix with me

Gone pop one
And gone pop two
You gone fuck him
Well fuck him too
I'm a do me
We'll do you too
When you in the D
Well gone do you
I'm a Fooly Wayne
But I don't do no Dougie boo
Put you on that Harry Hines
See what you gonna do
I'm a player nigga
Fucking with a player click
Hell yea I got a Queen bitch I'm on my poker shit

We gonna slide, On them fours here
Up in the D
We gonna show you how it goes here
Up in the D
You don't wanna see my bros here
Up in the D
Man all of us
Th-rowed here
Up in The D

I'm out the Dirty Dirty Dallas
Oak Cliff, Texas
Catch me out here grinding with the young and the restless
North Side of Texas
Fonzerelli repping
Already En
Catch me in a new Benz
Rocking Ralph Lauren
Spinning like a whirlwind
Sipping on a eight
To play straight when I pull in
You know your boy straight
I push weight
You knows it's all in
Lone Star State
Them boys straight you know in balling

I'm a young Don
In my Sean Jean
I'm in Bonton
Doing the Don Juan
Eighteen and ready
She a young one
Matchbox Chevy
It got a sprung son
Shawty-Low bumping
You know I Dun Dun
Now I'm cranking up the Big Tuck and the Tum Tum
You selling bubble gum
You know I want some
Give me the whole zip
Imma spend a lump some

We gonna slide, On them fours here
Up in the D
We gonna show you how it goes here
Up in the D
You don't wanna see my bros here
Up in the D
Man all of us
Th-rowed here
Up in The D

Man
I drop a four in a orange Fanta
Hoes like Santa
As I pose like a Crip
In my blue bandanna
Me and Santana
Three and Snoop
Riding getting hammered
Smoking on banana kush leaning like an antenna
And shit me I'm lit like a candle
Sitting on mammal
As I slide down Alabama
Better get your camera
When I pull the Eagle
Niggas scramble like they damn Randle
Me and Gator Main handle
Bricks off the pan handle
Aye I'm a animal
Kush is Cantaloupe
In my swisher bitch is Hannibal
Can you handle them
Catch an issue
For a nigga dismiss you
Death kiss you
The Tech hit you
Left his chest and his britches wet
This is real as it gets
I'm that nigga
Hard like Mikes liquor
I'm a dog I'm a dog
Bitch don't make me Mike Vick you
And I know the game like Mike Ditka
A white fixer
No scale I sight nickels nigga

We gonna slide, On them fours here
Up in the D
We gonna show you how it goes here
Up in the D
You don't wanna see my bros here
Up in the D
Man all of us
Th-rowed here
Up in The D

I'm a certified gorilla
Born off in the D
You might catch me pimping sluts
Son there at Big T
Hold up homeboy
You don't want it with a G
You ain't heard I'm S, T, R double E to the T
Forty-five south's best
I got the Ballplaya's with me
We'll hit you with the forty damn
Like Bobby and Whitney
And I got it for the cheap if you want it come and get me
Got it
Got it for the cheap
If you want it come and get me

I need a handlebar, handlebar
She call me Papa Handlebar
Cause every time she she me
I be about to pop a handlebar
A scavenger for gallons of that muddy purple lavender
Candy coated Challenger
Jackie O is my passenger
Cause I'm beyond throwed
I'm a walking Sun show
I shine like it's morning time
And I don't mean Alonzo
Quint got the blunts rolled
We show up to a drum roll
And we gonna make it rain
And you gonna wish you had a poncho

Boy it's that DFW
And what that means
Is we ready to do whatever you want do
Down for whatever
We clown and stack cheddar
We'll chop like propellers
Yeah we'll rock that Coogi
Around here but it's too hot for sweaters
Better get your shit together
We got it for the cheap
With them fully loaded mags
For them boys who try to creep
See I rep for my street
Put it down for my block
With a big cup of oil
Smoking on some Dallas Pot

Bitch I'm out the D
Just like the Stars and the Mavericks
That's why the cars large in the yard on the fattest rims
Where they pop bars
Pour that oil but can handle it
Make them exo's vanish quick
Like a magic trick
If you ain't out the D
Baby you don't know the half of it
The hustle game passionate
Rap styles immaculate
Quarterback Cruz run the ball
I ain't passing shit
And since your girl looked at me
You might as well pass the chick

We gonna slide, On them fours here
Up in the D
We gonna show you how it goes here
Up in the D
You don't wanna see my bros here
Up in the D
Man all of us
Th-rowed here
Up in The D

Well I keep my business on the low down
Dallas where it goes down
Back and forth from Ferris
You ain't heard of me before now
My rhymes hot
I'm smoking out a lemon lime drop
My top
I bet I'm fucking with a pretty fine Bop
On that Dallas shit
Where that fire kush
Have you out of it
Or were you leave a hoe
On the corner if she childish shit
Really I can get more business done if I'm without a bitch
I just let them in when
They complement my style the shit

Me
You know I been a Mac in the D
Like a defense back
I'm Darren sharper with the flow
Every time I spit a rap
Dwayne Vega
A young player
Find me where the bitches at
And it's a Fact
If she got that water then I'm swimming laps
And kicking back
You don't really know how young pimping act
I keep the bitches running hard like it's women track
Picture that
Oh you can't see me cause your visions wack
Plus my head so big
I can't even put on my fitted cap

I hope you hear me loud and clear
One more word you're outta here TIP, TMB
That's who be
I have no fears
Hopping out of Maris
I'm sorry, I rock the Fliest gear
Balling been a hobby
You probably just did it last year
Fuck them niggas co-signing
Flashing all those fake diamonds
I stay grinding
Two and one half carrots I stay blinding
The Lurty Dirty D my nigh
Middle fingers to them pigs
All my niggas in the feds
And half the real niggas dead

We gonna slide, On them fours here
Up in the D
We gonna show you how it goes here
Up in the D
You don't wanna see my bros here
Up in the D
Man all of us
Th-rowed here
Up in The D



Credits
Writer(s): Cris Jr Munguia
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