City of Syrup (feat. Z-Ro & Tyte Eyez)

What's the mother-fucking deal?
DJ screw on this mother-fucking
I know what I'm saying
Nigga just started to load up shit
I know what what I'm saying

In the mother-fucking studio with my nigga
The drag baby
I know what I'm saying
Tyte eyez, Z-Ro
Screw up in the time
Red shot records
Pull it down, baby

Well it ain't no plex with the East and the West
With plenty drink for your kids and plenty of weed for your chest
So leave your pistol at home cause we ain't trying to go to war
The common denominator in the sitution

Is barre like a star you can shine with
Roll on 20's and smoke pine with me
C'mon and try to leave your mind with me
Steady be sellin, celebratin, for payin our dues
With so much drank in my cup the soda water don't even move

As a player can't associate with the plexin
Bone hard, bitch, Mo City, Texas
And a veteran don't get me wrong cause put you a glass
Pour you a glass instead of beating on your ass
Take a chill pill bill
Blow some kill pop the steal
Since we won't ba seen
Sippin syrup till we leave
From the dirty-third coast it ain't no roach a G
So fill your cup up to the brim and have a toast with me

All I want to do, is bang screw
In my dirty-third, city of syrup
Bang Screw

All I want to do, is bang screw
In my dirty-third, city of syrup
Bang Screw

Big Moe don steped in (Big moe don step in)
I done knocked out twins (I done knocked out twins)
Moe-yo comin down I'm throwed
Ballin outta control it's Big Moe

I'ma let you know (I'ma let you know)
I done let the po four (I done let the po four)
Can't nobody sip mo than moe-yo
It's Big Moe drank baby

I done came down (I done came down)
Up out H-Town (up out H-Town)
And you know I'm throwed a G
The M-O-E cocked up on three

I'm comin down threw in my day moe-yooooo
Screwww-yeah
Moe comin down made that candy wet moe-yoooo
Said a moe-oh-oh-oh-oh

Big Mow ridin down on chrome (on chrome)
Y2K with my headlights on (headlights on)
Crossin threw the yellow stone (yellow stone)
Bout to scoop me a yellow bone (yellow bone)

Po six and my stop one
Time for me to pay my phone (my phone)
Hatta'z better leave Moe alone (moe alone)
In other words just sing the song

All I want to do, is bang screw
In my dirty-third, city of syrup
Bang Screw

All I want to do, is bang screw
In my dirty-third, city of syrup
Bang Screw

In the city of syrup we like to jam music slow
Still come up substance make them hit the floor
84's and vouls with the freshes on my lows
Specialy on the fours doors
Bump the strape againts rows

Flosh low concert looking like a lumber yard
Waving my trunk up and down the boulevard
Charge the platinum card and the visa to the max!
Still won't get no sleep till my click see some cacs

Cadillacs and six packs we guys bangin screw
Click click clack, get yor wimp ass threw
Payin do's and stayin tru is the rule of the game
On top of the food chains
Bangin screw it won't change for nothing

All I want to do, is bang screw
In my dirty-third, city of syrup
Bang Screw

All I want to do, is bang screw
In my dirty-third, city of syrup
Bang Screw

All I want to do, is bang screw
In my dirty-third, city of syrup
Bang Screw

All I want to do, is bang screw
In my dirty-third, city of syrup
Bang Screw

Bang my screw
I'm gonna bang my screw (gonna bang my screw)
So what you wanna do? (what you wanna do?)
I'm gonna bang my screw (gonna bang my screw)
So what you wanna do? (what you wanna do?)

In a dirty third
I don't know what you heard (I don't know what you heard)
But I'm gonna zip myself (zip myself)
In a dirty third (In a dirty third)
I don't know what you heard (I don't know what you heard)
But I'm gonna zip myself (zip myself)
In a dirty third (In a dirty third)
I'm gonna bang my screw (gonna bang my screw)
So what you wanna do?



Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Mcvey, Tyson Duplechain, Kenneth Moore, Aswad Sampson
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