King Of H-Town Lyrics

Wood Grain Grippin, Never Slippin

Still Tippin, Still Pimpin

H-Town so I'm still whippin

Lambo with the paint drippin

Ice cold with the finger whippin

In H-Town we ain't ever slippin

In H-Town, I ain't ever slippin

Huh

I'm the King of H-Town

Know your boy hold it down

Keeping haters at bay

I'm the King with the Crown

I'm the King of H-Town

I'm the King of H-Town

Know your boy hold it down

I'm the King of H-Town

Round Texas

Big flexin

Big chains

Johnny Dang

With the necklace

In the great state of Texas

Haters hate cause they jealous

Parklin lot'll get reckless

It ain't nothin they can tell us

It ain't nothin they can tell us

Haters hate cause they jealous

In the great state of Texas

Where we known to get reckless

Watcha know about I-45

Watcha know about 610

Watcha know about the beltway

Switchin lanes and never drive straight

Watcha know about a double cup

Or a styrofoams thats we pourin up

That was Swisha House when I was growin up

Hold Up

Back it up

And just so you know

The system its broke

Its really a joke

I was locked up

Nowhere to go

Nothin to do

But to stand my toes

H-Town reppin

You know how we roll

Know how we move

Keep it on go

Knockin down doors

Pushin the line

Beating the post

They all just like to hate

But I don't care what they say

God Is Good, God is Great

I don't care what they say

They can never equate

They just like to underrate

They just all like to hate

Thank you Lord for today

Diamonds all up in they face

Now Im flyin, state to state

Putin food up on the plate

God is good , God is great

I don't care what they say

Thank You Lord For Today

If you need it, I got it

I'ma keep stacking deposits

Pray to the Lord cause I know he got it

What is the mission, tell him I'm bout it

He keep the money , up in my pockets

Back to Stacking up deposits

Money all up in my wallet

If you need it then I got it

If you need it then I got it

Bills pillin

Friends phony

Want my oscar

Want my tony

All the haters

Stay up on me

But I'm gone

Never own me

One and only

You can't clone me

Lotta friends, lotta homies

Some friends, some phony

Testimony

Down and lonely

Now they calling

Now they on me

I ain't messing with no phonies

Movin fast like a pony

Sellin music like I'm Sony

Eatin good never bony

Mix it in macaroni

Servin all these Pepperonis

Talk is cheap like bologne

Pay me all my alimony

I'm the King, one and only

I'm the King, one and only

I'm the King of H-town

Know ya boy hold it down

Babyjoe hold it down