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texas shit - ynt joshy lyrics

[intro]
aye

[chorus]
aye, this that texas sh*t
we be on that reckless sh*t
if anybody got a problem, we put on our boots and get to steppin’ quick
getting money out the mud so you know ima flex with it
20 years married to money, might as well have s*x with it (okay)
down here we all seek success so when we touch money we flex
i was down bad on my ass when i had broke up with my ex
now im getting money everyday so i can’t even stress
ridin’ sw*ngers, grippin’ grain, good smoke up in my f*ckin’ chеst

[verse 1]
hardest whiteboy outta’ houston, i know im the f*ckin’ bеst
and if you don’t think the same then we gon put it to the test
i just woke up with a bad b*tch and she counting up my checks
famous hoes they tryna’ cuff me but im not under arrest
everything bigger in texas so she won’t settle for less (no she won’t, no she won’t)
left hand grippin’ on my pole, right hand grippin’ up on her breast (d*mn)

[bridge]
we from texas b*tch
we from texas, huh
where you from texas b*tch?
yea, we from texas hoe
where you from texas b*tch?
yea, we from texas hoe
where you from texas b*tch?
yea, we from texas hoe
[verse 2]
we from texas, where we sell gas at the texico
and if you try to try me, best believe that you is next to go
i swear to god im next to blow
you p*ssy’s way up out the door
and if i get in there ‘lil b*tch i already was in the door, on god
on god
all my money it be large
real large
ride around in foreign cars, cars, yea (aye)
he a happily married man but his girl wanna wife me too
if i was broke as f*ck like all my haters, i wouldn’t like me too
all these people wanna’ fight me, sh*t i wanna fight me too
you gotta stick to yo’ own path and somehow finally see it through

[chorus]
aye, this that texas sh*t
we be on that reckless sh*t
if anybody got a problem, we put on our boots and get to steppin’ quick
getting money out the mud so you know ima flex with it
20 years married to money, might as well have s*x with it (okay)
down here we all seek success so when we touch money we flex
i was down bad on my ass when i had broke up with my ex
now i’m getting money every day so i can’t even stress
ridin’ sw*ngers, grippin’ grain, good smoke up in my f*ckin’ chest

- ynt joshy lyrics

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