Lone Star Lyrics

Jon Connor

(Hook)
Down south city low, sub subs in my trunk
Mean west timid hoes 26's on the truck
Whole booty on the flo, On the flo,On the floor
Whole booty on the flo, On the flo,On the floor
All be walking like they pimpin'
With their candy painted doors
Talk down still vividly
The can ,Sippin' low I told her
Whole booty on the flo, On the flo,On the floor
Whole booty on the flo, On the flo,On the floor

(Verse)
Nigga was in down south
Sitting up in the house of blues
Chilling,I catch these hoes,
I don't catch thrillest
That were a nigga in the building
Mean west game so cold
Y'all should've known that
We will raise in a minute
Thick motherfucker I knew I had to get it
She had three kids I pay for the ceiling
A girl came with her, part time hater ,four time stripper
She had an ex man and a house still bitter
Thought I was gonna kiss ass for that ass
How the fuck you figure
No,wrong I ain't gotta do all that
My nigga just came with the liquor
Shots of the rockin' you girls on flow
Now she got her ass on the floor right with her
Everybody drinking, everybody fading
She asks the girl for the night you are crazy
This ass wasn't gonna go down that 90
Swear ass niggers got the game on taining
Swollen hoes that don't want a thing
Wife to hold that don't want your ring
She run the game she can coach this team
That's why I hand her mine
That's how it's supposed to be

(Hook)
Down south city low, sub subs in my trunk
Mean west timid hoes 26's on the truck
Whole booty on the flo, On the flo,On the floor
Whole booty on the flo, On the flo,On the floor
All be walking like they pimpin'
With their candy painted doors
Talk down still vividly
The can ,Sippin' low I told her
Whole booty on the flo, On the flo,On the floor
Whole booty on the flo, On the flo,On the floor

(Verse)
Hold on please, don't confuse me with these fucking coons
Sipping ass lames like it's something cool
You know I'm pulling up in something smooth
G the fuck up,first day of school
I don't shit your bitches so promiscuous
She a runner, you should see the shit she did
I ain't lay up with her I just here to sleep
I can't do that shit I'm a pimp , you dis?
Near west making as it manifest
'Cause being too fat is nothing less
Big breast feel so good all on my chest
I'm an addict for this pussy yes I must confess

(Hook)
Down south city low, sub subs in my trunk
Mean west timid hoes 26's on the truck
Whole booty on the flo, On the flo,On the floor
Whole booty on the flo, On the flo,On the floor
All be walking like they pimpin'
With their candy painted doors
Talk down still vividly
The can ,Sippin' low I told her
Whole booty on the flo, On the flo,On the floor
Whole booty on the flo, On the flo,On the floor

(Verse)
Yeah you know I'm a lone star,
In my home is that lone star
Where them gangsters is known for having
They all drown in their own bar
Baddest bitch is ballin' out
In their own crib and their own car
And when it come down to chicks
It's been many too places that's own for
Candy painted slabs, rolling up and down the ab
See them jazzy yellow prawls
Put that big ol' last of grab
We cutting homeless popin' trunks
And we swagging bustin' sweet ,damn
As we burn your swishers up
And burn this ph trees
Walking tall in my neighbourhood
And I'm known for putting my feet down
Frontin' on a thrill nigga may guarantee
You gon' catch a beatdown
You girl wanna swallow my meat down
And I'm the clown that let her
Trilogy about the cheddar
Hey damn nigga do it any better,hold up mate

(Hook)
Down south city low, sub subs in my trunk
Mean west timid hoes 26's on the truck
Whole booty on the flo, On the flo,On the floor
Whole booty on the flo, On the flo,On the floor
All be walking like they pimpin'
With their candy painted doors
Talk down still vividly
The can ,Sippin' low I told her
Whole booty on the flo, On the flo,On the floor
Whole booty on the flo, On the flo,On the floor

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