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Bun B - Draped Up (Remix) Ft. Lil Keke, Slim Thug, Lil Flip, Z-Ro (Official Music Video) Classic
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bun B
Bun B
Vocals
Lil' Keke
Lil' Keke
Vocals
Slim Thug
Slim Thug
Vocals
Chamillionaire
Chamillionaire
Vocals
Aztek
Aztek
Vocals
Lil' Flip
Lil' Flip
Vocals
Mike Jones
Mike Jones
Vocals
Paul Wall
Paul Wall
Vocals
Z-Ro
Z-Ro
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bernard James Freeman
Bernard James Freeman
Songwriter
Salih Williams
Salih Williams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Salih Williams
Salih Williams
Producer
MIKE DEAN
MIKE DEAN
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Big terrible Texas is where legends are born
I'm Lil Keke, the don, original Screwed Up Click
It's a dedication to DJ Screw, Fat Pat, Big Mellow, Big Steve, feel it
[Verse 2]
Draped, draped up and dripped out, know talkin', talkin' 'bout
Draped up and dripped out, know talkin', talkin'
Draped, draped up and dripped out, know talkin', talkin' 'bout
Draped up and dripped out, know talkin', talkin'
[Verse 3]
I'm draped up and dripped out, the truth has just slipped out
84's, red doors, candy apple flip-flop
Got them boppers dripped out, 'cause my drop tip top
Purple cups, screw us up, that's what keep the streets hot
Don P, Bun B, please free Pimp C
Hydro, Super Flow, know these boys feeling me
Come to Houston, Texas and see swangaz and 'lacs
And don't forget to tell the people that them legends are back, yeah
[Verse 4]
It's Slim Thug showing H-Town love
Used to hit the club on dubs, acting bad on scrubs
Mad spokes and leather, 24's or better
Boys say they riding candy, but my load is wetter
The roads for competitors when they see the two letters
They'll never, ever, ever, ever get on my level
Me and Bun together caked up with clout
Staying draped up and dripped out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout
[Verse 5]
The city is back, just look at the map
Thought we wouldn't get in the game
I'm sticking my dick up in the game
And bustin' in that like a train
I'm hittin' that mayne
Look at this grain I'm grippin', I'm fixing to swang
My bumper doing the body rock
And my trunk is doing the crane
Now who in the hell was able to tell
The world it wasn't my bang
I turn up the beat, and I'm cracking the street
The city we started to train
The world is looking like Texas mane
Just watch how they pick up the slang (Slang)
Just show 'em your grill
And pick up some drank, and watch how they do the same
Hold up, mane
[Verse 6]
What it do baby, it's Paul Wall
Players rise, while haters fall
Got foes crawling in the 54
On the service road, I'm evading the law
I stay shining like headlights
And I stay crawling like head lice
Just like a boy, but I play the dice
Them twos and threes ain't nuttin' nice
Them threes and fours I'ma roll fo' sho
We have fo's and vogues, we call 'em swang
My partner Bun B bring the pain
Wanna know what I rep, just check the chain
In the hood is where I hang, on South Lee, that 5-9
He's dippin' oil, he drippin' candy
From PA to H-Town, it goes down
[Verse 7]
Draped up and dripped out, know how I'm, how I'm 'bout
Draped up and dripped out, know how I'm, how I'm draped
Draped up and dripped out, know how I'm, how I'm 'bout
Draped up and dripped out, know how I'm, how I'm draped
[Verse 8]
Yeah, Ice Age, Mike Jones
I stay draped up, dripped out, drop the top when I'm flipping out
Candy low on 84 (How you know they fo's) 'cause they poking out
Ice Age and Rap-A-Lot, pimping hoes in the parking lot
Ice Age and Rap-A-Lot, pimping hoes in the parking lot
Diamonds shining in my grill, you can see 'em in the dark at night
When I'm out in the limelight, I make sure I shine bright
I'm in the drop with the Glock cocked
You know I keep that iron tight
I'm getting brain from a tight dame
On North Main in the turning lane
I'm young and rich, talking a lot of shit
I guess it's because I'm having things
[Verse 9]
I'm still draped up and dripped out, know what I'm talkin' 'bout
Fightin' over parking spots, bustin' in the parking lot
Tu sabes, vatos, ves no fakos, parse
Te mato sin ningun contrato vamos
Now put your blocks up, now put your sets up
Fuck that **** over there 'cause I think he said somethin'
Have to take 'em with a clip out with the click out
Don't give a shit 'bout, till he gets out, free Pimp C
We draped up and dripped out
[Verse 10]
Hey, I told Bun when you need a verse, just holla
You know how we do it, you ain't gotta spend no dollars
I'm puffin' dro, bangin' screw, and riding fo's
Middle fingers in the air, you know how it goes
Stash spot with weight in it, Candy paint with flakes in it
Trunk got the bass in it, one liters with eights in it
Swisher Sweets with haze in it, you know I'm blowed
Four row diamond chain, you know I'm throwed
Johnny got me right, huh, eighty carats bright, huh
Hit the button, pop the trunk, watch the neon light jump
I'ma keep folding bread till Pimp hold his head
We miss you DJ Screw, man I hate you dead
[Verse 11]
Down to ride red, but I'ma ride blue
In the turning lane looking just like Screw
300 Crissy, don't think they doors
Everybody know Z-Ro's flow is ferocious
I keep a Robert Davis in the deck
Might be deep 22 drank in the whip
You can keep the sherm but you can pass the cup
'Cause my Cadillac rolling on glass and wood
If I knock a jacka down, would his ass get up
Hell naw, this is playa from the chest to the nut
When Screw was living, he said he bet I'd come up
Now the radio station requesting my stuff
Gotta keep a Smith & Wesson in buss
'Cause the better life keep me stressing enough
Is this rap for real, is it a blessing or what
Screw you, I see you when they wet me up
[Verse 12]
This is H-Town, Texas, tell me how does it look?
Taking over the rap kitchen, and we ready to cook
You can hear us whipping the beakers coming out of the speakers
Chefing up some fresh hard for you out of town geekers
We got 3rd Ward, 4th Ward, and Southside Gs
Plus Southwest and Bloody Nickels rollin' 83s
It's Houston, Texas, motherfucker, you know the name
And we'll see you in February for the All-Star Game
[Verse 13]
Draped up and dripped out, know talkin', talkin' 'bout
Draped up and dripped out, know talkin', talkin'
Draped, draped up and dripped out, know talkin', talkin' 'bout
Draped up and dripped out, know talkin', talkin'
[Verse 14]
Draped, draped up and dripped out, know talkin', talkin' 'bout
Draped up and dripped out, know talkin', talkin'
Draped, draped up and dripped out, know talkin', talkin' 'bout
Draped up and dripped out, know talkin', talkin'
Written by: Bernard James Freeman, Salih Williams

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