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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nipsey Hussle
Nipsey Hussle
Vocals
Cobby Supreme
Cobby Supreme
Vocals
DOM KENNEDY
DOM KENNEDY
Vocals
Skeme
Skeme
Vocals
TeeFLii
TeeFLii
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christian Joel Jones
Christian Joel Jones
Songwriter
Dominic Hunn
Dominic Hunn
Songwriter
Ermias Asghedom
Ermias Asghedom
Songwriter
John Wesley-Groover
John Wesley-Groover
Songwriter
Kelion Sutton
Kelion Sutton
Songwriter
Lonnie Kimble
Lonnie Kimble
Songwriter
Michael Ray Cox Jr.
Michael Ray Cox Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Resource
Resource
Producer
The Futuristiks
The Futuristiks
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
H-Town in my cup, OG in my blunt
Crenshaw on my shirt, German on my stunt
Keep that H-Town in my cup, OG in my blunt
Crenshaw on my shirt, German on my stunt
Keep that H-Town in my cup, OG in my blunt
Crenshaw on my shirt, German on my stunt
Keep that H-Town in my cup, OG in my blunt
Crenshaw on my shirt, German on my stunt
[Verse 2]
Bitch, I'm makin' moves, 6 on 22's
Walk inside my house, all you see is views
Flatscreens on the wall, white folks in the hall
Make a hunnid racks and tell my bitch to count it all
It was us against the odds, till **** played they cards
All we did was ball, look how they did my door
All these pretty broads, all these foreign cars
Made a grip to lose it all, it was the rise before the fall
But I'm still goin', H-Town in my cup
Kush still blowin', strike my **** up
They know it's still rollin', Crenshaw on my shirt
They see they boy blowin'
[Verse 3]
Keep that H-Town in my cup, OG in my blunt
Crenshaw on my shirt, German on my stunt
Keep that H-Town in my cup, OG in my blunt
Crenshaw on my shirt, German on my stunt
Keep that H-Town in my cup, OG in my blunt
Crenshaw on my shirt, German on my stunt
Keep that H-Town in my cup, OG in my blunt
Crenshaw on my shirt, German on my stunt
[Verse 4]
Every time that I got, n-**** know that I go off
Pull up in that white Benz, yeah, baby, I'ma show off
And all my **** salute me, like a **** was Adolph
Hitler, you better hide your bitch 'cause I'll hit her, I'll get her
****, and I bet you'll miss her, I don't want her
But if a **** did it, she a goner
But, man, I'ma gonna hit a corner
Take a hit of this weed and sippin' some of this pour-up
Y'all **** salty at me 'cause your dream bitch is my main slut
These diamonds heavy on me, ay, your baby mama, she wanna fuck
Her homegirl Tiffany, ****, you know she wanna come
Come and roll with me, what you call that? A threesome
[Verse 5]
H-Town in my cup, OG in my blunt
Crenshaw on my shirt, German on my stunt
Keep that H-town in my cup, OG in my blunt
Crenshaw on my shirt, German on my stunt
Keep that H-Town in my cup, OG in my blunt
Crenshaw on my shirt, German on my stunt
Keep that H-Town in my cup, OG in my blunt
Crenshaw on my shirt, German on my stunt
[Verse 6]
Tell her it's my turn, then watch the girl get turnt on
Some Zig Zags and OG, it's time to get my burn on
I made her shake that ass, but she ain't have no shirt on
I do it just like Pac, ****, I ain't had no shirt on
My money come in lumps, love only come once
You the **** she got, but I'm the **** she want
I told her, "Leave on the pumps", 'cause it's a perfect occasion
Her body lookin' amazing and my pockets lookin' Caucasian
If you **** sloppy at me, bruh, I'll slap your face off
Finna buy your job, then you gon' get laid off
Make 35 million, then I'm just gon' shade off
By 2015, ****, I'll be paid off 'cause
[Verse 7]
H-Town in my cup, OG in my blunt
Crenshaw on my shirt, German on my stunt
Keep that H-town in my cup, OG in my blunt
Crenshaw on my shirt, German on my stunt
Keep that H-Town in my cup, OG in my blunt
Crenshaw on my shirt, German on my stunt
Keep that H-Town in my cup, OG in my blunt
Crenshaw on my shirt, German on my stunt
Keep that
[Verse 8]
Purple all in my bitch, money up and just left
Slow paper, all spit, get more paper off pitch
Got a Hublot on my wrist, bad bitch on my dick
Cartiers on my eyes, and got my clear sight on my grip
This that Dom, Cobby, and Nip, add me on that here
That Westside still the best side, got a MAC-11 on hip
I sip that same shit that killed Pimp
Same shit that killed Screw
Got these dollars split with my crew
Plus we stay shitted, P-U, oh
P.S., we just the best, Khaled
That's that Louis, that's Clicquot, Balenciaga's and Bally's
This that pistols and palm trees, my palm raise a profit
Saw that Westside and then locked it
Got your girl heart in my pocket, word
[Verse 9]
H-Town in my cup, OG in my blunt
Crenshaw on my shirt, German on my stunt
Keep that H-Town in my cup, OG in my blunt
Crenshaw on my shirt, German on my stunt
Keep that H-Town in my cup, OG in my blunt
Crenshaw on my shirt, German on my stunt
Keep that H-Town in my cup, OG in my blunt
Crenshaw on my shirt, German on my stunt
Written by: Ermias Joseph Asghedom, Michael Ray Cox Jr., John Groover Jr.
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