Draped Up

feat. H-Town All Stars

[Intro: Lil' Keke] 
Big terrible Texas 
It's where legends are born 
I'm Lil' Keke The Don 
Original Screwed Up Click 
It's a dedication to DJ Screw 
Fat Pat, Big Mello, Big Steve 
Feel it? 

[Chorus: Lil' Keke] 
Draped up and dripped out, Know what I'm talking about 
Draped up and dripped out, Know what I'm talking about 
Draped up and dripped out, Know what I'm talking about 
Draped up and dripped out, Know what I'm talking about 

[Lil' Keke] 
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 Cup, 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 the legends are back, yeah 

[Slim Thug] 
It's Slim Thug showing H-Town love 
Used to hit the club on dubs, acting bad on scrubs (thats right) 
Mad spokes and leather, 24's or better 
Boys say they riding candy but my load is wetter 
The roads for compeitors when they see the two letters 
They'll never ever ever ever ever get on my level (thats right) 
Me and Bun together caked up with clout 
Staying draped up and dripped out, know what I'm talking about? 

[Chamillionaire] 
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 hitting 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 mayne, just watch how they pick up the slang 
Just show 'em your grill and pick up some drank and watch how they do the same, Hold up mayne 

[Paul Wall] 
What it do baby, It's Paul Wall, Players rise while haters fall 
Got Fo's crawling in the 54 on the service road, I'm obeying the laws 
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, 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 dippin oil, He drippin candy, From P-A to H-Town, It goes down 

[Chorus] 

[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?) they poking out 
Ice Age and Rap-A-Lot, Pimping hoes in the parking lot 
Diamonds shining in my grill, you can see 'em if its dark or not 
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 Maine in the turning lane 
I'm young and rich talking alot of shit, I guess its because I'm having thangs 

[Aztek] 
I'm still draped up and dripped out, know what I'm talking bout 
Fighting over parking spots, bustin in the parking lot 
(Next two lines in Spanish) 
Now put your blocks up, Now put your sets up 
Fuck that nigga over there cause I think he said something 
Have to take 'em with a clip out, with the click out, dont give a shit bout 
Til he gets out, Free Pimp C, we draped up and dripped out 

[Lil' Flip] 
I told Bun when you need a verse, just holla 
You know how we do it, you don't gotta spend no dollars 
I'm puffin dro, bangin screw, and riding fos 
Middle fingers in the air, you know how it goes 
Stash spot with weight in it, Candy paint with blakes in it 
Trunk got the bass in it, One liter with eights in it 
Swisha sweet with haze in it, you know I'm blowed 
Four row diamond chain, you know I'm pro 
Johnny got me right huh? 80 karats, bright huh? 
Hit the button, pop the trunk, watch the neon light jump 
I'ma keep folding bread til Pimp hold his head 
We miss you DJ Screw, man I hate you dead 

[Z-Ro] 
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 ride with the daytons in the deck, Might be deep 22 drank in the whip 
You can keep the sherm but you can pass the cup, My cadillac rolling on glass and wood 
Would I knock a jacka down when his ass get up, Hell naw, this is playa from the chest to the nut 
Screw was here he said I would come up now the radio requesting my stuff 
Gotta keep a smif n wesson to buss cause the better life keep me stressing enough 
Is this rap for real, is it a blessing or what?, Screw I hope I see you when they wet me up 

[Bun B] 
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 
Stepping up some fresh hard for you out of town peakers 
We got 3rd Ward, 4th Ward, and Southside G's 
Plus Southwest and Bloody Nickels rollin 83's 
It's Houston, Texas motherfucker, you know the name 
We'll see you in February for the All-Star Game 

[Chorus - repeat 2X]