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dex kwasi - banned in houston (crunk era) lyrics

[intro]
ugh, whoa, yea yea, ugh, whoa whoa whoa

[chorus]
i pour a deuce in my gin
can’t go to houston again
too many thick -ss queens
don’t introduce me to friends
baby you know i’m gone cheat
why would you want it this way?
i don’t perform until late
you should come sit on my face
fit 10 p’s in a fit (honda)
gucci ed in this b-tch
still ride clean in this b-tch
i’m drinking and pleading the 5th
i’m facing a blunt real fast
i’m lacing her c-nt with hash
like sh-ll i be pumping gas
side to side and front to back (whoa)

chopper chopper chopper chopper kwasi
kodeine kwasi
young kwasi, whoa whoa
ugh

[verse 1]
well i’m that rack blowin pistol totin scammin hoes on ig
main chick bout to go shoppin with my sidepiece
like chris angel i be walking with a mind freak
all white neighborhood i’m serving with a white tee
young kwasi and i’m like ti working it
got the dope ordered through somebody else ip
at the benz dealership i told em super size me
juice lee i know that i’ma make it like the chinese

[verse 2]
yall n-ggas is scared of the dark
yall n-ggas beware of the dogs
like dmx and swizz
i jumped out with yo b-tch
throwback atlanta 96
go back with all that shiny sh-t
on the dark web for counterfeits
shoot my shot and won the championship
got a whole team of bad b-tches
you just catering to sad b-tches
so don’t get caught up in appearance
i got that juju don’t come near it
i’m f-ckin these hoes got endurance
yall n-ggas still talking bout lyrics?

loud noyz n-gga….crunk era

- dex kwasi lyrics

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