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Letter 2 Houston lyrics

Performer Macconthemoon

Letter 2 Houston song lyrics by Macconthemoon official

Letter 2 Houston is a song in English

Find your shovel
Dig these blues

Body rock body rock
Bounce bounce to this
G's up, hoes down
Smoke an ounce to this

I got that new crack for my kinfolk
This shit aint wack tho
Similar to that old Kanye
But this that new macc tho
Better step your ass back bro
I been known to smack hoes
Can't play me like no sucker
Recite it like its facts yo

First place don't mean shit
If you don't clap for yourself
You niggas got it ass backwards
Give a fuck how you felt
You s'posed to do it for you
Lil homie who the fuck else
You know slow feet don't eat
When it get hot ice melts
But we gone keep it cool my dude
Its just a yin and a yang
Somebody gotta be loosing
If we gonna win at this thang
Allow me to further explain
Gotta be on your note bro
What goes around, comes around
Boomerangs and yo-yo's
Candy paint and elbows
Gotta be nice when you kick it
We don't say shit as it is
So they can't "say" we resisted
Lambo fronting out when I back in
I'm picking up on my backends
These haters watch me burn out
But they love it when the back spin

Better late than never
But never late is better
They told me time was money
So we'll spend it together
Better late than never
But never late is better
They told me time was money
So we'll spend it together
But I done sacrificed
And I done swallowed my pride
On the wrong road trying to follow my grind
I was daddy for a while
Tho I've got no seed
But these kids got my h e a r t

They be like what has gotten into me
A couple shots of Hennessy
I asked for clearer vision
Just so i could see my enemies
I get high as a rocket
And parachute my way down
I know em city to city
And plus I'm good in my town
I got 'em wondering how
I keep it real as the truth
And if you living a lie
Of course I'm realer than you
You can throw salt all you want
They still come sea for they self
But we ain't take admissions nigga
Who here, is who's left
You can cover yo ass
We still gone aim at your head
Send 'em shop for a caskett
I hope lil homies got bread
Actions crystal like clear
Don't give a fuck bout your words
Homie I said what I said
Nigga you heard what you heard
I know you heard what you heard

Better late than never
But never late is better
They told me time was money
So we'll spend it together
Better late than never
But never late is better
They told me time was money
So we'll spend it together
But I done sacrificed
And I done swallowed my pride
On the wrong road trying to follow my grind
I was daddy for a while
Tho I've got no seed
But these kids got my h e a r t

Let's rock out
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No unauthorized reproduction of lyric.
Writer: Isiah Carden
Copyright: O/B/O DistroKid

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