Letoya Gangsta Grillz Lyrics:
[Bun B] All bout the candy paint
All about the '4's baby
All about the sound baby
All about the...
Blowin up on H-Town
[x3] Tell me what ya'll know
about this H-Town chick
All bout the candy paint
All about the '4's baby
All about the sound baby
All about the...
Make the beat chop chop
[x3] ..(H-Town)
I like them gangsta grillz
Ridin through like 'did you
see those big wheels?'
Pop the trunk and let me feel, I got chills
Now whatchu know about a
ballaa, shot callaa
Now wontchu tell me wat it
do- Where you from?
Im from Houston, keepin it screwed up
Aint whatchu used to, tippin on 44's
On the note we stayed graded
up, south-ayed it up
I see you with the candy paint
Do you got them dollas mayn?
Its all about the heavy weight
Let me hear ya holla ya mayn
Houston, you know wat it do
Let me hear ya holla mayn
LeToya just too much for you
Let me hear ya holla
[Bun B] All bout the candy paint
All about the '4's baby
All about the sound baby
All about the...
Blowin up on H-Town
[x3] Let me hear you screw it,
its Houston, H-Town
All bout the candy paint
All about the '4's baby
All about the sound baby
All about the...
Make the beat chop chop
[x3] (H-Town)
I got a thang for them gangstas with grills
Top to bottom like he's spendin big scrill
So watcha into, tell me
homie whats the deal?
Cause I wanna be your
baby, drivin you crazy
Cause we act a fool where Im from
[ Find more Lyrics on www.mp3lyrics.org/4ZFi ]Houston, Texas keepin it screwed up
And you can bet, a thug is what Im used to
Cause its what Im all about,
want you to holla out
[Chorus] I see you with the candy paint
Do you got them dollas mayn?
Its all about the heavy weight
Let me hear ya holla ya mayn
Houston, you know wat it do
Let me hear ya holla mayn
LeToya just too much for you
Let me hear ya holla
[Bun B] All bout the candy paint
All about the '4's baby
All about the sound baby
All about the...
Blowin up on H-Town
[x3] Let me hear you screw it,
its Houston, H-Town
All bout the candy paint
All about the '4's baby
All about the sound baby
All about the...
Make the beat chop chop
[x3] (H-Town)
[Killa Kyleon] Thats right, they know who is it
Run it.
4 tires, 4's spinnin like a ceilin fan
Seats reclinin, smokin pine
with the wheel in my hand
Diamonds shinin, gangsta grill
look like a hundred grand
Now thats a Texas thang mayn,
you wouldnt understand
We got that country grammer
just like the St.Lunatics
In Texas (we screwed up!)
Thats how we be doin it!
(Thats right)
Cause round here, it aint all
about the canabope??
Cause boy sittin fat with tacs
taller than the alamo?
[Chorus] I see you with the candy paint
Do you got them dollas mayn?
Its all about the heavy weight
Let me hear ya holla ya mayn
Houston, you know wat it do
Let me holla mayn
LeToya just too much for you
Let me hear ya holla
[Bun B] All bout the candy paint
All about the '4's baby
All about the sound baby
All about the...
Blowin up on H-Town
[x3] Let me hear you screw it,
its Houston, H-Town
All bout the candy paint
All about the '4's baby
All about the sound baby
All about the...
Make the beat chop chop
[x3] (H-Town)
Lyrics: Gangsta Grillz, Letoya [end]