[Intro – Bun B, Deep Voice, Talking Over Beat] Uh… you already know what it is… Trill OG in this thang… Big Slim, what up? H-Town stand up… Yeahhh… let’s get it! (Verse 1 – Bun B, Heavy Southern Drawl, Real OG Talk) I’m trill as they come, born and raised in the H, Pull up on the lot, still hoggin’ up the place. Paint still drippin’, trunk still knock, Fifth wheel reclinin’, sittin’ clean on the block. Got the woodgrain grip with the hand on the steel, I don’t flex, I just let the candy paint spill. Boys talk big, but they pockets don’t match, I been stackin’ since the jump, I don’t fumble no racks. Still tippin’ down, still reppin’ that South, Still keep it trill when I open my mouth. UGK for life, I don’t switch, I don’t fold, Rest in peace Pimp C, yeah, the story been told. (Chorus – Slim Thug, Laid-Back Hook, Slow & Catchy) H-Town swangin’, drippin’ that sauce, Pull up real clean, let ‘em know who the boss. Ridin’ too slow, trunk bang like a beast, Came from the bottom, now we feastin’ like kings. H-Town swangin’, drippin’ that sauce, Pull up real clean, let ‘em know who the boss. Still tippin’ down, still breakin’ off, Southside legend, yeah, we do it for the H! (Verse 2 – Slim Thug, Deep & Confident, Flexin’ Heavy) Big Boss Thugga, yeah, I run this game, Still sittin’ on swangas, still grippin’ the grain. Still chunkin’ up the deuce, still blowin’ that strong, Still countin’ up the money while I’m talkin’ on my phone. They know me in the city, yeah, my name hold weight, Everything custom, I ain’t rockin’ nothin’ fake. Twenty years deep, still hoggin’ the lane, Y’all boys fell off, I just stayed in the game. Candy red Range or the all-black Lac, When I pull up, got the trunk wave back. Texas boys do it big, we ain’t chasin’ no clout, If it ain’t about the bread, I ain’t hearin’ you out! (Chorus – Repeat with Extra Energy, Bun B & Slim Thug Ad-Libs) H-Town swangin’, drippin’ that sauce, Pull up real clean, let ‘em know who the boss. Ridin’ too slow, trunk bang like a beast, Came from the bottom, now we feastin’ like kings. H-Town swangin’, drippin’ that sauce, Pull up real clean, let ‘em know who the boss. Still tippin’ down, still breakin’ off, Southside legend, yeah, we do it for the H! (Bridge – Bun B, OG Wisdom, Talking Over Beat) Man… we been doin’ this for a minute… From the North to the South, H-Town holdin’ it down… Boys talk a lot, but we really out here… Boss moves only, ya feel me? (Final Verse – Bun B & Slim Thug Trading Bars, Pure Houston Energy) (Bun B) I been trill since a youngin’, never needed a deal, Still eatin’ off the hustle, still stackin’ for real. If it ain’t about the money, then it don’t make sense, I been ridin’ top down while these boys pay rent. (Slim Thug) Yeah, I came from the gutter, but I made it look easy, Still keep it player, still draped in Yeezy. Big bank talk, yeah, the pockets stay swole, I ain’t gotta say a word, let the paint job glow.