Bun B - Draped Up Lyrics

[Guest .::BeatFactory::.]

Artist: Bun B

Track: Draped Up

Album: Trill

Year: 2005

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[intro - Lil Keke]

Already, this dedicated to the memory of DJ Screw, Big Steve, Fat Pat, Big Mello, and all The Lone Star State representaz. Put ya cups up baby, chunk ya deuces, drop ya topz, sit sidewayz. It's goin' down, know what i'm sayin'?

[Chorus - Lil Keke Sample from "Pimpin Tha Pen"]

Drape-Draped up and dripped out

Know'm talk-talkin' 'bout

Draped up and dripped out

Know'm talk-talk

Drape-draped up and dripped out

Know'm talk-talkin' 'bout

Draped up and dripped out

Know'm talk-talk, drape

[Verse 1]

Well it's big Bun B Tha Baby Mista Wood Grain (Grain)

With Diamondz up against i'm ballin' through ya hood mayne (mayne)

And i'm smokin' on some good mayne (what?)

Tha color purple not tha movie but the kind that have you goin' in circle

Chrome lookin' mo' glassy than tha Tresco Tower (Tower)

Car drippin' Candy Paint like it just came out the shower (shower)

Like Face I got the money, the power, and the finesse

To roll around one Jeep with 100,000 around my neck (Hold-Up!)

He's lookin' real shiny, you could see me from a mile away

Thought you was doin' it ti'll I came and took ya smile away

Pull up on ya side in tha turnin' lane, Pop my trunk, break you off,

Chunk tha Deuce and i'm Cadillac Turnin' mayne (I'm Gone)

Big swang to the left, big swang to the right

My plates scrapin' and i'm slidin' tha pipe it's super tight (tight)

So don't try to knock us baby (Naw), don't try to hang

That's how we do it in That Lone Star State get it straight

We be.....

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 2]

Now if you never been to Texas it's the picture to paint (paint)

Cuz we doin' it real big in case you thinkin' we ain't (ain't)

Find some money in these streets being spent, being made

Only take us one look to see these boyz gettin' paid

They livin' laid in big houses with pools in the backyard

Certified gangtaz so you never see us act fraud

With iced out watches (watches), Bracelets (bracelets),

Chains (chains), Pieces (pieces), Teeth mayne we throwed in the game

We got screens in the head rests, Visors in the ceiling

On chrome on 83's and 4's and vogue dealin' with bumpers and belts

Across the back of my truck (truck)

Push a button in my car it's wavin bye to you punk

We from tha land of sippin' that syrup and [screwed] Bangin tha Screw

We slab swangin and comin down and through I thought you knew (I thought you knew)

Back in the days all they ever did was doubt us

Now The South is in tha house and they can't do nothin' about us

We be.....

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 3]

One time for my Trill niggaz reppin tha block

Tha real soldierz on the front line that's keepin' it cocked

They hold it down fo' they hood, throw it up let 'em see it

So they could know how you G it, if they hatin' so be it

We ain't playin' where i'm stayin cuz it's way too real

No matter the situation (situation) gotta keep it Trill

Got the steel on my side when I ride cuz i'm ready

I got 20, 10 vision and my trigger finger steady

I'm an Underground King, homeboy not a simp

And I gotz to represent ti'll they decide to free Tha Pimp (4-real)

I'm down for my clique just like i'm down for my block

And i'mma stand up fo' my patna' till' let him out for lock (Hold-Up!)

So gon' body rock SouthSidah, lean back, two step with ya boy if you about ya green bags

This is tha Texas Toast so raise ya glass

Because tha whole Dirty South is fin' to show they naked ass

We be.....

[Chorus]

[youngNruthless]

mayne this song is tha shit ya heard? Lil Keke is up on this mothafucka so remember to tell them boys that the TEXAS LEGENDS are back mayne

[Guest .::BeatFactory::.]

The version above is what you might have heard if you got a promotional copy of the CD "TRILL" that had some album snippets. The version below is the version you probably hear on the radio:

[Lil Keke]

Big terrible Texas, where legends are born

Lil Keke the don, original Screwed Up Click

This dedicated to DJ Screw, Fat Pat, Big Mello, Big Steve

Bun...

[Chorus]

Drape-draped up and dripped out

Know'm talk-talkin' 'bout

Draped up and dripped out

Know'm talk-talk

Drape-draped up and dripped out

Know'm talk-talkin' 'bout

Draped up and dripped out

Know'm talk-talk, drape

[bun B]

Well it's big Bun B now, baby, Mr. Woodgrain

With diamonds up against 'em, ballin' through ya hood, mayne

And I'm smokin' on some good, mayne

(Whut?)

The color purple

Not tha movie, but the kind that have ya goin' in a circle

Chrome lookin' mo' glassy than tha Transco Tower (Tower)

Car drippin' candy paint like it just came out the shower (shower)

Like 'Face, I got the money, the power and the finesse

To roll around one deep with hundred-thousand 'round my neck

(Hold up)

I'm lookin' real shiny - you can see me from a mile away

Thought you were doin' it 'til I came and took ya smile away

Pull up on ya side in the turnin' lane

Pop my trunk, break you off, chunk a deuce, then I'm Cadillac turnin', mayne

(I'm gone)

Lil' swang to the left, big swang to the right

My plates scrapin' and I'm slidin', the pipe is super-tight (tight)

So don't try to knock us, baby

(Naw)

Don't try to hate

That's how we do it in that Lone Star State

Get it straight - we be...

[Chorus]

Now if you never been to Texas, there's a picture to paint (paint)

'Cause we doin' it real big, in case you thinkin' we ain't (ain't)

It's lots of money on these street, bein' spent and bein' made

All it take is one look to see these boys gettin' paid

They livin' laid in big houses with pools in the backyard

Certified gangstas, so you never see us act fraud

With iced out watches (watches), bracelets (bracelets), chains (chains)

Pieces (pieces), teeth - man, we thowed in the game

We got screens in the headrest, visors in the ceilin' (ceilin')

On chromey eighty-threes and fo's and Vogue peelin' (peelin')

With bumpers and belts across the back of my trunk (trunk)

Push a button and my car is wavin' bye to you, punk (punk)

We from the land of sippin' on syrup and (bangin' the Screw)

We slab swangin', comin' down and through - I thought ya knew (I thought ya

knew)

Back in the days, all they ever did was doubt us

Now the South is in the house and they can't do nothin' about us

We be...

[Chorus]

One time for my trill niggas reppin' the block

Them real soldiers on the frontline that's keepin' it cocked

They hold it down for they hood, throw it up, let 'em see it

So they can know how you G it -- if they hatin', so be it

We ain't playin' where I'm stayin' 'cause it's way too real

No matter the situation ('ation), we gotta keep it trill

Got the steel on my side when I ride 'cause I'm ready

I got twenty-ten vision and my trigger finger steady

I'm an underground king, homeboy, and not a simp

And I gots ta represent 'til they decide to free the Pimp

(For real)

I'm down for my click just like I'm down for my block

And I'ma stand up for my partner 'til they let him off of lock

(Hold up)

So go on -- body rock, south side or lean back

Two-step wit'cha boy if you about ya greenbacks

This here is the Texas toast, so raise ya glass

Because the whole dirty South is finna show they naked ass

We be...

[Chorus]

[billyjean]

anybody got the remix lyrics?

[girlwoo]

what is draped up?

Edited October 27, 2005 by girlwoo

[TraINED]

[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

[Guest .::BeatFactory::.]

thanks for those remix lyrics TraINED

[King koopa]

draped up and dripped out is HIGH OFF LEAN, damn

[King koopa]

Just a few corrections

[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 tripped 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 evaidin the laws

I stay shining like headlights and I stay crawling like head lice

Just like a barber 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

We sippin 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 load on 84, (How you know they Fo's?) they poking out

Ice Age and Rap-A-Lot, Pimping hoes in the parking lot

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 talk 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 vouges

Middle fingers in the air, you know how it goes

Stash spot with weight in it, Candy paint with flakes 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 a Roberr Davis 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 Screwston, Texas motherfucker, you know the name

We'll see you in February for the All-Star Game

[girlwoo]

ooooooh. i see. k, thanks! hadn't heard that one before.

[youngNruthless]

yeah thats straight yall be on the lookout for that Chamillion SOUND OF REVENGE droppin NOVEMBER 22 ya heard?!!

[FeFeHumHum]

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