Lyrics
(Another Myke Diesel production)
Knockin'-knockin' doors down, showin' my surround
Knockin' doors down, showin' my surround
Knockin'-knockin' doors down, showin' my surround
I'ma-I'ma come through and show my wood pine
Knockin'-knockin' doors down, showin' my surround
Knockin' doors down, showin' my surround
Knockin'-knockin' doors down, showin' my surround
I'ma-I'ma come through and show my wood pine
(R.I.P., R.I.P.)
R.I.P. to Robert Davis, he the kin' of the south (south)
Anything else said, need to shut your fuckin' mouth (mouth)
I'm down with Lil' Flip, and I'm down with T.I.P
If them niggas come together, know how much paper we could see? (Uh)
Slim Thug and Z-Ro, y'all still bullshittin'
Need to sit down, take a tour, there's too much money to be gettin' (too much money to be get)
Paul Wall and that Koopa still ain't talkin' (uh)
Money speak, all that bullshit keep walkin' (uh)
Y'all niggas got the game fucked up
All you record company people need to shut the fuck up (shut the fuck up)
'Cause y'all keepin' up that bullshit rappin' (uh)
The white people laughin' at 'us, that's what's happenin'
They sayin', "Stupid ass niggas still ain't figured it out
Long as they stay divided, man, we gon' run the south" (uh)
Y'all need to get up out the dumb shit
I got a bread truck, get up out that crumb shit, nigga
Knockin'-knockin' doors down, showin' my surround
Knockin' doors down, showin' my surround
Knockin'-knockin' doors down, showin' my surround
I'ma-I'ma come through and show my wood pine
Knockin'-knockin' doors down, showin' my surround
Knockin' doors down, showin' my surround
Knockin'-knockin' doors down, showin' my surround
I'ma-I'ma come through and show my wood pine
Hey, I got the bass quakin', trunk shakin' like tambourines (tambourines)
In the H, where them paints sweet as tangerines (tangerines)
Where they bouncin' on fours like trampolines (bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce)
It's the great state of Texas so I can't believe (what?)