You like to had to got it til we show up
Styrofoam cup doubled up we bout to po up
Call me Houston Oiler DJ Screw will have you hold up
They saying that Im going way too hard, I tell them so what
Hell yeh I party, So What F*ck everybody, So What
They saying that Im going way too hard, I tell them so what
Hell yeh I party, So What F*ck everybody, So What
They saying that Im going way too hard, I tell them so what
Bitch I tell them So What
By the end of the night my whole crew about to throw up
I got that loud on me so damn right we bout to roll up
We from the Houston Texas home of the purple slow up
So it's styrofoam inside of red cups when we pour up
Molly, Coke and moon rocks plus you know we keep them tabs
I just got some killer wax so you know we on them dabs
Narcos, Vics, and Percocets, I keep a handful of those pills
Oxy's Roxy's Xanax I'm talkin bout being high for real
Now we got the room spinning and it ain't even 12 o'clock
Pop the molly now we all in it I got Chris Wade pouring shots
And fuk em all if they ain't with it we the New Kids on the Block
Got D boys and goons with me take haters out in one shot...
Brush em off like "so what" we turned up like "so what"
Been getting that cake bro so this year it's all us
You like to had to got it til we show up
Styrofoam cup doubled up we bout to po up
Call me Houston Oiler DJ Screw will have you hold up
They saying that Im going way too hard, I tell them so what
Hell yeh I party, So What F*ck everybody, So What
They saying that Im going way too hard, I tell them so what
Hell yeh I party, So What F*ck everybody, So What
They saying that Im going way too hard, I tell them so what
Bitch I tell them So What
Man they dont even know us
I aint impressed with all that big talk you got to show us
Matter of fact u know wut I rap on the track and they go nuts
Sit back and I laugh when it blow up Like back in the gap Ima po up
Its Chris wade white cup doubled up pink lemonade
Big blunt double stuffed dipped in the drank
I can barely thank careless when I swang
Movin lane to lane about to change the game
Yeh u know the name north Houston mayne thats wut i claim
I popped a molly 2 perkasets 3 handlebars I was a nervous wreck
4 vicodins I barely broke a sweat 5 somas later I was close to death
Hope for the best but dont hold ur breath
We only smoke the best about to roll the rest
U know how slow it gets once the 4 digests
We be rollin slow down here in Houston Texas
The neighbors think Im sellin dope I tell em so what
I came in on my worse behavior still Im yellin so what
The drugs aint helping, so what
My face is melting, so what
She say she cant even feel her face and I say so what
You like to had to got it til we show up
Styrofoam cup doubled up we bout to po up
Call me Houston Oiler DJ Screw will have you hold up
They saying that Im going way too hard, I tell them so what
Hell yeh I party, So What F*ck everybody, So What
They saying that Im going way too hard, I tell them so what
Hell yeh I party, So What F*ck everybody, So What
They saying that Im going way too hard, I tell them so what
Bitch I tell them So What
Chris Wade - So What (EP Version) [feat. J Play & Kartier] Lyrics
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You like to had to got it til we show up
Styrofoam cup doubled up we bout to po up
Call me Houston Oiler DJ Screw will have you hold up
They saying that Im going way too hard, I tell them so what
Hell yeh I party, So What F*ck everybody, So What
They saying that Im going way too hard, I tell them so what
Hell yeh I party, So What F*ck everybody, So What
They saying that Im going way too hard, I tell them so what
Bitch I tell them So What
By the end of the night my whole crew about to throw up
I got that loud on me so damn right we bout to roll up
We from the Houston Texas home of the purple slow up
So it's styrofoam inside of red cups when we pour up
Molly, Coke and moon rocks plus you know we keep them tabs
I just got some killer wax so you know we on them dabs
Narcos, Vics, and Percocets, I keep a handful of those pills
Oxy's Roxy's Xanax I'm talkin bout being high for real
Now we got the room spinning and it ain't even 12 o'clock
Pop the molly now we all in it I got Chris Wade pouring shots
And fuk em all if they ain't with it we the New Kids on the Block
Got D boys and goons with me take haters out in one shot...
Brush em off like "so what" we turned up like "so what"
Been getting that cake bro so this year it's all us
You like to had to got it til we show up
Styrofoam cup doubled up we bout to po up
Call me Houston Oiler DJ Screw will have you hold up
They saying that Im going way too hard, I tell them so what
Hell yeh I party, So What F*ck everybody, So What
They saying that Im going way too hard, I tell them so what
Hell yeh I party, So What F*ck everybody, So What
They saying that Im going way too hard, I tell them so what
Bitch I tell them So What
Man they dont even know us
I aint impressed with all that big talk you got to show us
Matter of fact u know wut I rap on the track and they go nuts
Sit back and I laugh when it blow up Like back in the gap Ima po up
Its Chris wade white cup doubled up pink lemonade
Big blunt double stuffed dipped in the drank
I can barely thank careless when I swang
Movin lane to lane about to change the game
Yeh u know the name north Houston mayne thats wut i claim
I popped a molly 2 perkasets 3 handlebars I was a nervous wreck
4 vicodins I barely broke a sweat 5 somas later I was close to death
Hope for the best but dont hold ur breath
We only smoke the best about to roll the rest
U know how slow it gets once the 4 digests
We be rollin slow down here in Houston Texas
The neighbors think Im sellin dope I tell em so what
I came in on my worse behavior still Im yellin so what
The drugs aint helping, so what
My face is melting, so what
She say she cant even feel her face and I say so what
You like to had to got it til we show up
Styrofoam cup doubled up we bout to po up
Call me Houston Oiler DJ Screw will have you hold up
They saying that Im going way too hard, I tell them so what
Hell yeh I party, So What F*ck everybody, So What
They saying that Im going way too hard, I tell them so what
Hell yeh I party, So What F*ck everybody, So What
They saying that Im going way too hard, I tell them so what
Bitch I tell them So What
Styrofoam cup doubled up we bout to po up
Call me Houston Oiler DJ Screw will have you hold up
They saying that Im going way too hard, I tell them so what
Hell yeh I party, So What F*ck everybody, So What
They saying that Im going way too hard, I tell them so what
Hell yeh I party, So What F*ck everybody, So What
They saying that Im going way too hard, I tell them so what
Bitch I tell them So What
By the end of the night my whole crew about to throw up
I got that loud on me so damn right we bout to roll up
We from the Houston Texas home of the purple slow up
So it's styrofoam inside of red cups when we pour up
Molly, Coke and moon rocks plus you know we keep them tabs
I just got some killer wax so you know we on them dabs
Narcos, Vics, and Percocets, I keep a handful of those pills
Oxy's Roxy's Xanax I'm talkin bout being high for real
Now we got the room spinning and it ain't even 12 o'clock
Pop the molly now we all in it I got Chris Wade pouring shots
And fuk em all if they ain't with it we the New Kids on the Block
Got D boys and goons with me take haters out in one shot...
Brush em off like "so what" we turned up like "so what"
Been getting that cake bro so this year it's all us
You like to had to got it til we show up
Styrofoam cup doubled up we bout to po up
Call me Houston Oiler DJ Screw will have you hold up
They saying that Im going way too hard, I tell them so what
Hell yeh I party, So What F*ck everybody, So What
They saying that Im going way too hard, I tell them so what
Hell yeh I party, So What F*ck everybody, So What
They saying that Im going way too hard, I tell them so what
Bitch I tell them So What
Man they dont even know us
I aint impressed with all that big talk you got to show us
Matter of fact u know wut I rap on the track and they go nuts
Sit back and I laugh when it blow up Like back in the gap Ima po up
Its Chris wade white cup doubled up pink lemonade
Big blunt double stuffed dipped in the drank
I can barely thank careless when I swang
Movin lane to lane about to change the game
Yeh u know the name north Houston mayne thats wut i claim
I popped a molly 2 perkasets 3 handlebars I was a nervous wreck
4 vicodins I barely broke a sweat 5 somas later I was close to death
Hope for the best but dont hold ur breath
We only smoke the best about to roll the rest
U know how slow it gets once the 4 digests
We be rollin slow down here in Houston Texas
The neighbors think Im sellin dope I tell em so what
I came in on my worse behavior still Im yellin so what
The drugs aint helping, so what
My face is melting, so what
She say she cant even feel her face and I say so what
You like to had to got it til we show up
Styrofoam cup doubled up we bout to po up
Call me Houston Oiler DJ Screw will have you hold up
They saying that Im going way too hard, I tell them so what
Hell yeh I party, So What F*ck everybody, So What
They saying that Im going way too hard, I tell them so what
Hell yeh I party, So What F*ck everybody, So What
They saying that Im going way too hard, I tell them so what
Bitch I tell them So What
Writer: Christopher Fulton, Jason Deitrich
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid