They Don't Know - Paul Wall, Bun B

-They don’t know what that scar bout'

They don’t know what that bar bout'

They don’t know what that candy car bout'

or smokin’that joint about

-Texas is the home of the playas and pimps

-Showin'naked ass in the great state of Tex'

-3rd Coast Born I mean we’re Texas raised

All ready!

What you know about swangaz and vogues

What you know bout’purple drank

What you know bout’poppin’trunk, neon lights, candy paint

What you know about white shirts, starched down jeans with a razor crease

Platinum and gold on top our teeth, big ol’chains with a iced out piece

You don’t know bout’Michael Watts

You don’t know about DJ Screw

What you know about MAN!

Hold UP, I done came down and what it do?

They don’t know about P.A.T

What you know bout’FREE PIMP C What you know bout’the Swishahouse man

What you know bout’the S.U.C

We keep it playa, ain’t no fake

When we holdin’plex whenever haters hate

We listen to music screwed and chopped

Down here in this Lone Star state

Outta towners be comin’around

Runnin’they mouth and talkin’down

but you don’t know nuthin’bout my town

either hold it down or move around

(Snippets from U.G.K. songs) Bun-B

-They don’t know what that scar bout'

They don’t know what that bar bout'

They don’t know what that candy car bout'

or smokin’that joint about

-Texas is the home of the playas and pimps

-Showin'naked ass in the great state of Tex'

-3rd Coast Born I mean we’re Texas raised

MIKE JONES!

Me and Paul we actin’a fool

When screens fall I’m packin’a tool

I’m texas raised, texas made

We grind daily no minimum wage

I represent the home of candy cars

Screw music and purple bar

Trunk bangin', fifth hangin'

84's and vogue swangin'

Belt-buckles we wear in Texas

Rag-tops lay down on Lexus

Diamonds shinin’from grillin’necklace

Haters hate cuz we well respected

Paul Wall and Mike Jones

Who one of the throwedest on the microphone

We sittin’high on 20 inch chrome

Tryin’to get our shine on I said, Paul Wall and Mike Jones

Who one of the throwedest on the microphone

We sittin’high on 20 inch chrome

Tryin’to get our shine on I crack a smile and show platinum mouth

Every time I rap I rep Swishahouse

I spit a verse and head straight to the vaults

5 G’s for me to even open my mouth

(Snippets from U.G.K. songs) Bun-B

-They don’t know what that scar bout'

They don’t know what that bar bout'

They don’t know what that candy car bout'

or smokin’that joint about

-Texas is the home of the playas and pimps

-Showin'naked ass in the great state of Tex'

-3rd Coast Born I mean we’re Texas raised

All Ready!

Hold on, hold up a second cuz

boys comin’down blue or red

Down here pimpin’ain’t dead

Grindin’daily to stack my bread

I from the place where girls jump fly

Now a days the brauds pimp brauds

Cuz they got more game then most these guys

You’ll get set up and then you’ll get robbed

You don’t know bout’chunkin’a deuce

You don’t know bout a southside fade

Down here we be ridin’d’s

But you don’t know about choppin blades

Texas southern or Prarie View

What you know bout’battle of the bands

Down here we got ghetto girls

Like wings, chicken or Timmy Chan’s

You can catch me ridin’swangs

What you know about sippin’syrup

You don’t know about pourin’it up Purple drank some speeches slurred

You don’t know bout’the way we talk

Boys say we got country words

But I don’t really care what you heard

Cuz you don’t know bout’the Dirty 3rd

(Snippets from U.G.K. songs) Bun-B

-They don’t know what that scar bout'

They don’t know what that bar bout'

They don’t know what that candy car bout'

or smokin’that joint about

-Texas is the home of the playas and pimps

-Showin'naked ass in the great state of Tex'

-3rd Coast Born I mean we’re Texas raised