Tennessee Titans-Tela

Tennessee Titans - Tela (Tela talking) Play no games (Whoa) We about to light this thang here up (Whoa) Tennessee Titans, titans huddle up, huddle up Blackhaven's finest Young Drummer Boy, busy style best believe it Memphis, Chattanooga, we goin' long all the way to Nashville Let's do all of it, Tennessee baby, rep it good Boo, do the damn thang girl (Gangsta Boo) Why chu, why chu find the one that wants to come-a-come against this lady Had to change my style cuz imitators out to get me Tela called me up said let's bump somethin' in the studio Let 'em know just how the Tennessee Tiz-itans do it, ho Rumble on the river, I deliver pain that never ends Ridin' in the EXT, in the house the flat screen It's the M to the E to the M to the P P-I-M-P-I-N-G, on my way to get my rims cleaned Tennessee (Yo Gotti) Tennessee hearted slash, Cristal, no Barker's slash Who think they harder than them M-Town block burners, slash See me in my truck, on them twenty-three inch buttons slash Can't stop this pimpin' sippin' Hennesey in pimpin' slash Young, Boo, Jag, D**e Boy, Mister Out-the-Frame Clicked up and doin' sh*t with Rap-A-Lot and Tela man It's Yo Gotti slash get it right and keep it right It's North Memphis slash mighty fight and Tenn-a-tight (Hook) Tennessee, twenty-threes we keep it clean man Tennessee, in a city of Hennesey man Tennessee, in the land of goody-good and Tennessee, interior woody-wood and Tennessee, laced in Prada, Gucci Tennessee, where them girls pop that coochie Tennessee, Sprewells spinnin' on Beale huh Grains and grills huh, this sh*t is real huh Tennessee (Haystak) Blow stacks, d**e tracks, roll sacks Keep it clickin' like Kodaks My homeboy just can't hold back From this and that Digital, analog damage all, I'll damage y'all Y'all wanna get y'all family ball Like cannonballs we hit, syrup that we spit No maybe so's or maybe not's It's guaranteed with Rap-A-Lot Condition my mind and I'm convinced that it's time To come out and change the game like J. Prince in his prime Tennessee (Criminal Mane) Yo, let me just handle my business cuz I don't play I'm a two forty tank on big, f**k what you say I run up out a hole and get on come on join I get a freak and serve every last one before the morn Out of bounds trick, never Crimin stay in to win And if I fall get ya right back up succeed again On the block spot, we too hot just call my horn I got them thangs goin' for the ten b**ch and it's on (Hook) (Maru) From Memphis all the way to Chattanooga Maru's the combatant with that patent sh*t that's gonna scatter through ya POW, now who the f**k thought all we did is ride cows and horses Of course we got that hay for the low just to pay for the Porsches And Lacs, big bodies about two birds in the back Serve it and crack it and if ya slip ya ain't heard ya get jacked Lay it down my ni**a, throw the mack in yo face We bout the dollars, high-priced pimpin' God I'm lovin' this place Tennessee (Tela) Yeah this is the Tennessee flipper man The big-body flipper man, Blackhaven's ripper man I'm best cuz I differ man I drank from the river man, blew dank from the river F**k with me I got this key close the banks of the river man Memphis born and raised us, blazin' buds with Davis "Sho 'Nuff" the brother who gon' take a sh*t up in Graceland Watch what ya said when ya talk about replacin' The don of the gavin' and gravin' the bill payments (Hook)