Crediti
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Evil Empire
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
LeToya Luckett
Composer
Mike Jones
Composer
Terry "T.A." Allen
Composer
Shannon Graham
Composer
Kyle Riley
Composer
Kayla Shelton
Composer
Testi
All bout the candy paint
All about the '4's baby
All about the sound baby
All about the...
Blowin' up on H-Town
Blowin' up on H-Town
Blowin' up on H-Town
Blowin' up on H-Town
Tell me what ya'll know about this H-Town chick
All bout the candy paint
All about the '4's baby
All about the sound baby
All about the...
Make the beat chop chop (H-Town)
Make the beat chop chop (H-Town)
Make the beat chop chop (H-Town)
Make the beat chop chop (H-Town)
I like them gangsta grillz
Ridin' through like 'Did you see those big wheels?'
Pop the trunk and let me feel, I got chills
Now what you know about a balla, shot calla
Now won't you tell me what it do, where you from?
I'm from Houston, keepin' it screwed up
Ain't what you used to, tippin' on fo fo's
On the north they stay braided up, south faded up
I see you with the candy paint
Do you got them dollas, man?
It's all about the heavyweight
Let me hear ya holla, man
Houston, you know what it do
Let me hear ya holla
Toya just too much for you
Let me hear ya holla
All bout the candy paint
All about the '4's baby
All about the sound baby
All about the...
Blowin' up on H-Town
Blowin' up on H-Town
Blowin' up on H-Town
Blowin' up on H-Town
All bout the candy paint
All about the '4's baby
All about the sound baby
All about the...
Make the beat chop chop (H-Town)
Make the beat chop chop (H-Town)
Make the beat chop chop (H-Town)
Make the beat chop chop (H-Town)
I got a thang for them gangsta's with grillz
Top to bottom like he's spendin' big scrills
So what you into, tell me homie, what's the deal?
'Cause I wanna be your baby, drivin' you crazy
'Cause we act a fool where I'm from
Houston Texas, keepin' it screwed up
And you can bet, a thug is what I'm used to
'Cause it's what I'm all about, want you to holla out
I see you with the candy paint
Do you got them dollas, man?
It's all about the heavyweight
Let me hear ya holla, man
Houston, you know what it do
Let me hear ya holla
Toya just too much for you
Let me hear ya holla
All bout the candy paint
All about the '4's baby
All about the sound baby
All about the...
Blowin up on H-Town
Blowin up on H-Town
Blowin up on H-Town
Blowin up on H-Town
All bout the candy paint
All about the '4's baby
All about the sound baby
All about the...
Make the beat chop chop (H-Town)
Make the beat chop chop (H-Town)
Make the beat chop chop (H-Town)
Make the beat chop chop (H-Town)
Thats right they know who it is
Running four tires, four spinnin' like a ceiling fan
Seats recline, smokin' pine with will in my hand
Diamonds shinin', gangsta grill look like a hundred grand
Now that's a Texas thang, man, you wouldn't understand
And we got that country grammar
Just like the St. Lunatics (In Texas we screwed up!)
That's how we be doin' it (That's right)
'Cause 'round here, it ain't all about the cattle bro
Cause boy's sittin' fat with stacks taller than the Alamo
I see you with the candy paint
Do you got them dollas, man?
It's all about the heavyweight
Let me hear ya holla, man
Houston, you know what it do
Let me hear ya holla
Toya just too much for you
Let me hear ya holla
All bout the candy paint
All about the '4s baby
All about the sound baby
All about the...
Blowin' up on H-Town
Blowin' up on H-Town
Blowin' up on H-Town
Blowin' up on H-Town
All bout the candy paint
All about the '4's baby
All about the sound baby
All about the...
Make the beat chop chop (H-Town)
Make the beat chop chop (H-Town)
Make the beat chop chop (H-Town)
Make the beat chop chop (H-Town)
Written by: Kayla Shelton, Kyle Riley, LeToya Luckett, Mike Jones, Shannon Graham, Terry Allen
