Young Apollo - Houston 2 U lyrics

[Intro:] Where Houston At (x8) Ugh Oh my god (x7) [Verse 1: Young Apollo] Riding Through that muddy city Ugh Best believe that the tops dropped Ugh Sunny or grey we parlay 84s pokin out In the land where the mud be Entrepreneur's in rolling Rolling that weed Dreaming in that Nissan Wishing for some candy Living out a fantasy like Sayer Ice cold No dryers Ugh Ladies love the cool A Since in diapers Sunny to grey We parlay Cops never stop us Ugh Different kids But they hate When that different win But I'm being me And homie thats what real is On my Pimp C May he R I P Double cup dreams Like i was sipping that lean Now add a little weed On them church beats Young be On the mission for tha night scene Hustle for the cream Boy [Hook:] Where Houston At (x8) (Houston, Houston All the way to you) (x8) - Under Both Oh my god (x7) [Verse 2: Young Apollo] East coast To the Third coast My n***as smoke On that best smoke Machine gun funk Do it BIG no less A bad boy Since 92 When momma bang Biggie and that Wu Ugh Make money Take money Houston n***as Make money Take money Made dreams into goals Cuzz a dream will leave you hopeless Back when BX Rude Boy Hooked me up with dopeness Ugh Change lanes Young lames Witness to the game Been eating Been sh**ting Guess I'm leaving stains Gold on looking like a New York drug dealer But just a houston kid Feeling jiggy my deala Do the right thing No Lee No Spikez I overlapped the game In my league And its nice I got a little something If they ice grilling The feeling is mutual They can't stop me like Diddy Ugh =Hook]