(feat. Mike Jones, Slim Thug)
[X2 - second time screwed]

[Bun B:] City of the swang, swang

Pop your trunk and bang, bang

[Slim Thug:] City of the swang, swang

Pop your trunk and bang

[Bun B:] City, city, swang, swang

Pop your, pop your trunk and bang, bang

[Mike Jones:] Don't let me catch you slippin when you in the turnin lane



[Bun B]

I'm from the city of the swangs, mayne the land of the stains

This is Candy Paint County (county), I'm known as the game

Where them trunks on bang (bang), the candy paint drip (drip)

The trunk knock and bang and the grain gettin gripped

You come down here on the trip - don't let the wrong words slip

Cause them heaters on they hip will leave your Levi's ripped

This is H-Town baby (man), the rockets, the Texans

And the strobes so you hoes best not come down here flexin (down here flexin)

Boys think we on some country Alabama shit (bama shit)

Till that hammer spit and you or your man are hit (hold up)

So watch your manners cause we packin them bananas

For you boys actin monkey - we can go and make it funky

From the 5th ward, 4th ward, acres to the tray

Southside to the West, all the way to BA (hey)

The sixteen slidin, fifty-nine flippin (flippin)

Forty-five flossin and nineteen tippin in the



City of the swang, swang

Pop your trunk and bang, bang

City of the swang, swang

Pop your trunk and bang, bang

City of the swang, swang

Pop your trunk and bang, bang

Don't let me catch you slippin when you in the turnin lane, lane



[Screwed]

City of the swang, swang

Pop your trunk and bang, bang

City of the swang, swang

Pop your trunk and bang

City, city, swang, swang

Pop your, pop your trunk and bang, bang

Don't let me catch you slippin when you in the turnin lane, turnin lane



[Mike Jones talking over screwed section]

Aaaaaaay

Corey Mo you a fool for this one homie

OG Bun, I see ya baby



[Mike Jones]

I'm the city of the candy paint, city of the swang

Ice Age and team, yeah we run the game

I got my eighty-fours tippin, wood grain I'm grippin

I'm swayin lane to lane with my pinky ring glistenin

And on my H-Town set, all my cars I wet

Me, Paul and Slim Thug made em give us our respect

Can't forget about Chamillionaire, my boy Lil' Flip

It you hatin on H-Town, (Motherfucker eat a dick)

Scarface and Rap-A-Lot, yeah they opened up the doors

Now we lettin the world know how we roll eighty-fours

Scarface and Rap-A-Lot, yeah they opened up the doors

Now we lettin the world know how we roll eighty-fours

If you ever in my city chillin on a Sunday night

Come to club Ice Age and Mike Jones will have you right

If you ever in my city chillin on a Sunday night

Come to club Ice Age and Mike Jones will have you right



I'm from the city of the swang, swang

Pop your trunk and bang, bang

City of the swang, swang

Pop your trunk and bang, bang

City of the swang, swang

Pop your trunk and bang, bang

Don't let me catch you slippin when you in the turnin lane



[Screwed]

I'm from the city of the swang, swang

Pop your trunk and bang, bang

City of the swang, swang

Pop your trunk and bang

City, city, swang, swang

Pop your, pop your trunk and bang, bang

Don't let me catch you slippin you in the turnin lane, turnin lane



[Slim Thug]

{Slim Thugger motherfucker!}

I'm from the city of the swang, grain grippers and the sippers

Candy slab flippers choppin boys like clippers

Gotta represent my town so I'm ridin top down (top down)

With the trunk in the air showin off my surround

H-Town niggas roll hard on the board

I be up in your hood and drive all in your yard (what?)

Blue boy boss still reppin that Texas (Texas)

Ain't shit changed, badge still on my necklace (I know you see it)

You know Thugger, I'ma spit the game how it go (yeah)

I'm on the stairs swangin slow with the music low (yeah)

Them makers on the greens point back to the fo' (what's up)

5th Ward got my back, you already know (you already know)

South West, no Thugger ain't got plexed (what's up West?)

It's H-Town till they put me to rest

I'm from the city of the swang (swang), pop trunk and bang (bang)

Don't let me catch you slippin when you in the turnin lane mayne



City of the swang, swang

Pop your trunk and bang, bang

City of the swang, swang

Pop your trunk and bang, bang

City of the swang, swang

Pop your trunk and bang, bang

Don't let me catch you slippin when you in the turnin lane, lane



[Screwed]

City of the swang, swang

Pop your trunk and bang, bang

City of the swang, swang

Pop your trunk and bang

City, city, swang, swang

Pop your, pop your trunk and bang, bang

Don't let me catch you slippin when you in the turnin lane, turnin lane