Hot Like Houston TX Freestyle by Trill Sammy Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah I get stuck up in my ways
Off this lean can't feel my face
Breaking bacon different states
Why these niggas love to hate now baby
[Hook]
Hot like Houston, Texas, hot like Houston, Texas
Hot like Houston, Texas, it get hot like Houston, Texas
I was riding down Westheimer, with a bad bitch in designer
Got another one right behind her, all these diamonds just might blind her
Cause it get hot like Houston, Texas, hot like Houston, Texas
Hot like Houston, Texas, it get hot like Houston, Texas
I was riding down Westheimer, with a bad bitch in designer
And another one right behind her, all these diamonds just might blind her
[Verse]
I smoke that good by my bitch bag, let her count my cash
Tint my windows up, they can't see me through the glass
I'm just a youngin out of Houston, all these bitches y'all be boosting
On my neck, that be a Cuban, man wassup with all the confusion
Yeah i be winning y'all don't like losing, just jump in the Benz drop top i'm cruising
I walk in the club yo bitch she choosing, they look at me like how he do it
Yeah i remember skipping school, just go chill at TSU
When yo bitch see me she drool, and all my diamonds wet like a poodle
Yeah she like chilling with a star, let her pop them bars
When i'm in L.A. I be whipping foreign cars
You a broke ass nigga doing shit you can't do
All my hundreds be blue, got 10 bands on me right now in the booth
Things getting too hot so I had to drop the roof
[Hook]
Cause it get hot like Houston, Texas, hot like Houston, Texas
Hot like Houston, Texas, it get hot like Houston, Texas
I was riding down Westheimer, with a bad bitch in designer
And another one right behind her, all these diamonds just might blind her
Cause it get hot like Houston, Texas, hot like Houston, Texas
Hot like Houston, Texas, it get hot like Houston, Texas
I was riding down Westheimer, with a bad bitch in designer
And another one right behind her, all these diamonds just might blind her
Yeah I get stuck up in my ways
Off this lean can't feel my face
Breaking bacon different states
Why these niggas love to hate now baby
[Hook]
Hot like Houston, Texas, hot like Houston, Texas
Hot like Houston, Texas, it get hot like Houston, Texas
I was riding down Westheimer, with a bad bitch in designer
Got another one right behind her, all these diamonds just might blind her
Cause it get hot like Houston, Texas, hot like Houston, Texas
Hot like Houston, Texas, it get hot like Houston, Texas
I was riding down Westheimer, with a bad bitch in designer
And another one right behind her, all these diamonds just might blind her
[Verse]
I smoke that good by my bitch bag, let her count my cash
Tint my windows up, they can't see me through the glass
I'm just a youngin out of Houston, all these bitches y'all be boosting
On my neck, that be a Cuban, man wassup with all the confusion
Yeah i be winning y'all don't like losing, just jump in the Benz drop top i'm cruising
I walk in the club yo bitch she choosing, they look at me like how he do it
Yeah i remember skipping school, just go chill at TSU
When yo bitch see me she drool, and all my diamonds wet like a poodle
Yeah she like chilling with a star, let her pop them bars
When i'm in L.A. I be whipping foreign cars
You a broke ass nigga doing shit you can't do
All my hundreds be blue, got 10 bands on me right now in the booth
Things getting too hot so I had to drop the roof
[Hook]
Cause it get hot like Houston, Texas, hot like Houston, Texas
Hot like Houston, Texas, it get hot like Houston, Texas
I was riding down Westheimer, with a bad bitch in designer
And another one right behind her, all these diamonds just might blind her
Cause it get hot like Houston, Texas, hot like Houston, Texas
Hot like Houston, Texas, it get hot like Houston, Texas
I was riding down Westheimer, with a bad bitch in designer
And another one right behind her, all these diamonds just might blind her