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letra de celebrate the line - big k.r.i.t., paul wall & slim thug

[chorus: z-ro]
celebrate the line, shine, b-tch, i ain’t lying
making bread, hoes on deck, it goes down
candy on slab, got them haters on frown
no matter how it go, it’s going down, celebrate the line
red and blue, i’m banging skrew (skrew)
burgundies and candy greens
purple swerver, silver surfer (hover)
all the slabs is on the scene

[verse 1]
check me out, they know it’s woodgrain steering, top disappearing
yeah, they celebrating the line, i can hear the crowd cheering
riding one deep, the slab private
all leather c-ckpit, n-gga, i’m a pilot
4’s on that thang, that’s the only way i drive it (only way)
old school, brand new motor, my sh-t quiet (shh)
4 in the snapper, the lac all apple
wide frame sitting in the lane like a trapper

[verse 2: paul wall]
paul wall, baby
riding down memorial, flyer than a oreo
the h-town orator giving pie chart tutorials
it’s quite historical the way i wear wood wheels
shout out to the blade line and solo two trill
poppa in that green thing, ten cars deep
and right behind them is the k!ll line hogging the street
i’m black top, tv candy ready
call the queen shooter, tell her have that camera ready
’cause i’m comin’ down
[verse 3: slim thug]
great state of texas where the sun shine brighter (uh)
slab wood catching flames from cartier lighters (uh)
fresh fly n-gga, everything i ride clean
finest vines all the time, yeah, i think i’m the king (uh)
slow like codeine when i creep up on the scene
sitting on lean, shotgun is my queen
you know me, always in something you’ve never seen
waiting to wake up, this sh-t feeling like a dream (yeah)

[verse 4]
okay, okay, okay i’m riding slow
lock and load, when pro come through, just hide ya ho
kicking game, catch a n-gga balling like soccer goal
diamonds froze, oh they five below, i eat like pappadeaux
pull up, have em’ hypnotized, but nah i ain’t big poppa though
i’m h-town, southside n-gga, see i’m like hawk n poke
i’m from the land where wet paint drip, this sh-t like mop and glow
rock n roll, slab line dancing this sound like zydeco
i come down, i shut it down, i’m out the door

[verse 5]
grain gripping, i’m lane switching on tiffany seats
i might be missing my roof, but i ain’t missing no beat
now i’m reclining my fifth, it look like it went to sleep
trunk up like it’s yawning, that’s how i’m flipping my fleet
big grill with the lady like i just brought her some t–th
from johnny dang trunk knocking jamming mexican ot
smoking gas, sipping oil, till the day i od
and i don’t plan on slowing down
i ain’t no g run z
[verse 6: k.r.i.t.]
krit all the way from m, i crooked love to texas
for all the times my og showed up and wrecked it
the house of blues and warehouse live off the checklist
buy the car, buy the house, stop the plex method
digi on the dash, the slab leave eyes wide
coming down, left to right, car doing the southside
this for all the tape that made they way to my state
forever showing love, pop the trunk
and celebrate the line

[chorus: z-ro]
celebrate the line, shine, b-tch, i ain’t lying
making bread, hoes on deck, it goes down
candy on slab, got them haters on frown
no matter how it go, it’s going down, celebrate the line
red and blue, i’m banging skrew
burgundies and candy greens
purple swerver, silver surfer (hover)
all the slabs is on the scene

[outro: z-ro]
celebrate the line
c’mon, everybody gather roun’
i’d be godd-mned if i don’t come down (if i don’t come down)
saying, “oh no”, think i gotta tell em’ again
i’ma celebrate the line
c’mon, everybody gather roun’
i’d be godd-mned if i don’t come down (if i don’t come down)
oh no, think i gotta tell em’ again
i’ma celebrate the line

- big k r i t paul wall slim thug

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