Tekst:
Little Texas A Reason

that small-town angel smile Turns out, all he ever really needed was a reason He never thought much about the future But when a stock boy falls in love with a

wetted, you wet who I want wetted Any nigga can get it (A favor for a favor) (A favor for a favor) (A favor for a favor) (A favor for a favor)

tall, go and work it baby doll Now a great big girl got a hell of a grip to grab a hold of Got alot of cash for a little love All they wanna

side of town with a brick in my hand Brook Ave., Cyprus, Hunt's Point, Saint John, Little Vil. Trinity, Creston, Walton I had a dream that a team had a

' heat than a little bit We don't pull it out over little shit And if you catch a lick when I spit, then it won't be a little hit Go read a book you illiterate

A perfect texas afternoon A mother and two children play The way they always do As they raced home from the mailbox A mother and her son Against a little

some water (Water...) So he got a stick and dug the Rio Grande (Yodeling) While a tribe of painted Indians did a wardance Pecos started shooting up their little

mention Texas she moved a little further up the beach Then today she finely told me long distance love ain?t working like before And you don?t have a reason

god [Verse 1: Trae] Come take a walk thru the hood with me Where fake is at a lower lever cause pressure is hard 30 yearz in a cell wil leave a killer