drake & don toliver ~ choosin texas (slowed+reverb)

[Chorus: Drake] Yeah, ayy She's from Texas, I can tell by the way she grip on my wood grain She's down to take a hundred shots with me and talk about my pain It doesn't take a crystal ball to see A cowgirl ends up riding off on me Drinkin' Yak all by myself She's from Texas, I can tell, baby [Verse 1: Drake] Big wooden wheel, where should I go? Johnny Manziel with hits that I throw College Station nights you used to know Now you're getting fried down in River Oaks, I already know Sugar Land, Pearland, Woodlands, you just need a good man, oh Yeah Batman, Spider-Man, Superman, they can't save y'all like I want to No Salesman, businessman, postman, they can't write it like the notebook You still can't name me one man that I should get overlooked for, what? Yeah It's a solar eclipse tomorrow and your period hit in the morning I hand you a joint when I rolled it, this the summer you say you quit smokin' And you ask me 'bout cashin' a check, and you ask me what's in my account And I don't even know what that is, 'cause I don't even check 'Cause I don't even check [Chorus: Don Toliver] (Big wooden wheel, that's shit I know) Fort Bend, Texas, Katy, Texas, bae, I can't make this up (That it's you, babe) Sippin' Yak all by myself (That it's you, babe) She's from Texas, I can tell (That it's you, babe, yeah) [Verse 2: Don Toliver] Lead me to OCTANE, yeah It's all on the house, it's all on your blouse It's all over your mouth right now Donny ain't here for now Pre-rolls in my house, it's guns in my couch Don't touch unless you wanna find out [Chorus: Don Toliver] (Big wooden wheel, that's shit I know) Fort Bend, Texas, Katy, Texas, bae, I can't make this up (That it's you, babe) Sippin' Yak all by myself (That it's you, babe) She's from Texas, I can tell (That it's you, babe, yeah)