prophet posse – bout the south lyrics
featuring dayton family
(dayton family)
let’s do this
f-ckin’ killas
prophet posse
dayton family
flip time
miphia style, memphis
down south, gold teeth
gold d’s f-ck you hoes
i pimp you b-tches like i’m gold
i’m flossin like a bone
i’m shinin’ like a motherf-ckin dime
i’m a motherf-ckin’ playa
i’m a motherf-ckin’ playa!
finish it n-gg-
i’m gonna touch your soul
n-gg-s we be cold
make roll, fall, b-tches, n-gg-s, hoes
kick it
(dayton family)
come in for flip b-tches we big
and plus we bout it
n-gg- paul we need that green
can’t live without it
stop at the store
we scoop some more
and i’ll be rollin
dollars we foldin’ on the strip grip is what we holdin’
makin money, ain’t sh-t funny
about these mephis streets
hookers get pimped from their head to their f-ckin’ feet
walk in the denny’s countin them pennies
you didn’t come too soon
lookin for f-ckin’ hookers
suck it in the bathroom
step in the alley not no bally boys, these b-tches strife
better make that money for your pimp or he gonna take your life
third street no choose your feet motel 61
lookin for action so must tench action better have no gun
catherine’s on a hustle
so why you b-tches wishin’
(?)
now i’m on a mission
ghetto ease
he with the vipor rollin 80 g’s
pullin’ of key suck on these
and i’ll just the trees
chorus#1 x5
set me up and get me up
i’m down to get ya
hit’cha where we split’cha
makin’ sure the story fit’cha
(dayton family)
life a b-tch up in the south
bog boody b-tches
got my d-ck up in their mouth
pimped her to riches
where you from
you make me c-m
with your p-ssy lips
walkin’ strips
shakin’ your hips
that’s where my money flips
smakin’ bithces these lazy b-tches off that silky powder
funky b-tch
n-gg- clean your -ss
jump in the shower
cleam my p-ssy
and make my money f-ckin’ all these tricks
suckin’ d-ck fillin’ in a pickup truck
no time to sit
get your purse
nothin worse
than losin money hoe
you gone pay me
if you gotta be a hooker
with five toes
sellin draws, lickin’ these b-lls
make me fall in love
breakin’ laws with p-ssy walls
where you want it touch
n-gg- i only
you the n-gg- plan to bone it
than nascomponent
if you want it
playa a joke up on it
chorus#2 x5
my picture freeky
i can sleepy bust their head in public
breakin’ of the care
f-ckin’ up their brain
settin these bichtes love it
(killa klan kaze)
now i’m a clae south side
forever, any day b-tch
makes f-cked all the talking
let that ak-40 spray b-tch
most of y’all like to see some blood spillen anyway
bodies fell
n-gg-s die young on us everyday
if i stay
one you bustas down
it’s gonna be a loss
you gonna pay me
what you owe or get jacked on the cross
fire then retire out the game
in and out of jail
cause i’m bout’ the cheese
f-ck the fame
you can go to h-ll
with that sh-t
gosta did what i can
back on this bridge
project pat
suicidal lifestyle i’m livin’ in
who’s to blame when you run your mouth
and you come up dead
slangin’ cane
robbed him for his dope
put some in his head
f-cked that boy off
with that sawed off pump
then i fold real mccoy
(?) don’t you get some weed
chopped up, kaze click we put the f-ckin d in dirt
who throw with n-gg-s out of flip and we put in woods
chorus#3 x3
shotgouns, kase click we put the f-ckin d in dirt
who the throw with n-gg-s out of flip
and we gut in woods
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