big boi - in the south (feat. gucci mane & pimp c) lyrics
they wanna what’s going on in the south
now tell that b-tch to keep my name up out ya mouth
two rollies at the same time, i’m too cool
gucci, is you locing? ’cause that motherf–ker crip blue
suwoo bentley and the forgies suwoo, too
and i know two jews, eat a case like it’s fast food
i bought a t-rex on these n-gg-s ’cause life’s cruel
my jewels so cold that you might get the slight flu
bird’s eye view, i’m looking down at the lil’ dudes
and if i had to, p-ssy n-gg-, i’ll rob you
you wanna see me locked 24 just like cop do
you hate from the sideline, that’s what yo’ job to
gang mentality, i think like the mob do
police brutality, i’m strapped like a cop, fool
my dope boy do numbers just like my shows do
my main b-tch rolling for me just like my hoes do
these suckers say they coming for me, well, cook me soul food
i’m out, ‘quest yo house, and i pull up with a trunk full
they wanna what’s going on in the south, in the south
they wanna what’s going on in the south, in the south
in the south, in the south, in the, in the south, south
now tell that b-tch to keep my name up out ya mouth
they wanna what’s going on in the south, in the south
they wanna what’s going on in the south, in the south
in the south, in the south, in the, in the south, south
now tell that b-tch to keep my name up out ya mouth
even though the radio refused to give us airplay
b-mp this sh-t in your cadillac, your cutl-ss or box che-vy, hea-vy
timothy mcveigh, knock it down like okc, boy
and ain’t no n-gg- on ya playlist f–king with a a-list n-gg- like b-i-g b-o-i, why?
effortlessly fly, i
tend to overthink when i ink these bars but y’all n-gg-s don’t even try
ball till you fall or your homies die
pour out a little liquor, let one in the sky
don’t cry, let the doves do that when the guns go ‘brrrp’
now that’s what we call the pop life, true that
(they wanna what’s going on in the south, in the south)
a n-gg- kick back at the house with my flipflops on
got an ounce on the couch, blow a bag
crack her jaw open, we all smoking
and some of us even taking shots going in
jello, t-to’s, white hennessy, that brown liquor ain’t yo’ friend
my g we know…
what’s going on in the south, in the south
they wanna what’s going on in the south, in the south
in the south, in the south, in the, in the south, south
now tell that b-tch to keep my name up out ya mouth
they wanna what’s going on in the south, in the south
they wanna what’s going on in the south, in the south
in the south, in the south, in the, in the south, south
now tell that b-tch to keep my name up out ya mouth
big chevy’s bending corners, speakers thumping
yeah we make a scene
that dirty, dirty in yo’ ear, crystal clear
yeah, we got what you need
big chevy’s bending corners, speakers thumping
yeah we make a scene
(know what’s going on in the south, in the south)
that dirty, dirty in yo’ ear, crystal clear
yeah, we got what you need
(now tell that b-tch to keep my name up out ya mouth)
call, call, call, call me daddy fat sax
call, call, call, call me daddy fat sax
call, call, call, call me daddy fat sax
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