It's the Dirty South
South, South, we wear bandanas and denim suits
Down South, you gon' always spot us in the crew
We're South,
South,
we drivin' billies and dagwads
And we play all our hoes like a game of squash cards
Down South, we got that dollar, dollar
*** a chick and get in the heat and make them holla,
holla
Down South, we eatin' Timmy, Chance, and Nuggets
I just bought a Descalade and a PT Cruiser
Down South, my wrist stay below freezing
Down South,
my niggas brag for empty And Down South,
everybody shop at the Galleria
I don't care about the price,
I drop money like Di-Re Down South,
we rollin' fancy cars
Escalade,
props,
props,
and Rolls Royce with Roll Balls
Down South,
we love flip,
pimps,
and sluts Down South,
we wearin' precious clips
Down South is the place where them cattle trucks stunt,
ugly birds be shot
Look,
Down South, when we drive, we hoggin' the land
86 baguettes, cloggin' my range
Down South,
we count money on the back of the Jags
But if I'm broke,
I don't find a gad to get in the mask
Down South, we smoke hydro and sip skim
Down South, whoopie whoop gets an ice cream
Down South, we ride swangers on drop tops
After Carrington, we roll in the White House
Down South,
love flip,
the only freestyle king Down South,
we all known for big,
long leans
South,
South,
East,
Spitz,
Flame,
notice my voice draggin' Take a look at my clothes,
iceberg jeans,
saggin'
Down South,
we some ghetto stars And when we're havin' ***,
it's Menage a Toil
Down South,
I hope y'all know it's hot as hell And if you take them,
it's not go settle
Down South,
it's Rolex and Cartier We don't go to
clubs unless they got a party there
Down South,
five-row,
be swangin' the club club Down South,
you ain't gon' find too many thugs thugs
Down South,
we stick together like glue And we love music,
slow down,
skoo skoo
Down South,
love skub-wreckin' all these boys Major
labels don't even want to call these boys
Down South,
I'm a stop like DMX And Lil' Kim,
Willie Willie's on that BMX
Down South,
every other rider's on 20 inches On a bad day,
I'd probably call my sable inches
On South,
South,
we push rhymes like way And the real,
real,
real,
fake hang with fake
Down South,
it ain't no stoppin' me And I gots cross-throttle-eye lottery
It's the dirty South,
it's just the dirty South It's the dirty South,
baby,
it's the dirty South
Down South, I'm the *,
down South, I'm the *
I'm the mystery,
let me out here
Down South,
we drivin' Vipers and Vicks Down South,
you hearin' Nikes and Swifts
Down South,
we got the gangsta load up Down South,
everybody stand man-hold up
Down South,
how we do it,
right on chrome Down South,
we got DVDs inside our home
Down South,
we ballin' for the millennium I got a drop later,
later,
I ain't even 21
Down South,
everybody know I'm shinin' quick Can't somebody flush the toilet,
cause I'm the *,
down South