Southern Boy

Yeah, yeah, yeah, if David Banner was here right now He would just look at y'all muthafuckas and go "Damn!" And if Flip was here he would go, "What is y'alls saying?" I'm a push trucks, nigga I'm a drive Benz Muthafuck the 8's nigga I'ma get the 10's I'ma drink everythin', I'ma get drunk Watch the shoes, I'ma show ya dudes, I'm 'bout to pop the trunk I'ma be captivator, I'ma be calm From that hat to the shirt, to the pants playa, woah I'ma play polo, I'ma stay rich I'm about to bust the southside in this bitch I'm a stay with Sprint, mutha fuck Nextel Can you hear me now? I don't love no girl I'ma eat chicken player, I'ma sip lak Push the old school Caddy with the diamond in the back I'ma get the candy paint just because I know you can't Pussy, pussy, pussy, your life is blank I'ma get the new J smoke all the purple haze I'ma stick with game spittin', game spittin' in your face 'Cause I'm a mutha fuckin' southern boy Comin' down so clean, and with rhymes so mean Heavy starch in my jeans Want Criss, want hard, fuck a nigga, fuck a broad You can't top my southern flow 'Cause I'm a mutha fuckin' southern boy I'm comin' down so clean, and with rhymes so mean Heavy starch in my jeans Want Criss, want hard, fuck a nigga, fuck a broad You can't top my southern flow 'Cause I'm a mutha fuckin' southern boy Look we ride the biggest truck 20 inches don't give a fuck When I roll, nigga know I'm plush comin' 'round and I'm high as fuck Green truck, lift up, spinnin' blades is a must Wood grain, suede and leather, feelin' good with this Cali weather I can go in any hood, get a nigga they know I could Coming round and I'm iced up too nigga know 'bout me and my crew Layin' low, being cool smokin' weed, what we do Movin' ki's, bought that Coupe stackin' G's what we do Nigga know that I'm slangin' that iron Fuck around tryin' to take my shine Nigga know that I'm 'bout gettin' mine Hustlin', flippin' when I'm on that grind Nigga know we got work uptown Fuck around and we shut you down Pussy, pussy pussy, you pussy pussy bitch 'Cause I'm a mutha fuckin' southern boy Comin' down so clean, and with rhymes so mean Heavy starch in my jeans Want Criss, want hard, fuck a nigga, fuck a broad You can't top my southern flow 'Cause I'm a muthafuckin' southern boy I'm comin' down so clean, and with rhymes so mean Heavy starch in my jeans Want Criss, want hard, fuck a nigga, fuck a broad You can't top my southern flow 'Cause I'm a muthafuckin' southern boy I'm pumpin' through the South holdin' my nuts I'm in my candy apple red Cadillac car rollin' them dutch White cuts with that stitch and tuck, lookin' for a bitch to fuck Find a slut, let's get this buck, look like you need this dick to suck I'm truck turner pimpin', with Issac Hayes roll on Just another pimp gettin' his stroll on bitch hold on You starin' at a pimp, tryin' to look him in his eyes When you practice south ballin', if you get broke don't be surprised Tell no lies about this mackin', some win and some be losin' But pimpin' never dyin' 'cause these hoes is steady choosin' Gets to fuckin' with my paper, you cruisin' for a bruisin' So let there be no confusion, pimpin' ain't no illusion Don't believe me ask Ice are, she shorted my lil' brother She mutha fuckin' paged chose a pimp like no other We all about that dollar bitch, so when you see a pimp Don't try to holla, wipe me down and pop my collar 'Cause I'm a mutha fuckin' southern boy Comin' down so clean, and with rhymes so mean Heavy starch in my jeans Want Criss, want hard, fuck a nigga, fuck a broad You can't top my southern flow 'Cause I'm a mutha fuckin' southern boy I'm comin' down so clean, and with rhymes so mean Heavy starch in my jeans Want Criss, want hard, fuck a nigga, fuck a broad You can't top my southern flow 'Cause I'm a mutha fuckin' southern boy