Southern Belle (feat. Michelle Williams)

I got the Alabama blackberry Straight from sandy soils Look like Halle Berry with a Badu soul Got a sweet Georgia peach Damn she so unique Outkast on the speakers while I squeeze her 'til she leaks Got that southern Florida orange Damn she turn me on Sex me like a porn, keep this Chicago boy warm My Louisiana strawberry We got plans to get married When I get off tour, yeah Southern belle, southern belle (Where my deacons at?) Ring my line like dinner bells I'll come through, yeah Southern belles, southern belles Can I get an amen? I'll be back before dinner bells Ohh, I'ma come through for ya (come through) I'll keep ya loving on the stove baby Keep it hot for me If she ain't southern then she southside Hit that Lakeshore Drive Graduated from King High Got Bronzeville in her eye She my Michelle Obama 'Bout to meet my mama Then take her to the White House let the whole world see ya See, I'ma do better for you (yeah) I know what I put you through (I believe you) Plus your dad left big shoes And if I'm gonna fill 'em then I gotta follow through, right? I know just want you need babe And I'm gon' do better Oh, southern belle, southern belle Huh, yeah, ring my line like dinner bells Whoa, southern belle Ring my line like dinner bells Yeah, yeah I'm gon' come through, yeah Keep ya loving on the stove baby I will, I will, I will Keep it hot for me If I was a basketball player (Which one?) She'll be in the stands (okay) Cheering me on, she my number one fan (yes I am) If I was drug dealin' or a politician She got my back I know She's my Olivia Pope If I never get a Oscar Never get a Grammy It could never replace the gems I got from your granny She say "You can have the fans of the world, huh, but that's nothing like a southern girl" So, do you mind if I back this train up to the sunset baby? Ohh, come on baby