Southern Boy

Yeah, yeah, yeah, if David Banner was here right now He would just look at y'all muthaf**kas 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 Muthaf**k 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 f**k 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 pus*y, pus*y, pus*y, 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 f**kin' southern boy Comin' down so clean, and with rhymes so mean Heavy starch in my jeans Want Criss, want hard, f**k a nigga, f**k a broad You can't top my southern flow 'Cause I'm a mutha f**kin' southern boy I'm comin' down so clean, and with rhymes so mean Heavy starch in my jeans Want Criss, want hard, f**k a nigga, f**k a broad You can't top my southern flow 'Cause I'm a mutha f**kin' southern boy Look we ride the biggest truck 20 inches don't give a f**k When I roll, nigga know I'm plush comin' 'round and I'm high as f**k 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 f**k 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 f**k around and we shut you down pus*y, pus*y pus*y, you pus*y pus*y bitch 'Cause I'm a mutha f**kin' southern boy Comin' down so clean, and with rhymes so mean Heavy starch in my jeans Want Criss, want hard, f**k a nigga, f**k a broad You can't top my southern flow 'Cause I'm a muthaf**kin' southern boy I'm comin' down so clean, and with rhymes so mean Heavy starch in my jeans Want Criss, want hard, f**k a nigga, f**k a broad You can't top my southern flow 'Cause I'm a muthaf**kin' 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 f**k Find a slut, let's get this buck, look like you need this d**k to s*ck 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 f**kin' 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 f**kin' 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 f**kin' southern boy Comin' down so clean, and with rhymes so mean Heavy starch in my jeans Want Criss, want hard, f**k a nigga, f**k a broad You can't top my southern flow 'Cause I'm a mutha f**kin' southern boy I'm comin' down so clean, and with rhymes so mean Heavy starch in my jeans Want Criss, want hard, f**k a nigga, f**k a broad You can't top my southern flow 'Cause I'm a mutha f**kin' southern boy