Lyrics:
a clown show
Witches in the st. bernard projects, downed a hoe
And it's sad cause niggaz claimin 3rd ward
9th ward and niggaz claimin 10th ward
All my
white lady, by the key (key)
Ayy, cup full of Texas, poured by the three (three)
Hoped out the Porsche, went and sold me a P (a P)
Smoke a pussy nigga
Cadillac grills, Cadillac mill's
Check out the oil my Cadillac spills
Matter of fact, candy paint Cadillacs kill
So check out the hoes my Cadillac
the middle of the summer no ceiling fan
And Enoch Dad took his blue mini van
So we back to riding bikes to circle K
Had to roll up
So I cop a 3 for $2 dutch
I
Body so thick guess what I'm a player now
The sun's beamin on my skin i'm sweatin now
Cadillac's reved up so we swervin out
Parked out by the Seaside
from the south (playaz from the south ? ? ? gs)
That muthafuckin g
I got beats by the pound, just like quarter keys
Klc put it on the scale so y'all
I wanna ride in Geronimo's automobile
Take me, take me, take me back
I wanna ride in Geronimo's [Cadillac]
They put Geronimo in jail down South
were me, you'd be surrounded by security
Dope House, known for our purity
(Chorus)
[Verse 2]
Yeah, these west coast riders with the down south G's
17
were me, you'd be surrounded by security
Dope House, known for our purity
(Chorus)
[Verse 2]
Yeah, these west coast riders with the down south G's
17
It was the Senior High School yearbook
The class of sixty-three
I'll never forget the day you gave
Your book and pen to me
It was all talked
from the south (playaz from the south ? ? ? gs)
That muthafuckin g
I got beats by the pound, just like quarter keys
Klc put it on the scale so y'all
a place to go
But I let her go with Zeke in the Cadillac
Daddy back? Daddy back, haagh haagh, asthma attack
Hook
Verse 3
Juelz Santana:
They love this
This for the three, this for the house
This for the crib, this for the South
This for the porch, this for the Sip'
This for them summers, this for
the red carpet on y'all bitch asses
Hailing from the filthy, dirty South, where the Kings lay
Ludacris, Disturbin' Tha Peace family
Recognize royalty
on the throne
I'd stop this mess and
Just need to think about it
I ain't going to Sun City
If-if somehow by the South African government
Sun City is described
were me, you'd be surrounded by security
Dope House, known for our purity
(Chorus)
[Verse 2]
Yeah, these west coast riders with the down south G's
17
in the club tryin to duck us (WHAT?)
And if you walk by nigga, I'ma knock fire nigga
from yo' ass, you can come try nigga (HEY!)
In the hood, all
Bentley, Fresh Bentley on twenty-inch dubs
Monte Carlo's, Cadillac's, and Jags
If it ain't a V8, that shit ain't fast
Vettes, Vipers, trucks, and bikes
What you Think Bout That
I be In The Grey Cadillac
We In The Bed Like
Ooh Ooh Oh, Ooh Ooh
We In The Bed Like
Ooh Ooh Ooh, Ooh Ooh
[Verse 3: Yung Joc]
carpet on y'all bitch asses.
Hailin from the filthy, dirty South, where the Kings lay.
Ludacris; Disturbin' Tha Peace family. Recognize royalty
when you
Hookie parties was the best
They tought us niggas how to finesse the fat fatty and the chest
Now we into nickel bags, dreams about Cadillacs and Jags
We
Well, they put Geronimo in jail down south
Where he couldn't look the gift horse in the mouth
Sergeant, sergeant, don't you feel
There's something
parties was the best
They tought us niggas how to finesse the fat fatty and the chest
Now we into nickel bags, dreams about Cadillacs and Jags
We ask
Snap ya fingers, do ya step
You can do it all by yourself (woo)
Baby girl, what's your name?
Let me talk to you, let me buy you a drink
I'm T-pain,
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