Lyrics:
Produced by darndang24
I'm DECADE
Schizo records
SHUT UP!
Good morning, South Carolina
This is your news reporter
I wanna talk about the news today
Been There Done That
I got Respect for the east I got Respect for the West
I got respect for dirty the south
cnd I Been There i Done That
I got
Chillin' like a motherfucker
On this hot ass day
Damn, I'm kinda high, so I just
Ride as I glide down the wicked ass South Side
So, as I begin to flow,
want to play with that toy
Droppin' this heat like an asteroid
Good in the south like Pastor Troy
Pull up aside of a 1977
Sittin' back and sippin' my
respected
Riding Lacs or Lexus, south man we exit
Flipping more cream means, green by the hour
Sipping codeine leaning like an Eiffel Tower
Got boppers
mothafucka' from the street)
(All I have in this world)
(All I have in this world)
(Balls)
(Balls)
(Balls)
(Balls)
I'm in the South Park, night
One, two
One, two, three, yeah
Yeah, inslumnational, underground
Thunder pounds when I stomp the ground (woo)
Like a million elephants
One, two
One, two, three
Yeah, inslumnational, underground
Thunder pounds when I stomp the ground (woo)
Like a million elephants or silverback
to the kickback, relaxed, eyes low like I’m in a Cadillac
(What?)
Hunnies in the back, mixmatched, throwing it back
Like they tryna kickback (like they tryna
Toni it's S3 (S3!)
Late night hype gotta keep the funk flowing
Riding Cadillacs with the fucking windows open
Fuck the police government and the rodents
fall
When the South's in the house, better watch your mouth
'Cause we on that hood shit, I'm hood rich
Comin' around your hood bitch
I swear I'm so
juggling my bean bags
I went from spin the bottle to kiss the model
Take 3 more seconds we gon’ find
Out if she spit's or swallows
I heard it’s a recession
One, two
One, two, three
Yeah, inslumnational, underground
Thunder pounds when I stomp the ground (woo)
Like a million elephants or silverback
One, two
One, two, three
Yeah, inslumnational, underground
Thunder pounds when I stomp the ground (woo)
Like a million elephants or silverback
was originally
Scheduled to be released last
Year, but it was pushed back
By Meek's label, Atlantic
After he was sentenced to
Six months in prison
(He
to Tha Carter 2?
C'mon
Ridin’ by myself, late night, left
Arm on the steering wheel, red light
Lookin’ through the rear view
Hoping I don't see
to peddle, but three times two equal the devil
Blinded by the ice, and the savage way of life
To no vale, niggas get money in small scales
Start smokin, like
ain't slammin' doors on they drop
Y'all niggas too young to remember how to the south used to be but I'm not
So when it come to snappin', Cadillacs
Y'all niggas too young to remember how to the south used to be but I'm not
So when it come to snappin', Cadillacs, SpottieOttieDopaliscious, y'all pop
You
the truth)
I'ma keep it real
Show you how it feels to ride
Y'all went three feet and stopped rising
(I ain't seen shit)
Wendy Williams is a fat bitch
That's
love of a South Texas girl
The three in the front seat, they sat on each side
That green and white '58 Fairlane
It would drive down farm roads past
south of heaven
Somewhere just beyond the Jericho line
Little white church, roll back through the pines
Down where the Three Cross river unwinds
If
it on sight (On sight)
Gotta watch for the three blind mice (yeah)
How I came from the south, aight
Whole lotta pain, no, keep it tight
(Keep it
Well, I left Kentucky back in forty nine
An' went to Detroit workin' on a 'sembly line
The first year they had me puttin' wheels on Cadillacs
Every
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