Lyrics:
Wood
Orange Mound
Clabirant homes
Dixie homes
McNeil County
Speedy Henry
Watkins and Brown
German Town
Mid Town
Foot homes
Big Hampt
Collage Park
Hyde
for sale?" He says, "Yeah." I says, "Where are ya?" He says, "Fourteen east on County 12, turn right on the one-lane gravel road, you can park in
on em
Park it like a ((flawda boi /
Face Gator like a ((flawda boi
Chasin paper like a ((flawda boi/
R-Riding wit my ish slowed down Iike a ((Flawda
be talkin' and bein' all careless on these phones
I know technology now
Allows po'-po' to look inside walls and see inside homes
I know all I was
Tatted up, I'm gassed up, I'm throwed off and I'm buck wild
Loud and rowdy
I'm a son of the dirty south
This that southern playalistic Willie
eighty seven never happened?
No innovative hip-hop, no crack kingpin, no park hand-clappin
Damn, one to his chest, the tool jam
He tried to flash
Form the south to the bottom
It's the brand new trick
(M.I.A., down south, yo yo college park)
And if you never been down south before
We bout
This is, Mystikal and Outkast
I'm representin'
[Mystikal]
I'm out for the big bucks and NO WHAMMIES
You can't stand it!
Make em feel
This is, Mystikal and Outkast
I'm representin''
I'm out for the big bucks and no whammies goddammit
You can't stand it
Make 'em feel the impact
fam
His mom by his side
He ignores the prices on signs
He cannot afford the
Nerf gun in his eyesight
His momma says I paid 40 bucks
For him to play in
This is, Mystikal and Outkast
I'm representin'
[Mystikal]
I'm out for the big bucks and NO WHAMMIES
You can't stand it!
Make em feel
the lac
Ken Ben on the mutha fucking tracks
And that's a fact we in the trap
But you already know that I'm rowdy
Eight months in the belly of the county
rough and popped the condom
Pequeño ese
Bitch I'm reading and I'm writing like an essay
Dade county made, what my chest say
I had to pawn a nigga queen
em
And I ain't hiding from no contact I want all head on collisions
Play with us we make a show just like Its Seinfeld
Party in Orlando park
chick-a boom boom boom
It’s all big buck, it’s all loud truck,
It’s all coon dog, we eat the whole whole,
It’s all yes mam, it’s all no sir,
It’s all
out ya center like giannis
When heat trading bucks
Look
The Mac 11 spit nice
Like hov in 96
Yellow tape and candle sticks
Diamond crucifix
Turn
like a puppet, I feel like Jeff Dunham
No Milwaukee, but I got the Bucks like Demarcus Cousins
Me and E on a song, it's straight heat like a whole oven
Yea
Cheque muthafucking Lowkks
Upper County San Diego
Seven Six Oh
Assassination
This here is a lyric laceration
Operating in the field just
a nark
(Aye)
No I can't deal with a nark (Nah)
Been counting bands from the start (Yeah)
I put the foreign in park
She gave me brain like she smart (I
the studio
(Studio)
Rough like sand paper but cooler than Coolio
Attitude of a gangsta: don't give a fuck
Got the strut of a hustler
Tryina make a fast buck
to God it's in my blood nigga
Florida water, I get drunk
You got bout twenty five seconds 'fore my dawg get to his trunk
And bitch I'm 'bout a buck fifty,
Yo I'm to the mic like what putin be to russia
I stab em wit a knife we be shootin mf s
Bounty hunt make your county pump was little a teen
wearin
Tripping on me?
This notorious county bound.
Daygo Poway hidden hills.
Where we got that mf loud.
Talking all that shit will leave u twisted
When them city boys cross the county lines
We circle the trucks cut on the lights
Man I've seen some good fights
Sittin' on a tailgate,
Me and my
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