Lyrics:
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
of youth my mother took sick
And I was brought up by my brother
The iron ore poured as the years passed the door
The drag lines an' the shovels they was
To the east three said-ah
Cancel Colorado in the march
By request
Don't go on the look out of a whim
Aye she said
getting off the 405
Be with this bad bitch, she living in the south
I'm met her at the club with my nigga Gotti
5-3, thick, with a lot of pride
of youth my mother took sick
And I was brought up by my brother
The iron ore poured as the years passed the door
The drag lines an' the shovels they was
one funny mothafucka
A true comedian, you gotta love him, you gotta trust him
I might be buggin', infomercials and no sleep
Introverted by my
City, she wanted to freak me
When I was sticky but we did it anyway
Look, drop one or three dozen nickel-plated stapler
Up under my seat, why? Robbers
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
who tripping true spitting
Cadillac coupe dipping
Crew whippin wit yo bitch present
This is new pimpin
Roll up get a cup only Hennessy sippin
West Coast
One, two
One, two, three
Yeah, inslumnational, underground
Thunder pounds when I stomp the ground (woo)
Like a million elephants or silverback
the Dirty South
See in the 3rd grade this is what you told
You was bought, you was sold
Now they sayin' Juice left some heads cracked
I betcha Jedd
For a Thrill
By: Head Ferns
Faded summer eyes
South Dakota goodbyes
Short plane trip
Long walk flip
Home care hair
Cause done dare
Trash stache
them 3, to come up here wit me
So I can put em where they 'pose to be
One at the head, one in the middle
And one down by my feet, she keep ticklin'
shit
Dirty South nigga we straight gangsta pimps
[Big Boi]
O-U-T-K-A-S-T,O-N-P,G-O-O-D-I-E, so fresh so clean
Back with Stankona, Dungeon Family
Pearl
you're there when it rains?
Is it shorter to New York, than it is by a plane?
Between myself and I, I wonder who's the dumber
Is it hotter down south
Me and my uncle went ridin' down
To South Colorado, West Texas bound
We stopped over in Santa Fe
That day on the pony, just about halfway
And you
three or four just to loosen up
'Cause we were really gonna swing tonight
I could already see her face and touch her long red hair
Well at nine
One two three four
Never been anywhere, south of the Delaware
Never been through Kalamazoo
Never been to Timbuktu
Livin' is fantasy,
[SPM] -
South Park from the heart jump start
The game everybody in my hood selling
Crack cocane
[Hook]
On my block everything goes (goes)
Diamond
cadillac
Let me ride, let me ride
White man, white man, don't you know
Those indians they had no place to go
They took old Geronimo by storm
Ripped off
that's tearin up shows, fuckin these hoes, representin the South
Eyes bare-ly open, laid back in the Cadillac tokin
Them hoes talkin bout ridin with me
1998 Lexus, Dick slangers
Nuts Hangers, from South American
Dom Perignon me a peasant, move on
Can you top a
Nigga with a candy coated helicopter
Move,
One, two
One, two, three, yeah
Yeah, inslumnational, underground
Thunder pounds when I stomp the ground (woo)
Like a million elephants
And three young girls who cried
The west coast is falling
I see rocks in the sky
The preacher took his bible
And laid it on the stool
He said with
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