Well its the m i crooked letter around the south Rollin straight hammers and vogues in that old southern Please, ain't nothin but in my atmosphere I'm bendin in my lac boi, cause that's how we be rollin here Deep, the slang is in effect its Georgia they khakis and, packin yo pieces cause you sposed to cousin Catfish and grits is how my flow Rollin steady in that but them 50 bottles got to go See Juice and gin to be my friend, from the begin And now i'm a player sippin sauce, every now and then To catch a buzz like a bee who tried to fuck with me Get sprayed like cause it ain't nothin see
My heat is in the trunk along that quad knock No my heart don't no koolaid And you'll get you yo block the one and only Outkast Many a nigga fallin and How you you last-in Quickly, ain't gone get me Got fo'em The devil up in yo and you still don't even know'em Show'em, the ok Like collard greens and whole I got soul, that's somethin you ain't got That's why yo is ro-ten, in the land of ATL Where nothin but pimps, fully Quick to make a sale, Rolling got my pocket boomin light Rocket smoke tried to stop me but they know that its
Its that funky music Now Players if you it You better make you don't abuse it We get cha high, high
Time to drop these bows, like rhodes I yell ho We knockin em off they feet like a southern hustler To do , I's in the house, house A joint is lit fo my kin And all the niggas that was down, since we been deeper than a submarine So scream when you the team of two My groove be thick as two fat hoes off in a room I'm my tag backwards if you want to be actin wrong Word is like super glue Its funky like poopa And every I say you can true
Well dokey kastout I swear to God I got the highest boomin The expialalistic de ville Can you that you rat I take my time round the city malls And under my for you suckers its your final curtain call The one two to the p-you-m-p. You want to do a jack I heat the barrel this hippi get me See i get friendly gettin in i fit Organized is on the with the southernplayalistic shit So my slang and bite my shit But don't try me sleepin you'll get served with some southern hospitality
Its that funky music Now if you choose it You better make you don't abuse it We get cha high, high
southernplayalisticadillac music has been laid I may wait for all the be rolling like today hoes So up off get up on it if you want it cha'll for hoes and snitches was my thing on player's ball yup So now I step, rather walk with the Lit by, my are at east point With college park hemp smoke style Is how I to end it on this track so I pass it to my partner And back up in my Cadillac
Step my shoes, you crews sittin on truths And for the hoes only when we rollin through Atlanta be blue The sun is beamin it That i glisten, rather 20/20 got me leaning to the the pride, now ain't that somethin I'm into your hood This ain't braile, but i'm Thumpin out the Dungeon if ya'll it Big Gimp, Goodie MOb, PA,
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