Well its the m i letter coming around the south Rollin hammers and vogues in that old southern slouch Please, ain't nothin but in my atmosphere I'm bendin corners in my lac boi, cause that's how we be rollin Deep, the slang is in effect its Georgia Kickin they khakis and, packin yo cause you sposed to cousin Catfish and grits is how my flow Rollin steady in that caddy but them 50 got to go See Juice and gin to be my friend, from the begin And now i'm just a player sippin sauce, every now and To a buzz like a bumble bee Niggas who tried to with me Get sprayed like raid cause it nothin see
My heat is in the trunk along with that quad No my don't pump no koolaid And get you spray Hooray yo block the one and only Many a nigga fast and How you you last-in Quickly, they gone get me Got fo'em The up in yo grill 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 why yo style is ro-ten, Stop in the of ATL Where nothin but pimps, equipped Quick to make a sale, Rolling got my fitness boomin light Rocket smoke to stop me but they know that its that
Its that funky music Now if you choose it You make sure you don't abuse it We gonna get cha high,
Time to these bows, like dusty rhodes Then I ho We knockin em off they feet like a southern hustler To do , I's in the house, house A is lit fo my kin folks And all the niggas that was down, we been broke Takin'em deeper a submarine So scream when you the team of two My groove be thick as two fat sittin off in a room I'm my tag backwards if you want to be actin wrong Word is like super glue Its funky like scoop And word I say you can true
Well dokey kastout I swear to God I got the highest cadillac The expialalistic de ville Can you handle you rat I take my time cruisin round the malls And under my seat for you suckers its final curtain call The one two to the p-you-m-p. You want to do a jack I heat the till this hippi get me See i get friendly in where i fit Organized is on the with the southernplayalistic shit So copy my and bite my shit But don't try me Cause sleepin you'll get served some southern hospitality
Its that southerplayalisticcaddilac music Now Players if you it You better make sure you abuse it We get cha high, high
Well southernplayalisticadillac music has laid I may wait for all the be rolling like that today So back up off get up on it if you want it Looking for hoes and snitches was my on player's ball yup So now I step, rather with the pimp Lit by, my niggaz are at east that college park hemp smoke style Is how I want to end it on this track so I it to my partner And back up in my Cadillac
Step into my shoes, you sittin on truths And those for the hoes only we rollin through Atlanta be blue The sun is it seemin i glisten, rather gleaming 20/20 got me leaning to the Feel the pride, now ain't somethin I'm dippin into your This ain't braile, but i'm out the roaches Dungeon if ya'll it Big Gimp, Goodie MOb, PA,
Its that funky music Now Players if you it You make sure you don't abuse it We get cha high, high Its that southerplayalisticcaddilac funky Now Players if you it You make sure you don't abuse it We get cha high, high Its that southerplayalisticcaddilac funky Now Players if you it You better make sure you abuse it We get cha high, high