foot in South .. Would this .. served with bear hands That's back in Mississippi All you gotta do is close your eyes And come with me girl I wanna be with you
Would this... served with bear hands That's back in Mississippi All you gotta do is close your eyes And come with me girl I wanna be with you I told
some D's on it I got move to make On time with these dope breads, my money never late Don't be bothered with thee lames, you should elevate I got bottle
SHE SAY WHY YOU MESS WIT ME I TOLD HER BECUZ YOU THICK, IF YOU WASNT THICK, I PROBALLY BE MESSIN WITH YOU CUZIN BITCH, THINK THAT YOU A DIME BUT TO ME YOU
natives Like Banner David, incredible flows channel anger My "Resident" was "Evil", you graphic like Castlevania Your hooks/line sinkin', I'm down, holding like anchors It's no comparison, you pale with
Chorus 1: David Banner] You have now reached St. Louis By the way of the mighty Mississippi It's David Banner biatch, "Air Force Ones Remix" [Chorus
Rhyme+, baby ?Gimme Some Mo? You say you likin that When I be hittin it from behind and I be rightin back Ye that's my very next line when I be speakin
'm talkin to you sucker nigga you can stunt all ya wanta stunt I know you won't bust a gun (Yeah I'm talkin to you) fuck nigga you can hate all you wanna
being a true player and all I mean you know as a stand up guy you know I really hate to say I told you so But, man I told you so Back when we said we
on The big screen, then hit every trap and traveled on Past, present to Texas to Alambama strong Down in Miami, up to Louisiana homes, From the Carolinas, Virginia, to David Banner
You try to be sick I be ridin' with silenced machine guns While you be tryin' to be Tip I'm still hood I move minus the bus pass Out with the poverty in with
Wittier than comedy, nigga write a parody But I ain't tellin' jokes... apparently A parent, yeah my daughter be the twinkle of my eye You hurt her you
system of the twizzle Im like Macaulay Culkin I was rich when I was pissin' On myself Im ballin' you niggaz haterholics Im jus' the recipe so you can
drop, Homey, U got Swiss on the beat, I gotta come with da heat, It's David Banner, Yung Wun, and F-L-I-P [David Banner] Get it crunk in this, Set it
spliffs [Cappadonna] You might see me in a 6, that's not my style You might see me wit a bitch, that's not my child I be in the benzo, keep a low profile
street credibility you overkill Y'all ain't real Talkin bout keep it gangsta Only if you knew the gangsta sent me to shank you Gank you, gank you, tie
you so damn lame Now how you gon' ball if you got no hustle? How you gon' pimp if you got no game? How you win a fight if you know you can't tussle?
