Songtexte:
South Park Ho Ho

Christmas Day And I'll say 'Howdy-ho' Folks'll gather round the fire Sing a song, stroll the choir Pretty soon they'll all retire And I'll say 'Howdy-ho

The Timb Laces Get Tighter And Parka Hoods Flip Up Drugs Dealers Standin And They Parka Hoods Slip Up Where Girls Become Exes From Summer's Caught Ho'

: [Big Boi] Well its the M I crooked letter comin around the South Rollin straight hammers and vogues in that old Southern slouch Please, ain't nothin

shakin once again, ho you know it's on.. [x3] [Verse 2] Playas on the scene, I'm feelin mean, I'm on blow, so I'm chillin with SPL, Fly down with South Park ho

: Freedom of the body Freedom of the mind A ho on South Street hired for tricks Little girls pickin' up sticks Freedom of '76 Wastee little weasel Wants

[Grimm] Automatics be kicking, reloaded streets done exploded And hopeless, lost on the dro'ded armored soldiers The fully loadest, book was strong as

you Wa wa wa wa, 1, 2, 1, 2 Call me Will, enemy I state When four doc run the scam New jacks studderin', that the man from the upper hand Punch, atomic bomb I hit many From bricks to South Park

I ever need It was me, Fred B and Freddy Brack Dipped the sermon sticks then we smoked them phat While we rapped about the bitches and all the ho's Can

go nigga Let's go ho You wanna go nigga Let's go ho You wanna go nigga Let's go ho You wanna go nigga Let's go ho What...what...what...what...what [Lil