I'm in love with a southern girl Hides her accent really well And has wanderlust like country vines And leaves teethmarks like a fistfight This love
his glip Well, ya must be in tune to hear what we hear Just like ya ought to do But inside of you If not, we didn't come through Knowin' the South is
South (here we go) Can y'all really feel me (baby girl) East coast, feel me (uh huh) West coast, feel me (can ya feel this) Dirty South (dirty dirty)
it Like I'm asking her to break it on down (look out look out) Break it on down (look out look out) Break it on down (look out look out) Break it on down
to bang your spine (Just) Bob your head, like Epilepsy Up inside your club or in your Bentley Get messy Loud and sick Your mind past normal on another
calling you on the phone, your girls out making a night on the town while your sitting there all alone, I suggest you go with your Crew, Your looking
Lay your nuts on the dresser Just your nutsack by itself And bang them shits with a spiked bat Cut your neck off and sew your head right back And leave
people bounce Fellas say (OH) girls say(ah) Lookin at the cornrows up in the club Girl don't be bashfull girl back it up Throw it girl like its poking
hustlin' I've been corporatin' to this music over these years Y'all will fall victim to your own lies and the P.I. will continue to rise, over your eyes
dream about Swanging them whips you sing about Rocking more bling bling than your whole team seem to got Ask your girl, she'll tell ya the truth Your
warned. I'm a bullet and I'm headed straight for your heart, yeah. Be careful what you start. I'm a bullet and I'm headed straight for your heart, yeah
s only that I'm here tonight thinking I was there There are high winds on the pier tonight, my soul departs from me Striding like Thalia's ghost south
know what I'm saying Dirty dirty east Y'all mean south Naah east playa Dirty dirty east Sure it aint south Naah east playa Still got love for the south
ma? It's twenty karats after nine Or you can hot drop, well let me quench your thirst First thing First, let's do what we rehearsed Know dem numbers now, it show be break break
me quench your thirst Check it, but first thing first, girl let's do what we rehearsed And don't get nervous now, just show me break-breaky Get up and
looking Just one bad ass bitch from Brooklyn. Not here to steal your loot, your coach, your rocks making niggas drop wheneve we hit the block they hear
: (feat. Big Scoob, Bumpy Knuckles, Kutt Calhoun & Skatterman) [Introduction:] B. Boys and B. Girls stand up. Down South, Midwest, East Coast, West