No, don't know nothin' about the South When I'm runnin' in my lag and I'm sippin'
on syrup I got the sweet hangin' out my mouth
No, don't know nothin' about the South When I'm runnin' in my lag and I'm watchin'
DVDs And I'm smokin' love pot and it's loud
I'm from the home of the интерес and the crawfish rocks
From ATX all the way to the Wallace Y'all don't hear me, my speech slurred
Gotta Kaiji force ones And the matches set of Spurs
Dime dirty, it's too hot Just cuz Enron fell off, we don't stop
Like Frenchies on Scott, I'm all in the street Candy on chrome when I roll through
DVD on comic book Headed to the homecoming
Heaven's gonna god you know it with no record

We like barbeque and light beer You think you know about the south but you
have no idea Y'all don't know nothin' about the south
When I'm runnin' in my lag and I'm sittin' on service
I got the sweet hangin' out my mouth Y'all don't know nothin' about the south
When I'm runnin' in my lag and I'm watchin' DVDs
I got the sweet hangin' out my mouth
I'm from the S-O-U-T-H, Houston Rays South Sea of Philea get paid in many ways
I'm from the S-O-U-T-H, Houston Rays South Sea of Philea get paid in many ways
I'm from the S-O-U-T-H, Houston Rays South Sea of Philea get paid in many ways
Air Force Ones when I'm gangsta lippin' 9Ps for show when I'm space age pippin'
All to the limit with no player
All to the limit with no player
Licks for plenty bricks we in heavy rotation
Right off the road dine to block on da corner
Texas thugs pt's and marijuana
I hustle no fear three albums in one year
Four karats in each ear *** for real
Four karats in each ear *** for real
I'm in a two-seater cheater, hittin' em when I hurt
I flirt with yellow skirts X Dirt
I flirt with yellow skirts X Dirt

I got so many shows that so many hoes run
I got so many shows that so many hoes run
Stayin' loyal but I'm prossive
I'm aification, don't I?
I'm aification, don't I?

Roman, Don,iere, Lilley
Roman, Don,iere, Lilllaw
Roman, Don,iere, Lilllaw
Stay fly, this the soft, soft
You know the soft, soft, soft
Y'all don't know nothing about the south
When I'm running in my lag and I'm sippin' on syrup
I got the sweet hangin' out my mouth
Y'all don't know nothing about the south
When I'm running in my lag and I'm watchin' DVDs
And I'm smokin' all my partners out
Y'all don't know about the south
When I live in the south, where the music slows down
Car low to the ground while I'm runnin' through my hood
And it ain't lookin' pretty, I just throw the deuce up
Representin' my city
It's Southside, O-Outlaw, U-Underground
T-H-H-Town, huh, well you gotta lay it down
Might see a horse or a chicken in the street now
It's a shakedown, the whole South bout to get it
Let the East and the West know
We ain't bullshittin'
Sit tight while we roll on top
In the South, we say, Dad, Doc, gimme what you got
Already Southside, know what I'm talkin' bout
All my thugs in the hood, seven goals in their mouth
Come pullin' buds out the alley when the hood had a drop
Man, it's some crazy * goin' on in the South
It's Southside, O-Outlaw, U-Underground
T-H-H-Town, huh, well you gotta lay it down
Representin' my city
It's Southside, O-Outlaw, U-Underground
T-H-H-Town, huh, well you gotta lay it down
Man, it's some crazy * goin' on in the South
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