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Down South Lyrics – Big Tymers

Down South

Down South

Big Tymers

Song Writer(s): Alexander, P, Benjamin, Andre, Bridges, Chris, Brown, Patrick, Carter, Dwayne, Murray, Raymon, Patton,
Publisher: LUDACRIS MUSIC PUBLISHING INC,





Yeah, scene so thick
Talkin' bout Outkast, organized
Rap a lot, nuttin' but that U.G.K
All the playas, all the *******s
Eightball, M.J.G, Goodie Mob
Y'all know what it is


See, I'm a southern ***
***** with some southern *** hos
A hundred thou cash gets the southern *** flow
I'm rich ***** no more runnin' round cold
Or shootin' up windows and gunnin' down doors


Oh, yeah, I think the suckas now know
That the Hummer got dropped
Keep it on the down low
I'm cruisin' up highways
Stunnin' down roads


I'll open up shop then
I'm shuttin' down shows
Luda cash cheques
That'll break the bank


Then I'm in the old school
Like Frank the Tank
You can't b*** ** join me
Petes they bore me
But all the southern ***es
They keep me *****


Ooh, big tymers in a private jet
Got the head of Universal to sign the cheque
Meanwhile Ludacris is out arrangin' rovers
Every coast watch out 'cause the south's takin' over


Uhh, caddie devils wood steerin' wheels
Got that chromed out
Lady on top of the grill
With your foot in the gas
***** whippin' out cash
Just blowin' the gr***
(That's southern cousin)


Uhh, caddie devils wood steerin' wheels
Got that chromed out
Lady on top of the grill
With your foot in the gas
***** whippin' out cash
Just blowin' the gr***
(And you thought it wasn't)


Weezy, the God bow down give praises
I'm easy involved with the drugs in my Matrix
Just keepin' it calm
Kickin' dubs from my laces


I'm puckin' a dre in the escalade basic
Don't you ***kin' play
'Cause I escapade faces
Buck fifty a gram quickly
I'm real shifty


Come get me, I'll be waitin' the steel with me
Show appreciation for those who still with me
Throw a heap of gravy at those who still envy
'Cause weezy 'F baby', all gravy gotta feel me


Heh heh, feel me lil' weezy gat go blakah
Feel heat feel sleepy
Here's your mattress
Chill, I'm still street deep
I got access


Young and play hard with no practice
Feelin' me is like huggin a cactus
But if you know pain
You take it love it and patch it
South side


Caddie devils wood steerin' wheels
Got that chromed out
Lady on top of the grill
With your foot in the gas
***** whippin' out cash
Just blowin' the gr***
(That's southern cousin')


Caddie devils wood steerin' wheels
Got that chromed out
Lady on top of the grill
With your foot in the gas
***** whippin' out cash
Just blowin' the gr***
(And you thought it wasn't)


Got southern type jeans
Southern type shirt
When I drank a lot of beer
Give a southern *** burp


Got southern *** crib
Southern *** car
Down where I'm from
I'm a southern *** star


Got southern *** chain
Southern *** brain
Where I talk a lotta ****
With a southern *** slang


On any southern beat
Got a bunch of southern freaks
Buck naked outside neighbors
Callin' police


Got a little southern boy
With a little southern bike
Got a little southern girlfriend
That he'd like


Got a southern *** truck
With a southern *** dog
Got a big big system knockin'
Pictures off the wall


Got a big southern party
Drivin' big seven forty
Me and 'Jazzy Phae'
Cuttin' on some southern shortys
I'ma be southern 'til the day I go
From my head to my belly to my knees to my toes


I'm a southern *** *****
Tat that grew up hard
Uptown third ward *****
Blow up a car


I'm the southern *** *****
With he golds in my mouth
New cars new rims
With the work in the drop


I'm a fool, I'm the dude
'Mannie' fresh the ****
Two ghetto *** *****s
Now to flip a brick
Well I'm stunna homeboy
And I'm filthy rich


Super fly get money
In the drop top six
I'm a southern *** *****
That could blow in the sky


Good weed, twenty threes
On that brand new ride
I'm a big money *****
With a boat on the lake


M.I.A and A.T.L
We do it state to state
I'm a southern *** ***** drive fifty whips
Ten bikes customized everythin' we get


I'm a fly ***** money
And my jewels be glistenin'
Twenty fours on the Bentley
And we blues them *****es


*****, four on the whips southern cousin
Home in the hills southern cousin
Chromes and devils southern cousin
Home cooked meals southern cousin


When I'm a old school, shine up the wheels
Feet on the mink floors, how does it feel
Wood on the console, chrome on the grill
When you come down here you know what it is


Four on the whips southern cousin
Home in the hills southern cousin
Chromes and devils southern cousin
Home cooked meals southern cousin

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