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BIG TYMERS : Southern Boy lyrics

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BIG TYMERS lyrics : "Southern Boy"

"Southern Boy"
[Mannie Fresh talking:]
yeah, yeah, yeah, If David Banner was here right now, he would

just look at y'all mutha
$#&@as and go "DAMN",
If Flip was here he would go "What Is Y'all saying ?"...


[Mannie Fresh]
I'm a push trucks, ^!$$% I'm a drive Benz,

Mutha$#&@ the 8's ^!$$% I'ma get the 10's,
I'ma drink everything, I'ma get drunk,
Watch the shoes, I'ma show ya dudes, I'm bout to pop the

trunk,
I'ma be captivator, I'ma be calm,
Hat to the shirt, to the pants playa WOAH,

I'ma play Polo, I'ma stay rich,
I'm about to bust the southside in this (*##$,
I'm a stay with sprint, mutha $#&@ Nextel,

(can you hear me now, I don't love no girl)
I'ma eat chicken player, Ima sip lak,
And push the old school Caddy with the Diamond in the Back,

I'ma get the candy paint just because I know you can't,
#[email protected], #[email protected], #[email protected], your life is blank,
I'ma get the new J smoke all the purple haze,

I'ma stick with game spittin', game spittin' in your face,

[Chorus X2 (Lil' Wayne)]

Cause I'm a mutha $#&@in southern boy,
coming down so clean, and with rhymes so mean,
heavy starch in my jeans, I

Want Criss, want hard, $#&@ a ^!$$%, $#&@ a broad,
you can't top my southern flow,
cuz I'm a mutha $#&@in southern boy


[Baby]
Look we ride the biggest truck,

20 inches don't give a $#&@,
When I roll, ^!$$% know I'm plush
Coming round' and I'm high as $#&@,

Green truck, lift up, spinning blades is a must,
Wood grain, suede and leather, feeling good with this Cali
weather,

I can go in any hood, get a ^!$$% they know I could,
Coming round and I'm iced up too,
^!$$% know bout me and my crew,

Laying low, being cool,
Smoking weed, is what we do,
Moving Ki's, bought that coupe,

Stacking G's is what we do,
^!$$% know that I'm slanging that iron,
$#&@ around trying to take my shine,

^!$$% know that I'm bout getting mine,
Hustling, flippin when I'm on that grind,
^!$$% know we got work uptown,

$#&@ around and we shut you down,
#[email protected], #[email protected] #[email protected], you #[email protected] #[email protected] (*##$..


[Chorus X2]

[Bun B]

I'm pumping thru the south holding my nuts,
I'm in my candy apple red cadillac car rolling them dutch,
White cuts with that stitch and tuck, looking for a (*##$ to

$#&@,
Find a [email protected]#% lil fifty buck, look like you need this dick to
suck,

I'm truck turner pimping, with Issac Hayes roll on,
Just another pimp getting his stroll on (*##$ hold on,
You staring at a pimp, trying to look him in his eyes,

When You practice southballing, if you get broke don't be
surprised,
Tell no lies about this macking, some win and some be

loosing,
But pimping never dying cuz these hoes is steady choosing,
If you $#&@ing with my paper, you cruising for a bruising,

So let there be no confusion, pimping ain't no illusion,
Don't believe me ask (?), she shorted my lil brother, she mutha
$#&@ing paged chose a pimp
like no other,
We all about that dollar (*##$, so when you see a pimp don't try

to holla, wipe me down and
pop my collar..

[Chorus X2]

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