Dirty South

Lyrics

(*talking*)
 Huh hold up, 2000 and 2
 You already know how we do
 You know I'm saying, pull up in front of the club
 banging looking good, hopping out and swanging on blue
 Boss Hogg Outlaws, doing what they wanna do
 Security talking bout, turn the music down
 Man we walk up to the club, do what we wanna (huh)
 Smelling like dro you already know
 Slim Thug tell 'em how we do it
 [Slim Thug]
 We riding big body Benz, Gucci shade lens
 Me and all my friends, got the platinum diamond grins
 Every thing I'm in spin, on twenty inch Lorenz
 Laid back on buck skin, with my braids in the wind
 Not a twin, but me and Ray Face got twin Coupes
 Me and my super thoed group, drop platinum hits like Snoop
 I can't hoop, but people still call me a balla
 And I can't shoot, but people still call me a shot caller
 Standing taller than the rest, staying dressed to impress
 Twenty karats on my chest, Gator boot, suits and vests
 Don't mess with the best, cause we put boys to rest
 Respect that Houston Tex, cause we break and stack checks
 Dirty Third sip bar, endo in cigar
 Menage tois in the spa, like a porno star
 Me and E up to par, wherever we are
 Flipping bar foreign cars, double R Jaguars
 [Chorus: Carmen San Diego]
 You don't wanna bang with us
 Cause you know we dangerous
 If you real, you can swing with us
 Cause we are from that Dirty South
 [Chorus: E.S.G. & Slim Thug]
 When we hit the club, you know we thugged out
 Twenty-fo' seven, them boys they iced out
 First thing they say, who let them Hoggs out
 They must be from the Dirty South
 [Carmen San Diego]
 Carmen San, and you got's to like me
 Cause I'm pulling up fly, looking nice and icey
 If a playa wanna hit, tell me what the price be
 Six digits no less, baby don't strive me
 Hopping me and my crew, roll up big body Benz
 Chromed out twenties, big bubbled eyed blue lens
 All my playas set trends, and spend big dividends
 Southside showing up, blowing up bubbling
 Club parking is packed, me and my click walking in
 Diamonds shining, blinding and sparkling
 Best believe we squash that chatter, they stopping and talking in
 When the club let out, this Big Billy I'm hopping in
 [Chorus]
 [E.S.G.]
 Big stack of paying dues, sitting fat on 22's
 9-5 Air Macks, my platinum FUBU
 Squatting in my drop, my Cardier watch
 The mo' Lac I got, the harder they bop
 Stash spot for glock, two tone Navigator hot
 Boss Hogg calling shots, trying to block spray the block
 Make 'em stop, three karat rock the ice thick
 Baller blockers caught a flicks, I'ma pull up my convicts
 This is it, everything I spit a hit
 Got swanging and banging, popping trunks reclining kits
 In the mix, in a 6 with a body full of gliss
 Two punching keys chicks, Sade and G the shit
 Twenties turn and twist, with each lane I switch
 Mary Jane in my piss, wood grain in my fist
 Clarion screens lit, banging at a high fix
 Banging R. Kelly screwed, I Wish, I Wish
 [Chorus - 2x]

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Song Details

Duration
03:29
Key
10
Tempo
97 BPM

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