know she could twerk it like that She a motherfuckin sex machine, Holla at me baby [Chorus] [Rick Ross] Stuntin in a magnum ridin with my hat low Forty
with 5th Ward, South Park and South Central, Gee And St. Ides when I party By the twelve pack case of becardy [Scarface:] A six pack of forty Ack' Gets
t know I'm steady rappin Excuse me as a suspect, that's a hot lie I did not give a man a gun, (??) papaya I was home down South, that's what he get, street
shoulder, I got a clip in my holster The difference between us, is I'm focused Nowadays e'rybody wanna talk about me But you know you can't mention the South
-10, nigga running my route On the way to the booth, cause I fronted some out I'm from the land of the lost, where we handle the South Don't play god
s Southwest And my far Eastside, and all my Blood's out West But my shorties down South, ain't got forty for a house But they ride old schools, and put forty
they double D's jump to this House on the hill, hella tip drills Paul Wall said he'd do me up a red grill Busta Bus circlin' the 5-6 ville Forty water
, I'm smellin plead, who got the chocola-te That brolic like a ?, prolly had me sloppy on the hot day Dodgin the street crime unit, why? Forty one shots
my Gordo Motherfuckers laid back in yo Cadillac Let me jump in this shit like back to back Stay real for life, roll down south For the wreckshop, for
nahnow na nahnow... Ay Cob now I said cob now I said cob nowaaaahhh... Yah lord lord [Verse 1: Banish] I move heads with lines, traffic outta the south
and the topless dancers The gander freaks, cars packed with speakers The G's with the forties and the chicks with beepers The Northern Lights and the Southern
double D's jump to this House on the hill, hella tip drills Paul Wall said he'd do me up a red grill Busta Bus circlin' the 5-6 ville Forty water, he
D's jump to this house on the hill, hella tip drills, Paul Wall said he'd do me up a red grill Busta Buss circlin' the 5-6 'ville Forty Water, he told