Want Criss, want hard, fuck a nigga, fuck a broad
You can't top my southern flow
'Cause I'm a mutha fuckin' southern boy
'Cause I'm a mutha fuckin' southern boy
Comin' down so clean, and with rhymes so mean
But pimpin' never dyin' 'cause these hoes is steady choosin'
'Cause I'm a mutha fuckin' southern boy
Comin' down so clean, and with rhymes so mean
We all about that dollar bitch, so when you see a pimp
Nigga know we got work uptown
I can go in any hood, get a nigga they know I could
Want Criss, want hard, fuck a nigga, fuck a broad
And if Flip was here he would go, "What is y'alls saying?"
Heavy starch in my jeans
Pussy, pussy pussy, you pussy pussy bitch
'Cause I'm a muthafuckin' southern boy
White cuts with that stitch and tuck, lookin' for a bitch to fuck
I'm pumpin' through the South holdin' my nuts
'Cause I'm a mutha fuckin' southern boy
I'm comin' down so clean, and with rhymes so mean
Nigga know that I'm 'bout gettin' mine
Watch the shoes, I'ma show ya dudes, I'm 'bout to pop the trunk
I'ma get the new J smoke all the purple haze
I'ma eat chicken player, I'ma sip lak
Heavy starch in my jeans
I'ma stick with game spittin', game spittin' in your face
Don't believe me ask Ice are, she shorted my lil' brother
Heavy starch in my jeans
I'ma get the candy paint just because I know you can't
Want Criss, want hard, fuck a nigga, fuck a broad
When I roll, nigga know I'm plush comin' 'round and I'm high as fuck
Nigga know that I'm slangin' that iron
You can't top my southern flow
I'ma play polo, I'ma stay rich
I'm comin' down so clean, and with rhymes so mean
Want Criss, want hard, fuck a nigga, fuck a broad
You can't top my southern flow
I'm a push trucks, nigga I'm a drive Benz
Heavy starch in my jeans
You can't top my southern flow
Can you hear me now? I don't love no girl
Layin' low, being cool smokin' weed, what we do
'Cause I'm a muthafuckin' southern boy
From that hat to the shirt, to the pants playa, woah
You can't top my southern flow
Just another pimp gettin' his stroll on bitch hold on
Fuck around and we shut you down
Want Criss, want hard, fuck a nigga, fuck a broad
Fuck around tryin' to take my shine
She mutha fuckin' paged chose a pimp like no other
Wood grain, suede and leather, feelin' good with this Cali weather
Gets to fuckin' with my paper, you cruisin' for a bruisin'
I'ma drink everythin', I'ma get drunk
'Cause I'm a mutha fuckin' southern boy
Heavy starch in my jeans
So let there be no confusion, pimpin' ain't no illusion
Tell no lies about this mackin', some win and some be losin'
Want Criss, want hard, fuck a nigga, fuck a broad
Look we ride the biggest truck 20 inches don't give a fuck
Find a slut, let's get this buck, look like you need this dick to suck
When you practice south ballin', if you get broke don't be surprised
Movin' ki's, bought that Coupe stackin' G's what we do
I'm comin' down so clean, and with rhymes so mean
Pussy, pussy, pussy, your life is blank
Heavy starch in my jeans
I'm in my candy apple red Cadillac car rollin' them dutch
You can't top my southern flow
I'ma be captivator, I'ma be calm
You starin' at a pimp, tryin' to look him in his eyes
Muthafuck the 8's nigga I'ma get the 10's
Green truck, lift up, spinnin' blades is a must
Coming round and I'm iced up too nigga know 'bout me and my crew
'Cause I'm a mutha fuckin' southern boy
I'm truck turner pimpin', with Issac Hayes roll on
Push the old school Caddy with the diamond in the back
Comin' down so clean, and with rhymes so mean
I'm a stay with Sprint, mutha fuck Nextel
I'm about to bust the southside in this bitch
Hustlin', flippin' when I'm on that grind
Don't try to holla, wipe me down and pop my collar
