Silk headliner, ain't No Limit to how I shock ya
I'm in it for longevity, stripes and stars
We stay, wayyy down in da water, yeah
(Shh, keep it quiet now)
Ready to put that ass in order
Where niggaz come through your window with pistols
Man look hurr homie, I'm from the "Show Me"
And uh, you need to show me what you talkin' about
Dirty we big truckin' with weapons of mass destruction
And the world might change if ever I quit blessin' it
In a Spider Modena, the color of Apple Pucker
Off the banks of the muddy Mississippi
(Shh, keep it quiet now)
Or maybe skinny like a stick, but they fine as shit, I stay
I'm natural wit it, supreme actual factual wit it
So grab your flippers, goggles and oxygen tank
'Cause we pack spear guns and give niggaz harpoons
Yo, I'm from the land of kick do's
And my gun like Chris, you know I'm gon' Tucker
But you gon' see it if you don't let me keep it to myself
Might, catch me hoppin' outta the truck, blowin' the L, we yellin'
Wayyy down in da water, yeah
Ready to put that ass in order
Wayyy down in da water, yeah
Just use my illest verse to throw in the New Testament
See the way the wrist glow, sick flow
Shot hoops in size 10, it's just Jordan
And the game from the veterans, righteous bars
All these haters, they superb when I cock the
Where they might shoot you up, it's not your heart layin'
Ready to put that ass in order
Check your rap, rock and pop stations, Gube Thug, highly requested
Come through in the Buick sittin' so, lovely
I'm off the banks of that M-I-crooked letter-crooked letter-I
Ready to put that ass in order
Go grab a wet suit, check your regulator soon
Off the banks of the muddy Mississippi
Wayyy down in da water, yeah
All chrome dated, they superb when I drop her
It's the muddy St Louis, get to it, cash is nothin', it go
Wayyy down in da water
Ready to put that ass in order
Off the banks of the muddy Mississippi
Plus, I should be a warden the way I lock cells
Off the banks of the muddy Mississippi
Dress sharp, smile in your face and still rob
Better yet, turn off the lights, I'll turn this bitch into a disco
Where they be built like bricks, praised for bein' thick
(Shh, keep it quiet now)
I got a need for speed like Jeff Gordon
Hood crime highly infested
You gettin' close to me when you hit them rocks on the banks
Ready to put that ass in order
Wayyy down in da water, yeah
What all that gawkin' about, or you just runnin' your mouth
Off the banks of the muddy Mississippi
Off the banks of the muddy Mississippi
Run for cover, somebody call up the Guinness
The hump back girls with thighs
Book of World Records, tell 'em we poppin' tremendous
We like some catfish lobsters, ghetto-fied mobstas
Nah I ain't gon' tell ya, I keep that to myself
You and them cats got to get it, get it
Wayyy down in da water, yeah
(Shh, keep it quiet now)
Off the banks of the muddy Mississippi
Ready to put that ass in order
Then we, flood the streets, oh how they, lovin' me
I'm concrete booted, all khaki Dickie suited
Like Bruh Man off the fifth flo'
Off the banks of the muddy Mississippi
Yo, check, yo
Wayyy down in da water, yeah
Don't make me start man, I'm from the heartland
Wayyy down in da water, yeah
I got them gats you got to get it
