Big Tymers, Lil Wayne, Jazze Pha & Ludacris - Down South Lyrics

Lyrics Down South - Big Tymers , Ludacris , lil wayne



Yeah, scene so thick
Talkin' bout Outkast, organized
Rap a lot, nuttin' but that U.G.K
All the playas, all the hustlers
Eightball, M.J.G, Goodie Mob
Y'all know what it is
See, I'm a southern ass
Nigga with some southern ass hos
A hundred thou cash gets the southern ass flow
I'm rich bitch no more runnin' round cold
Or shootin' up windows and gunnin' down doors
Oh, yeah, I think the suckas now know
That the Hummer got dropped
Keep it on the down low
I'm cruisin' up highways
Stunnin' down roads
I'll open up shop then
I'm shuttin' down shows
Luda cash cheques
That'll break the bank
Then I'm in the old school
Like Frank the Tank
You can't beat me join me
Petes they bore me
But all the southern asses
They keep me horny
Ooh, big tymers in a private jet
Got the head of Universal to sign the cheque
Meanwhile Ludacris is out arrangin' rovers
Every coast watch out 'cause the south's takin' over
Uhh, caddie devils wood steerin' wheels
Got that chromed out
Lady on top of the grill
With your foot in the gas
Nigga whippin' out cash
Just blowin' the grass
(That's southern cousin)
Uhh, caddie devils wood steerin' wheels
Got that chromed out
Lady on top of the grill
With your foot in the gas
Nigga whippin' out cash
Just blowin' the grass
(And you thought it wasn't)
Weezy, the God bow down give praises
I'm easy involved with the drugs in my Matrix
Just keepin' it calm
Kickin' dubs from my laces
I'm puckin' a dre in the escalade basic
Don't you fuckin' play
'Cause I escapade faces
Buck fifty a gram quickly
I'm real shifty
Come get me, I'll be waitin' the steel with me
Show appreciation for those who still with me
Throw a heap of gravy at those who still envy
'Cause weezy "F baby", all gravy gotta feel me
Heh heh, feel me lil' weezy gat go blakah
Feel heat feel sleepy
Here's your mattress
Chill, I'm still street deep
I got access
Young and play hard with no practice
Feelin' me is like huggin a cactus
But if you know pain
You take it love it and patch it
South side
Caddie devils wood steerin' wheels
Got that chromed out
Lady on top of the grill
With your foot in the gas
Nigga whippin' out cash
Just blowin' the grass
(That's southern cousin')
Caddie devils wood steerin' wheels
Got that chromed out
Lady on top of the grill
With your foot in the gas
Nigga whippin' out cash
Just blowin' the grass
(And you thought it wasn't)
Got southern type jeans
Southern type shirt
When I drank a lot of beer
Give a southern ass burp
Got southern ass crib
Southern ass car
Down where I'm from
I'm a southern ass star
Got southern ass chain
Southern ass brain
Where I talk a lotta shit
With a southern ass slang
On any southern beat
Got a bunch of southern freaks
Buck naked outside neighbors
Callin' police
Got a little southern boy
With a little southern bike
Got a little southern girlfriend
That he'd like
Got a southern ass truck
With a southern ass dog
Got a big big system knockin'
Pictures off the wall
Got a big southern party
Drivin' big seven forty
Me and "Jazzy Phae"
Cuttin' on some southern shortys
I'ma be southern 'til the day I go
From my head to my belly to my knees to my toes
I'm a southern ass nigga
Tat that grew up hard
Uptown third ward nigga
Blow up a car
I'm the southern ass nigga
With he golds in my mouth
New cars new rims
With the work in the drop
I'm a fool, I'm the dude
"Mannie" fresh the shit
Two ghetto ass niggas
Now to flip a brick
Well I'm stunna homeboy
And I'm filthy rich
Super fly get money
In the drop top six
I'm a southern ass nigga
That could blow in the sky
Good weed, twenty threes
On that brand new ride
I'm a big money nigga
With a boat on the lake
M.I.A and A.T.L
We do it state to state
I'm a southern ass nigga drive fifty whips
Ten bikes customized everythin' we get
I'm a fly nigga money
And my jewels be glistenin'
Twenty fours on the Bentley
And we blues them bitches
Nigga, four on the whips southern cousin
Home in the hills southern cousin
Chromes and devils southern cousin
Home cooked meals southern cousin
When I'm a old school, shine up the wheels
Feet on the mink floors, how does it feel
Wood on the console, chrome on the grill
When you come down here you know what it is
Four on the whips southern cousin
Home in the hills southern cousin
Chromes and devils southern cousin
Home cooked meals southern cousin



Writer(s): Dwayne Carter, Andre Benjamin, Byron O. Thomas, Antwan Patton, Raymon Ameer Murray, Christopher Brian Bridges, Rico R. Wade, Bryan Williams, Patrick L. Brown, Rico R Wade


Big Tymers, Lil Wayne, Jazze Pha & Ludacris - Big Money Heavyweight: Screwed & Chopped
Album Big Money Heavyweight: Screwed & Chopped
date of release
10-02-2004



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