Текст песни Bring the Heat - BIG PO

Bayou baby grew up on that swamp water
Ate with the alligators Louisiana mud crawler
Papa was a rebel sippin whiskey for the pain
That′s probably while I'm blowing on the trees like a hurricane
Down the road from Willie, pickup truck and a single wide
I may have fell short but I know that my mama tried
Almost lost my life had to learn to walk again
You can′t tell me that this rapping wasn't never heaven sent
Handy with a fishing pole good at working wood
If you're thinking that I can′t, boy I bet I Could
Hard headed, boy, I don′t fall off the tree
But I'll disappear if I see it ain′t for me

I seen more hard times than a man should ever see
Sometimes you gotta live it before you will believe
I pray every night when I fall down on these knees
Wake up, be kind, kick ass, and repeat

Louisiana hot sauce Tony's in my baby bottle
Swimming with the snakes, cut my teeth in a hog Walker
Hotter than a crawfish belly like a dog tick
West monroe ball, shit yeah boy that raw shit
Me oh my a creole pie used to push a green Chevy with a 305
You can add a little spice that′ll be ahite boy it's
Voodoo country don′t get lost when it's night
Yea Polar bear Pete fresher than a filet
Le say bon ton ru lay on top like a Tupay
Say you hard touche bring the beef like two steaks
My people keep it thick hard to push just like toothpaste

Yea I was born in Louisiana I was bayou made
Catching them catfish then cleaned em up out in the shade
Yea Its Hotter than the devil but we still get by
Hit that watermelon patch till we hit that rine
Sipping Ice cold beer until that sun goes down
Or we build a little fire then we hit that crown
Talking Purple hull peas homemade cornbread
Fried green tomatoes before we hit that bed
I been all over the world just a singing these songs
But the bayou is where I find my home
Yea Life gets hard but I was raised for the struggle
Put my faith in the man head up when I hustle