This is a song about "A south going groove"

A fucking love dirty south gold grill in my mouth

To read for seven pounds, you must release several pounds

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

Maybe life would be a lot better if i lived down south,

It landed in my left hand while he started going south

Your bitch suck a dick while another nigga pounds

When i’m in the groove, i can really freak a tune

Figure i would make the nba and make me a fortune

While y’all foreplay i punt that, four downs

A fucking love dirty south gold grill in my mouth

So grab ya friends and let's take ya back to my house

Outkast, andre and big boi gave a name to the south,

Cough up a lung where i'm from, the south son,

Lord knows that four door fit eight women

Just a new niggah tryna get the groove of things

The dilemma is, you think i got no conscience