Welcome to the dirty south,we don't have 40's it's a 30 ounce
That doesn't make sense like nigga kids wearing cap and gowns
Cause my thing something vicious
Cause i have got "s" plus what a dog's tail does
Succeed indeed im thief in the streets, when im with a bitch its like a fatty
That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see
Past all these glass jaws and assholes that claim
Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!
And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,
Body holy water blessed, i'm feeling the stress
Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong
Life's riding on mayo, fatty kid you stay on,
Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.
And on skype bet you say "le where my flight at?", if i decline
Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress
Im just a young buck trapped in the mind of a man in his mid 80's
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