So grab ya friends and let's take ya back to my house
It landed in my left hand while he started going south
Basic hoes? toss em out, can’t even get waffle house
I came from the dirty south(that dirty south),
Took her to the club bought her three more bottles
Pimp south, yup, “it takes a nation” of sluts
Make that so called career you got head down south
Hundred racks of hundreds in the stash house
I can tell you that this tape
I'm on the british south east coast mate
I break in, cut your throat and then head south
I'm on a thousand islands like mcdonald's cows
Counting all my chains and to show that i'm calling south
And the blouses of these bitches always end up in my house
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