Champagne, foreign names in my pool
The old boys' club in an all-boys school
New orleans southern baptists, gutter trash whites,
Niggas in jerusalem, waitin for signs
Cuz if i like what i see ill pick my choice
The dirty south boys,i just thank god i made it out boys,
Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense
Take a walk of fate, stroll down southern streets (x2)
Cuz damn that boys mighty fine
Until the end if time
Us bitches are learning to run these boys
No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints
Simply out of this world by choice
You can't forget run d.m.c., the beastie boys,
Just show them boys whos boss
Bitch got all them booty shots
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