Down South Songtext
von Big Tymers

Yeah
Scene so thick
Talkin′ 'bout OutKast, Organized, Rap-A-Lot
Nothin′ but that UGK
All the players, all the hustlers
8Ball, MJG, Goodie Mob
Y'all know what it is

See, I'm a Southern ass nigga with some Southern ass hoes
A hundred thousand cash gets the Southern ass flow
I′m rich, bitch, no more runnin′ 'round cold
Or shootin′ up windows and gunnin' down doors
Oh, yeah I think the suckers now know
That the Hummer got dropped, keep it on the down low
I′m cruisin' up highways, stuntin′ down roads
I'll open up shop, then I'm shuttin′ down shows


Luda cash checks that′ll break the bank
Then I'm in the old school like Frank the Tank
You can′t beat me, join me, peeps they bore me
But all these Southern asses, they keep me horny
Ooh, Big Tymers in the private jet
Got the head of Universal to sign the check
Meanwhile, Ludacris is out arrangin' Rovers
Every coast watch out ′cause the South takin' over (let′s talk about it)

Caddy de Villes, wood steering wheels
Got that chromed out lady on top of the grill
With your foot in the gas, nigga whippin' out cash
Just blowin' the grass (That′s Southern, cousin)
Caddy de Villes, wood steering wheels
Got that chromed out lady on top of the grill
With your foot in the gas, nigga whippin′ out cash
Just blowin' the grass (ya thought it wasn′t? Ay)

Weezy the God, bow down, give praises (okay)
I'm easy involved with the drugs in my matrix (okay)
Just keepin′ it calm, kickin' dust from my laces (okay)
I′m puckin' a Dre in the Escalade basic (okay)
Don't you fuckin′ play ′cause I escapade faces (okay)
Buck 50 your grill quickly, I'm real shifty (okay)
Come get me, I′ll be waitin', the steel with me (okay)
Show appreciation for those who still with me (damn)


Throw a heap of gravy at those who still envy (yeah)
′Cause Weezy F Baby all gravy, gotta feel me (oh)
Hah-ha, feel me (yeah), little Weezy gat go blakah
Feel heat, feel sleepy, here's your mattress (oh)
Chill, I′m still street deep, I got access (deer)
Young'un play hard with no practice (deer)
Feelin' me is like huggin′ a cactus (deer)
But if you know pain, you take it, love it and patch it, south side

Caddy de Villes, wood steering wheels
Got that chromed out lady on top of the grill
With your foot in the gas, nigga whippin′ out cash
Just blowin' the grass (that′s Southern, cousin)
Caddy de Villes, wood steering wheels
Got that chromed out lady on top of the grill
With your foot in the gas, nigga whippin' out cash
Just blowin′ the grass (ya thought it wasn't?)

Got Southern tight jeans, Southern tight shirt
When I drink a lot of beer, give a Southern ass burp
Got a Southern ass crib, Southern ass car
Down where I′m from, I'm a Southern ass star
Got a Southern ass chain with a Southern ass brain
Where I talk a lot of shit with a Southern ass slang
On any Southern beat, got a bunch of Southern freaks
Buck naked outside, neighbors callin' police

Got a little Southern boy with a little Southern bike
Got a little Southern girlfriend that he′d like
Got a Southern ass truck with a Southern ass dog
Got a big bass system knockin′ pictures off the wall
Got a big Southern party, drivin' big 740
Me and Jazze Pha cuttin′ on some Southern shorties
I'ma be Southern ′til the day I go (oh)
From my head to my belly to my knees to my toes

I'm a Southern ass nigga that done grew up hard
Uptown, Third Ward, nigga, blow up a ′gar
I'm the Southern ass nigga with the golds in my mouth
New cars, new rims with the work in the drought
I'm a fool, I′m the dude, Mannie Fresh the shit
Two ghetto ass niggas know how to flip a brick
Well, I′m Stunna, homeboy, and I'm filthy rich
Super fly, get money in the drop top six

I′m a Southern ass nigga that could blow in the sky
Good weed, 23s on that brand new ride
I'm a big money nigga with a boat on a lake
MIA and ATL, we do it state to state
I′m a Southern ass nigga, drive 50 whips
Ten bikes, customize everything we get
I'm a fly nigga, money and my jewels be glistenin′
24s on the Bentley and we blues them bitches, nigga

Chrome on the wheels (Southern cousin)
Home in the hills (Southern cousin)
Broughams and de Villes (Southern cousin)
Home-cooked meals (Southern cousin, whoo)
Pull out my old school, shine up the wheels
Feet on the mink floors, how does it feel (whoo)
Wood on the console, chrome on the grill
When you come down here, you know what it is (whoo)

Chrome on the wheels (Southern cousin)
Home in the hills (Southern cousin)
Broughams and de Villes (Southern cousin)
Home-cooked meals (Southern cousin)