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Dirty South 3RD Coast

I asked the question, where ya bounce?

My mami was lazy peepin on the new big tymer, cruizin' thru town

She said he was crunk, like out of this world

They were just poppin' the trunk and keeping it real

My boys were sketchin' and should've just chopped it up

My favourite souljas, now goin' to Angola for a 187 on the third coast



You think she's all that

But ya girlfriends so stupid

Da first time she used a vibrator

She cracked her two front teeth



The third coast is where people get crunked up, be grilled out and ride on slabs

Down in Texas where they wear those big belt buckles and jam to screw

Shit, those cowboys just pop and splash everywhere, over the hood

That's what ya don't know, 'bout da dirty south 3rd coast



They have some crazy ass parties

Drive some fine bitches and cars with gold grillz

as well as sporting huge silly ass rims

backwash swamps and even some gators



I get my corner boys to sell da home-made ice cream

I'll make sure they don't come anywhere near your cut

I also sell on eBay, a little one kilo of high flyin' kite

I've also tried to sell the sweets on corners of my streets

But the boys try the shit before they sell and get so really cromp

I can't have em leanin', ya all know what I be meanin'



You think she's all that

But ya girlfriends so stupid

Da first time she used a vibrator

She cracked her two front teeth



After the show we caught the dude that slapped my sista and made her face hot

But before we wrecked him, we visited the famous White Castle burger spot

Where we ate those famous but small burgers that only cost 35c, cheaper than pot

The popo said, is you trazy, we just smiled and kept on eatin' the lot

The cops tried to grab us, but they didn't have nathan on us. What ya got?



They have some crazy ass parties

Drive some fine bitches and cars with gold grillz

as well as sporting huge silly ass rims

backwash swamps and even some gators



Ya gotta love southern hospitality

Depending on where you go in the south

It could be a, "Hi, let me get that for you dear"

To, "If you don't stop staring at me I'm gonna shoot you in the face"



So I know the ledge and have got an edge

Over all the other big tymers down in the third coast.
Written by Fetchitnow
Published | Edited 31st Dec 2018
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