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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.
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.
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