Yessir

[talking]

This your boy T2 and Big Moe

Holding it down for that Dirty Dirty

[Big Moe]

Now I'm the Moe-da, the R-ola

Yes sir I done told ya, Casanova none thoeder

Stick blower drank po'er, wrecking the cot sober

Lately, yes sir I done heard about ya hating me

Cause the cho-cho's been stacking so, greatly

But the po-po will sho' try to, take me

But the Lord he so quick to pro, make me

Yes sir my life can get, crazy

But I'ma keep my head up, won't let it fade me yes sir

[Hook - x2]

Now do the Dirty hold it down, (yes sir)

Candy slab ass dragging on the ground, (yes sir)

The dirty South know what I'm tal'n bout, (yes sir)

I'm bout to make the world feel me now, (yes sir)

[Big Moe]

(Big Moe do you believe in God), yes sir I do

If you knew what was good for, you would too

How else could I of made it thru the tribe, the shit is wild

Now that I believe, and I know how

And I promise, that if and when I get caught up

It's fine, that I'm gonna be

Ready, see I know I can make a difference in this world

If you just, let me

I'm so thankful for the day, that you came along

And you just, helped me

And I'm so greatful for the years, that you kept me here

Alive, well and healthy

So while I'm here I'ma ball, customized screens and all

[Hook - x2]

[T2]

Now I'm the one behind the, yes sir

T2 and Big Moe, from the City of Syrup

H-Town hold it down, yeah we playa made

Living lavage kicked back, leaning in the shade

Shortstop and Wreckshop, that's a combo

Mixing the colas, in the back is the gumbo

Yeah it's tasty, (mmm) you want some well go get it

That's a concussion for your mind, the first time ya hear it

We screwed up that's slow-mo, Benz Coupe or fo' do'

Thinking talking down on the South is good, that's a no-no

Fa sho tho' boy, you better get your mind right

Expedition outside, and my rims shine bright

[Big Moe]

Coming down, candy paint up on my ride

That's how we do it, on the Southside

It's the T2, and that boy Big Moe

And you know, playas like us we get chose

[T2]

Yeah I'm the baby hustler yeah, I'm the tri-muscle

Yeah I'm grinding on the streets, making my own hustle

I got you loving that, haters got you mugging that

You bring ya girlfriend around me, and she hugging that

[Hook - x2]