Keep It Southern

Stop, (stop... Echo)

Look but don't touch it,

If ya rub up against it,

I hope that you don't scuff it now,

I keep a sack of that sticky icky

A chrome nine millie wit me

A guy to watch my back

Incase somebody try to 50 cent me

You either represent me

Or your up against me

Where I'm from

They let loose until the clips is empty

Tennessee, I'm from that volunteer state

Where when people get to drinkin'

The violence just escalate

We got young ass boys, drivin' escalades

We whippin' caprice's the color of lemonade

So much pearl, that them bitches look laminated

Pass by your girl, the bitches look captivated

Roll my eyes, at the broads and accelerated

I got indicted

And these haters 'round here celebrated

Show me a hole in the wall and a microphone

We get 'em riled up, in here things get thrown

Ornery, thats the way we roll

Rock northern california, the same as home

Now come on

Pumpin' is nothin' they scufflin'

Pushin' and shovin' they love it

When we get it crunk in this mothafucka

(We keep it southern)

Pull up in front and we bumpin'

Pumpin' the brakes and we stuntin'

Tryin' to get into something

(We keep it southern now)

Pumpin' is nothin' they scufflin'

Pushin' and shovin' they love it

When we get it crunk in this mothafucka

(We keep it southern)

Pull up in front and we bumpin'

Pumpin' the brakes and we stuntin'

Tryin' to get into something

(We keep it southern boy)

Big booty white broads, who she in the h-2?

Comin' through the drive thru

Sittin' on them (ohh uhhoo's)

Hippie starch, timberlands with the matching jacket

I got that automatic, hate to have to cap a faggot

Blowin' big,

I'm on the scene spendin' massive cabbage

Catch me in traffic and transit

'Cause I be mashin' damn it

Imagine your hustle, amplified by twenty times

No time to sleep, it's a continuous grind

An in the street grindin'

Like a motherfuckin' pepper shaker

Rollin' like a 18 wheeler (breaker, breaker)

I eat fader faker, like waltor payton leave 'em shook

Got the law tryna hit me with the book

We roll up, like cigarillos, six figure fellows

Bitches be like hello, haters be like hell no

Southern girls keep it shakin' like some jello

Get off in the mix

And your subject will catch an elbow

Pumpin' is nothin' they scufflin'

Pushin' and shovin' they love it

When we get it crunk in this mothafucka

(We keep it southern)

Pull up in front and we bumpin'

Pumpin' the brakes and we stuntin'

Tryin' to get into something

(We keep it southern now)

Pumpin' is nothin' they scufflin'

Pushin' and shovin' they love it

When we get it crunk in this mothafucka

(We keep it southern)

Pull up in front and we bumpin'

Pumpin' the brakes and we stuntin'

Tryin' to get into something

(We keep it southern boy)

Down south money getters

All go no stop

Broads treat my pocket

Like the center of a blow pop

We don't smoke sacks

Naw boy we blow crops

Hit the mute button boy

(Siren)

Don't you see those damn cops?

Heads bobbin' up and down

Gone on that stupid juice

Lookin' for a reason we can act a fool, sup fool?

Fuck you, duck dude he's got a gun

Try not to fall

You get stomped when everybody run

I holla hey lil mama you the right height right width

Is that your girlfriend I'm into that bi shit

I've been addicted since the first time I tried it

The sight of them tongues touchin' gets me excited

Stack mack baby, aint a glitch in my game

Vaginas begin to glisten when you mention my name

And I don't drink champagne, but I'll buy some

And bust a bottle on a bitch if he try somethin'

Tell that boy! Now...

Stop, (stop... Echo)

Look but don't touch it

If ya rub up against it

I hope that you don't scuff it now

(Stop, stop, stop, stop)

Pumpin' is nothin' they scufflin'

Pushin' and shovin' they love it

When we get it crunk in this mothafucka

(We keep it southern)

Pull up in front and we bumpin'

Pumpin the brakes and we stuntin'

Tryin' to get into something

(We keep it southern now)

Pumpin' is nothin' they scufflin'

Pushin' and shovin' they love it

When we get it crunk in this mothafucka

(We keep it southern)

Pull up in front and we bumpin'

Pumpin' the brakes and we stuntin'

Tryin' to get into something

(We keep it southern boy)