Ludacris, Pharrell Williams - Southern Hospitality lyrics

We drop bows on 'em, bows on 'em, when we
We drop bows on 'em, bows on 'em, when we
(throw dem 'bows)
We drop bows on 'em, bows on 'em, when we
We drop bows on 'em, bows on 'em, when we
(throw dem 'bows)

Cadillac grills, Cadillac mills
Check out the oil my Cadillac spills
Matter of fact, candy paint Cadillacs kill
So check out the hoes my Cadillac fills
20-inch wide, 20-inches high
Ho, don't you like my 20-inch ride?
20-inch thighs make 20-inch eyes
Hoping for American 20-inch pies
Pretty-ass clothes, pretty-ass toes
Oh, how I love these pretty-ass hoes
Pretty-ass, high-class, anything goes
Catch 'em in the club
Throwing pretty-ass bows
Long john drawers, long john stalls


Any stank puss make my long john pause
Women on their cell making long john calls
And if they like to juggle
Get long john's balls

All my players in the house
That can buy the bar
And the ballin'-ass niggas with
The candy cars if you a pimp and you know
You don't love them hoes
When you get on the floor, nigga
Throw dem bows
All my women in the house if you chasing cash
And you got some big titties
With a matching ass
With your fly-ass boots or your open-toes
When you get on the floor, nigga
Throw dem 'bows

Dirty South mind blowing Dirty South bread
Catfish fried up, Dirty South fed
Sleep in a cot'-picking Dirty South bed
Dirty South gurrls give me Dirty South head
Hand-me down flip-flops, hand-me down socks
Hand-me down drug dealers hand me down rocks
Hand me down a 50 pack Swisher Sweets box
And goodfella rich niggas hand me down stocks
Mouth full of platinum, mouth full of gold
40-Glock cal' keep your mouth on hold
Lie through your teeth
You could find your mouth cold
And rip out your tongue cause
Of what your mouth told
Sweat for the lemonade, sweat for the tea
Sweat from the hot sauce, sweat from the D
And you can sweat from a
Burn in the 3rd degree
And if you sweat in your sleep
Then you sweat from me

All my players in the house
That can buy the bar
And the ballin'-ass niggas with
The candy cars if you a pimp and you know
You don't love them hoes
When you get on the floor, nigga
Throw dem bows
All my women in the house if you chasing cash
And you got some big titties
With a matching ass
With your fly-ass boots or your open-toes
When you get on the floor, nigga
Throw dem 'bows

Hit by stars, hit by cars
Drunk off the liquor getting hit by bars
Keep your girl close cause she's a hit
By far hit by the Neptunes, hit by guitars
Afro picks, Afro chicks
I let my "Soul Glow" from my Afro dick
Rabbit out the hat, pulling Afro tricks
Afro-American, Afro thick
Overall country, overall jeans
Overall Georgia, we overall clean
"Southern Hospitality" or "overall mean"
Overall triple, overall beams
Thugged-out niggas wear thugged-out chains
Thugged-out blocks playing thugged-out games
All black, tinted up thugged-out Range
DTP stay doing thugged out thangs

All my players in the house
That can buy the bar
And the ballin'-ass niggas with
The candy cars if you a pimp and you know
You don't love them hoes
When you get on the floor
Nigga throw dem bows
All my women in the house if you chasing cash
And you got some big titties
With a matching ass
With your fly-ass boots or your open-toes
When you get on the floor, nigga
Throw dem 'bows all my players in the house
That can buy the bar
And the ballin'-ass niggas with
The candy cars if you a pimp and you know
You don't love them hoes
When you get on the floor, nigga
Throw dem bows
All my women in the house if you chasing cash
And you got some big titties
With a matching ass
With your fly-ass boots or your open-toes
When you get on the floor
Nigga throw dem 'bows nigga, throw dem 'bows
Nigga, throw dem 'bows
Nigga, throw dem 'bows
Nigga, throw dem 'bows