Mystikal - Southern Comfort (On & On) lyrics
[Mystikal - Southern Comfort On & On lyrics]
It goes on and on
Mystikal:
So that's how it's goin down, my nigga?
Big Mike: Yeah, it's happenin like that, loc
Mystikal: That nigga Big Mike
Big Mike: That nigga Mystikal
Mystikal: Layin it down for the 19nigga6
Big Mike: Playin with cake for the 19nigga7
Fo sho knawmean?
Big daddy style big Mike:
Now come and get a glimpse
Of this Uptown pimp
Who be havin a hard-on for
This championship like Shawn Kemp
I got these women ballin
Shrimp and crawfish by the Lake Front
Five gallons of D'Acquery
Grilled steaks and blunts
Now women, you can state what
You want and fellas
You can state what you need
But, I'm always gee'd keyed with
A bag of weed yes indeedy
I'm the player with the ball in hand
Got em ballin, man
Darling I know you understand
Now it ain't hard, nep
But you damn sure better watch your step
Platinum and gold
These hoes know my fuckin rep
Slept for a year, kickin it back
Takin it easy
Now I'm back with the skills and
The real flock to see me now be me, be me
Many a nigga tried to imitate this style
Couldn't do i, t had to go home and
Practise for a little while
Longer, stronger back in '97 and
'98 I'm droppin hit's
Partner, stay off my dick, now quit
Tryin to portray the type of
Nigga you can never be
(Shit, Big Mike the dopest nigga
You will ever see)
Get down for my crown, partner, what you say?
Big Mike and Mystikal
In December just like May
Mystikal:
Shit, I was born and raised in New Orleans
I grew up on second lining and gumbo
Red beans canal Street, river-boardin
Everybody?, now I be talkin
Pointin gats like they do in the movies
Every night nigga made the news
Wearin a polo shirt and Bally shoes
'Stik can remember when them
Niggas went for hard
They would climb up they bars
And so-called represent they Ward
When you get to the club
It's gon' be some shit-startin
And some shoulder-bumpin, steppin
On toes, bitch, i beg your pardon
If you're a buster, then you're bust-up
If you're a sucker, you're gettin sucked up
Tough luck stand up like a man and hold
Your own is the only motto cause all that
Gettin-fucked-all-over-shit played
Out with lotto
Fuckin erase and ease off the throttle
Before I bust you in your shit
With this King Cobra bottle
Make the bitch respect Michael Tyler
Lord know a nigga don't want to
But all you muthafuckas gotta
Not wantin the Gucci's
Tellin time through Movado
I don't sell no powder
But I'm stackin g's in my closet
Uptown niggas livin foul and
Westbank niggas gettin clicked out
Downtown niggas gettin violent
I'd probably be dead or locked down
If it wasn't for rappin
Cause where I'm from niggas ain't
Havin fun unless they scrappin
Goin to war brawlin
Bitch, don't get mad with me
That's how it is in New Orleans
Bitch it goes on it goes on right here
It goes right here in New Orleans
Mystikal:
So that's how it's goin down, my nigga?
Big Mike: Yeah, it's happenin like that, loc
Mystikal: That nigga Big Mike
Big Mike: That nigga Mystikal
Mystikal: Layin it down for the 19nigga6
Big Mike: Playin with cake for the 19nigga7
Fo sho knawmean?
Big daddy style big Mike:
Now come and get a glimpse
Of this Uptown pimp
Who be havin a hard-on for
This championship like Shawn Kemp
I got these women ballin
Shrimp and crawfish by the Lake Front
Five gallons of D'Acquery
Grilled steaks and blunts
Now women, you can state what
You want and fellas
You can state what you need
But, I'm always gee'd keyed with
A bag of weed yes indeedy
I'm the player with the ball in hand
Got em ballin, man
Darling I know you understand
Now it ain't hard, nep
But you damn sure better watch your step
Platinum and gold
These hoes know my fuckin rep
Slept for a year, kickin it back
Takin it easy
Now I'm back with the skills and
The real flock to see me now be me, be me
Many a nigga tried to imitate this style
Couldn't do i, t had to go home and
Practise for a little while
Longer, stronger back in '97 and
'98 I'm droppin hit's
Partner, stay off my dick, now quit
Tryin to portray the type of
Nigga you can never be
(Shit, Big Mike the dopest nigga
You will ever see)
Get down for my crown, partner, what you say?
Big Mike and Mystikal
In December just like May
Mystikal:
Shit, I was born and raised in New Orleans
I grew up on second lining and gumbo
Red beans canal Street, river-boardin
Everybody?, now I be talkin
Pointin gats like they do in the movies
Every night nigga made the news
Wearin a polo shirt and Bally shoes
'Stik can remember when them
Niggas went for hard
They would climb up they bars
And so-called represent they Ward
When you get to the club
It's gon' be some shit-startin
And some shoulder-bumpin, steppin
On toes, bitch, i beg your pardon
If you're a buster, then you're bust-up
If you're a sucker, you're gettin sucked up
Tough luck stand up like a man and hold
Your own is the only motto cause all that
Gettin-fucked-all-over-shit played
Out with lotto
Fuckin erase and ease off the throttle
Before I bust you in your shit
With this King Cobra bottle
Make the bitch respect Michael Tyler
Lord know a nigga don't want to
But all you muthafuckas gotta
Not wantin the Gucci's
Tellin time through Movado
I don't sell no powder
But I'm stackin g's in my closet
Uptown niggas livin foul and
Westbank niggas gettin clicked out
Downtown niggas gettin violent
I'd probably be dead or locked down
If it wasn't for rappin
Cause where I'm from niggas ain't
Havin fun unless they scrappin
Goin to war brawlin
Bitch, don't get mad with me
That's how it is in New Orleans
Bitch it goes on it goes on right here
It goes right here in New Orleans