Pitbull, Plies, Duece Poppi - Down South lyrics
[Pitbull, Plies, Duece Poppi - Down South lyrics]
When you're from down south, boy
Down south, boy
Way, way, way deep down south, boy
When you're from down south, boy
Down south, boy
Way, way, way deep down south, boy
When you're from down south, boy
Down south, boy
Way, way, way deep down south, boy
When you're from down south, boy
Down south, boy
Way, way, way deep down south, boy
Look way, way, way deep south, boy
Hoes, clothes, and bankrolls what we 'bout
Boy i'm from the home of the
Chrome and the chopper triggers
Even them alphabet boys can't stop a nigga
I pimp tight with that hoe off in the wind
Boy
I gets loose like I'm fresh up out that pen
Boy the last of a dying breed like 'Pac said
I got bread, got something that'll cock it
My ambitions as a rider by Slip-n-Slide, uh
All them killers down south know I'm on fire
28's chrome, fuck a hundred, smoke
I know you pimp tight, pimpin'
But I pimp tighter
Getting bread, got it made like Special Ed
Them hollow tips at your head, bitch
I bet you dead
24's on the Wagon, that's that G Benz
Two 44's looking like Siamese twins
When you're from down south, boy
Down south, boy
Way, way, way deep down south, boy
When you're from down south, boy
Down south, boy
Way, way, way deep down south, boy
When you're from down south, boy
Down south, boy
Way, way, way deep down south, boy
When you're from down south, boy
Down south, boy
Way, way, way deep down south, boy
See, I'ma get this money
Rich everywhere and however it goes
And let me tell you something
If you owe me money
Might as well owe the double yo so see
JAY-Z and JD might have told
You money ain't a thing
But that means money's everything and
For that money y'all make
Them choppers sing
I'll make them coppers bring
That yellow tape 'cause the whole thing
Can turn into a homicide scene if
You fuck with the cream, mane
And I know Trick and I know his click
But I let you slip, I let you slide
But I hope you motherfuckers don't
Think I'ma let you die
Surprise, Pitbull get the last laugh
And whoever laughs last laughs the hardest
Whether now or later
Y'all gonna pay me back regardless
And y'all can take THAT to the bank
Motherfuckers
When you're from down south, boy
Down south, boy
Way, way, way deep down south, boy
When you're from down south, boy
Down south, boy
Way, way, way deep down south, boy
When you're from down south, boy
Down south, boy
Way, way, way deep down south, boy
When you're from down south, boy
Down south, boy
Way, way, way deep down south, boy
Nigga, I'm from down here
Where everything fucked up
And every other month
The dope prices going up
And either you thugging down here
Or you in the church 'Cause how I'm living
Ain't nothing like you see on BET
These crackers found five dead
In the last week so if you a pussy nigga
You better get the fuck out these streets
These young niggas 16 and 17 going Fed
These crackers hitting these young
Niggas with 20-year bids
How the fuck you get indicted? You
Never had a quarter brick but down here
That's how these pussy crackers play shit
And where I'm from
We respect Chevys more than we do Bentleys
'Cause a motherfucking Bentley can't
Fit them 26's
And that money come a little faster
Out here in the south
We got the corner, nigga
And got our own dope house
And you can find me with a
White tee with my pants dropped
With four at the bottom, pussy nigga
And four at the top
When you're from down south, boy
Down south, boy
Way, way, way deep down south, boy
When you're from down south, boy
Down south, boy
Way, way, way deep down south, boy
When you're from down south, boy
Down south, boy
Way, way, way deep down south, boy
When you're from down south, boy
Down south, boy
Way, way, way deep down south, boy
Down south, boy
Way, way, way deep down south, boy
When you're from down south, boy
Down south, boy
Way, way, way deep down south, boy
When you're from down south, boy
Down south, boy
Way, way, way deep down south, boy
When you're from down south, boy
Down south, boy
Way, way, way deep down south, boy
Look way, way, way deep south, boy
Hoes, clothes, and bankrolls what we 'bout
Boy i'm from the home of the
Chrome and the chopper triggers
Even them alphabet boys can't stop a nigga
I pimp tight with that hoe off in the wind
Boy
I gets loose like I'm fresh up out that pen
Boy the last of a dying breed like 'Pac said
I got bread, got something that'll cock it
My ambitions as a rider by Slip-n-Slide, uh
All them killers down south know I'm on fire
28's chrome, fuck a hundred, smoke
I know you pimp tight, pimpin'
But I pimp tighter
Getting bread, got it made like Special Ed
Them hollow tips at your head, bitch
I bet you dead
24's on the Wagon, that's that G Benz
Two 44's looking like Siamese twins
When you're from down south, boy
Down south, boy
Way, way, way deep down south, boy
When you're from down south, boy
Down south, boy
Way, way, way deep down south, boy
When you're from down south, boy
Down south, boy
Way, way, way deep down south, boy
When you're from down south, boy
Down south, boy
Way, way, way deep down south, boy
See, I'ma get this money
Rich everywhere and however it goes
And let me tell you something
If you owe me money
Might as well owe the double yo so see
JAY-Z and JD might have told
You money ain't a thing
But that means money's everything and
For that money y'all make
Them choppers sing
I'll make them coppers bring
That yellow tape 'cause the whole thing
Can turn into a homicide scene if
You fuck with the cream, mane
And I know Trick and I know his click
But I let you slip, I let you slide
But I hope you motherfuckers don't
Think I'ma let you die
Surprise, Pitbull get the last laugh
And whoever laughs last laughs the hardest
Whether now or later
Y'all gonna pay me back regardless
And y'all can take THAT to the bank
Motherfuckers
When you're from down south, boy
Down south, boy
Way, way, way deep down south, boy
When you're from down south, boy
Down south, boy
Way, way, way deep down south, boy
When you're from down south, boy
Down south, boy
Way, way, way deep down south, boy
When you're from down south, boy
Down south, boy
Way, way, way deep down south, boy
Nigga, I'm from down here
Where everything fucked up
And every other month
The dope prices going up
And either you thugging down here
Or you in the church 'Cause how I'm living
Ain't nothing like you see on BET
These crackers found five dead
In the last week so if you a pussy nigga
You better get the fuck out these streets
These young niggas 16 and 17 going Fed
These crackers hitting these young
Niggas with 20-year bids
How the fuck you get indicted? You
Never had a quarter brick but down here
That's how these pussy crackers play shit
And where I'm from
We respect Chevys more than we do Bentleys
'Cause a motherfucking Bentley can't
Fit them 26's
And that money come a little faster
Out here in the south
We got the corner, nigga
And got our own dope house
And you can find me with a
White tee with my pants dropped
With four at the bottom, pussy nigga
And four at the top
When you're from down south, boy
Down south, boy
Way, way, way deep down south, boy
When you're from down south, boy
Down south, boy
Way, way, way deep down south, boy
When you're from down south, boy
Down south, boy
Way, way, way deep down south, boy
When you're from down south, boy
Down south, boy
Way, way, way deep down south, boy