Lyrics:
all goes south, it was a lot of fun
If it all goes south, that was a lot of fun
When it's short-lived by a little bit
It's a shame, isn't it?
Leaving
cold,
With that south coast weather that's so-so bold
Y'all see the wrist, it's so damn cold,
It's from the south, cause we barely get snow
You can
A tell me what's your name?
MC Mystikal
What's your alias?
I'm the Prince of the South
What's your thing?
I ain't playin' with your bitch ass
So boy
We can shoot up by the town
Have you ever been to Texas?
South By Southwest
Where we can smoke a zip like we can't get arrested
Where they might
First they be hangin out
Next thing I know I’m out
Yeah they wan run my route
But that shit it always go south
Really though I’m in a different city
leave town
That sounded better in my head
Mama, oh mama
My day's really gone south
I keep on putting
My foot into my mouth
I don't know why I have to say
a dirty mouth
She from the dirty south
Im tryna link up with her
Yeah, figure shawty out
Throw them bills in the air
cnd let her do her thing
Might take her
side, Central, alright)
I said it's Jersey, you heard me
(North side, South side, Central, alright)
Better not be riding dirty when residing in New
You say the wrong thing, they'll lock your ass up quick
The FCC says "Profanity - No Airplay"?
They can suck my dick while I take a shit all day
I don't think it's fair that you got better looking since things went south
God I hope the feelings mutual, oh don't worry I'm not gonna call you out
the bottom
I beat a niggas ass, if I didn't, I shot him
Never gave a fuck about his family cryin'
Bottom line, better his than mine
You come around me
the bottom
I beat a niggas ass, if I didn't, I shot him
Never gave a fuck about his family cryin'
Bottom line, better his than mine
You come around me
I'm Big, I'm Bad
I'm doin' Dis N Dat
We're Big, We're Bad
We're doin' Dis N Dat
LP Big, LP Bad
LP doin' Dis N Dat
South-West Big, South-West Bad
Getting lit in my zone
Rolling on chrome
Tell these bicthes leave me lone
You could tell just by my tone
That the southern tip my home
Deep south deep
believe in vigilante justice y'all
Don't respect the flag by standing tall
Well, y'all just better learn our ways
Or go on back to where ya came from now
better
Than heading down south for a week or two
Warm up the wagon, fill up my flagon and cruise
Heading for the sun, gonna make a run
Gonna break out,
listen people, artists, bands
Before you get close with those brands
Before you think it's cool to go
Record free at converse studio
Before south by
down south
You is not that guy, don't try what I do, if you ain't got Ms better watch yo mouth
Burry my kin, these scars won't fade, I see their ghosts
blew up, she blew by
And I ain't seen her since it all went south
She don't call, she don't swing by
She don't even know if I'm dead or alive
We
You say the wrong thing, they'll lock your ass up quick
The FCC says "Profanity - No Airplay"?
They can suck my dick while I take a shit all day
Sooner boy is Bama bound
Fresh start, I like that sound
Boomer Sooner, I'll always be
Rep the O cause it's blessing me
But it's on to better things
A-T-L,
You ain't got enough stamps in your passport to fuck with young H-O
International
Show young boys how to do this thing
The maturation of Jay-Z,
You ain't got enough stamps in your passport to fuck with young H-O
International
Show young boys how to do this thing
The maturation of Jay-Z,
You know what west coasts niggas is gon' tell me?
This is too west coast.
Doing my own thing
And if you got a problem with that
Then the Nina go
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