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Had to take the trip down south with it
Skeletons come alive
Skeletons come alive
Had to take the trip down south with it
Down south
But you're dead

From the South [Assholes Remix]

Trae

Later Dayz

2006

for the take down
And show 'em how it go ain't no more touchin the Grey Hound
We shine for the south get with it or lay down

[Chorus: x4]

I'm

with my skin
Blue bands in my hands
Now I'm flexin' on my mans
I done made it out the block
Now I'm flexin' on my friends
I don't want no revenge
I just

Lock the door give myself just a minute
Can't figure out what the fuck I've been feeling
Dirty South walk by criminal seedlings
I'm on route always

drinkin' my wock while I mix it with henny
I'm countin' these thots yeah I'm counting this many
Im gettin my guap while u counting ur pennys
Im gonna pop

Yeah, couple a bands
Had to make enemies out of my friends
Had to look way back all the way back to the back
Was down but never again
Now I'm a star I do

Niggas really bitches and they hoes
They love to run they mouth
I be over north with the bros
The hoes from over south
I like getting dough
I got

Hunnit bands
Hunnit sticks
Hunnit bands
Hunnit sticks
Ballin hard with no assist
I'm with the mob hittin licks
Hunnit bands
Hunnit sticks

I got

the sack up, get the bag up
Back up, coming from the south
We down to bounce
(Uhh) Yeah, We down to pounce
(Yeah)
Riding with the stick, I'm in the phantom

your thot, cause she giving birth
To my babies, no I'm not claiming
But never plan b'ing, stuck with plan a and
Winning with the team and, fueled by

tempo
Huckleberry Finn, Magoo the South Pimple
Caught up in my lingo, be not girl, I'm Bingo
Help I see a Beatle, cool out that's only Ringo
Missy sang

'em meet me outside
We're throwing the hands
My pockets parade, I stay with them bands
My wolves stay hungry like Duran Duran
Air Force one I'm too fly

focused and fill up the safe
Can't go big on big
Hit a lil' nigga with a big old Fin
Oh, you not not on my kin
I'm poppin' that shit and I'm settin'

bands that i touch
Pineapple fanta my cup
Niggas so mad that I'm up
They never handed me nun
Walk in this bitch with a hand on my gun
Taking my shit cause

reports world news as
They report about me, we're in trouble

Are you saying that

No, wait, let me finish have you thought of
The chance I'm taking by

Hopping off a jet just to make it to the trap
Poppin out my Benz with my hand on my strap
Made bout 20 in a month just by how I rap
Before you talk

Aye gang gang
Aye gang gang bitch
Yea yea yea
Bounce out hop out with that Glock and make him fold
Woah woah bitch bitch aye aye aye

Down south baby

you on
She like, oh nothing
I’m tryna fuck (Boy pull up)
Who you with (My best friend)
I’m by myself (Okay come on)
At this point they both fucking
Pop

a doubt
Who we be? Baby South Bound
You better back up I'm going in
I'm taking it all, I'm here to win
As I'm living in sin with the whitest of skin
That's

spin around let me see what its about, uh
In between the lines like I'm filling in the grout, uh
Put my dick in her mouth, and my nut down the south

these digits (Run it up)
Really gotta stack a milli'
Only the real can relate, gotta feel me (Huh)
You niggas can't fuck with me (Nope)
I'm ballin' out in

Bitch better we warned 
Patfaded going hard, this is Ebony porn 
They gon' probably know my name by the end of this joint
Drop jaws like I'm Forbes 
Man

dumb
Dollars swelling like a plum
I'm a man with a plan
Hit the can inside my van
Counting up my racks
Hit a vape
I got a cig inside my bag
Split a band

never change up
I’m still riding round town 
With a shorty that’s fly
I’m Tryna get high tonight 
You know what’s up 
South beach club
Meet me at 11ven