Lyrics:
GOING SOUTH
I’m about an hour from the Mason Dixon line
Every mile gets a little warmer without her by my side
That Pennsylvania girl
Invited me
Blast Off
Hold up wait wait wait
Blast off
Take off
Blow it up
Yeah baby
Deep south boom bap by DJ Green
Let's go crazy
Blast off
Take off
Blow it
the dirty south
In the rec room
When the rains came
She opened her arms to you
You tried to love her, well,
You only ended up in jail
The dirty south
foes from the Field, deep down in the South
Smokin' t-shirts an' jeans, watch we go here an' by
Say dirty South, dirty South
Say dirty South, dirty South
here an' by
Say dirty South, dirty South
Say dirty South, dirty South
To my thugs from the Field, deep down in the South
Real big guns an' barred
When they opened up the strip
I was young and full of zip
I wanted someplace to call my home
And so I made the race
And I staked me out a place
When they opened up the strip I was young and full of zip,
I wanted some place to call my own.
And so I made the race, and staked me out a place,
South of the border and busted
Caught by a woman I trusted
Now, don't you call me a fool
It could have happened to you
It's just my luck
It had
of the song, supplied by cody gillespie-lynch
On a south pacific ocean, on a south pacific shore,
A legend was written on the sand,
For a man of peace was
wanna know, every God damned thang about us country folks
Collard green dreams, eat it up, 'cause we got some more
Put some dirty South, real deep until
I'm about an hour from the Mason Dixon line
Every mile gets a little warmer without her by my side
That Pennsylvania girl
Invited me into her world
teeth
And them south boys on the streets with much heat
Put it up now for the dirty south
Southern fried now all up in your mouth
It's that hip hop
vacation, then I take you on a trip
I got a place that I can take you to
South Beach, Cancun, ooh
Won't you come up out them Jimmy Choos? Ooh
I got
who has to give it up
Know it in your heart, that it?s wrong
They've had enough
You gotta free all the people in South Africa
Make life worth living in
him that I was just traumatized
Grew up in South Africa during apartheid
Racial segregation, we suffered from hard times
Family was piss-poor in
cudi but i feel like the weekend
Not a star boy but im blinded by the lights
North south east west dont exist tonight
Its up
Up up and away
We're blowing
So my name is Kid Fonque
I run a record label here in South Africa
Called Stay True Sounds
I've opened up a sister label Called STY TRU BTS
And I get
wearing Truey's
I wear KD35's
East side
South side
You know where we at
North side They Gon hear me out up in the west
East side
South side
You know
happened
The music ain't the same
We opened up your brains and we blow back through the veins
And The facts still remains we gave away the game
Our
bitch, nah'm sayin?
Fuck nigga, shit man, ol' punk ass kids, gon' throw me out the club nigga
That don't mean nuthin' nigga, I'm gon' fuck this nigga up
up, throw 'em up)
What? What? What? What? (Get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up)
I'm a down south nigga so fuck y'all niggaz
I'm a west coast nigga
It get warm like south west florida
Warm like south west florida
Warm like south west florida
It get warm like south west florida
You need to stay up
South West
Stand up
I’m creeping on a come up I’m from the South West
I step up in the building and you can smell the sesh
Everywhere I go I rock
the ace...l had won her
My heart it was down at my feet
Jumped up to my throat in a hurry
Like a young summer's day she was sweet
He opened the door
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