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    "Down South" Lyrics

    Mista Madd feat. Yungstar and Slim Thug

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    [Chorus: x2]
    This is how we, do it down South
    Platinum and the gold, ice in our mouth
    Fo's in place, Chi-Town fades
    4's or blades, candy sprayed

    Down here we like it big, on that Dirty coast
    Big money swanging whips, cause we serve the most
    We live by that G code, that's what gangstas do
    On the grind stacking chips, with a gangsta crew
    Down here sipping lean, that's that purple stuff
    Staying thoed getting bucked, playas living it up
    Game spitters riding big, is a habit y'all
    Everything you dream about, we done had it y'all
    We got money yellow hoes, wearing g-string clothes
    Sport sweaters in the summer, cause our necks stay froze
    Gripping grain having change, hanging low as your belt
    If you want to be a man, go and get it yourself
    Down here we do it all, break laws and ball
    Ghetto stars for the cause, either stand or fall
    We live it up cause we love it, playa deal with that
    Tite getting it how I live, keep it real with that

    [Chorus: x2]

    Down South, yeah we ride on dubs
    Abuse them drugs, and hoes don't get no love
    We just some thugs, with ice that glow and glisten
    In a six hundred Benz, and the top is missing
    Sit back and listen, cause what I'm saying is real
    From Houston to Huntsville, boys got ice in grills
    We love to chill, and ride on candy paint
    Sip on drank, and blow on that stanky dank
    Down South, we known as that Dirty Dirty
    If you got your money right, I got them birdy birdies
    They going for thirty, yeah you heard me clear
    And if you didn't know nigga, that's how we do it down here

    Down here, we be off the chain
    Down here, we roll foreigns and wide frames
    Down here, riding on dubs and 4 swanging
    We staying iced up, from the heel to the brain

    [Chorus: x2]

    DJ Screw, mayne put a M down South
    So I pay cost to be the boss, keep a time out in the crime house
    We thoed we hold it down, wait for bidness no pleasure
    This game is serious, ask M-J-G he'll tell you
    Stay fired blowing big, sipping on a daily basis
    I got better with my cheddar, I'm bout stacking my faces
    It's the scrambling we gon handle em, living the best out our figgas
    And if I'm lying we be draping choose my son, you tripping
    When that Don from six, man I'm still a G to the N
    I'm staying fly cause you smile, showing love to my kin
    For shizzle my nizzle, from here McGregor we swang and bang
    And in Peru hotting dudes, chopping by is from the fame
    The girls best friend, princess cuts in everything
    You know what's his name, and I take a half and a chain
    This a down South patriot, and you know I won't stop
    Tops drop trunks pop, and make em body rock

    This song was submitted on October 11th, 2016 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Thanks to Snap for the contribution to this song.
    Copyright with Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Phalon Alexander, Bryan Williams, Christopher Bridges, Dwayne Carter, Byron Thomas, Andre Benjamin, Antwan Andre Patton, Raymon Murray, Rico Renard Wade, Patrick Gerard Brown.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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