know a man who met a woman, dont remember where, big beautiful eyes and light brown hair, she was from the burbs, he was from the south side of the
it for granted. Instead, take a look around, Quit complaining and build something on that ground! Plant something on that ground! Dance and sleep on that ground! Get on
[c-murder] What now? (stupid motherfucker) what now motherfucker? I told you bitches, stop talkin all that motherfuckin shit I'm not gonna send niggaz
girls that keep a smile no matter what's wrong And all my girls looking back on how far they've come That's the way we gotta play it All my girls, on
beautiful hold on to your dreams cause everything possible just keep a flame burning in your heart this is where to start yeah They say the rest is on
the station But y'all touring us right now and it feels so beautiful Performing at black face tonight, it's my nigga, Joe Scudda He'll come on up a little bit later on
c'mon, let me know that you got ya pride Everybody on the north side, c'mon y'all, show me you got ya pride And everybody on the south side, c'mon, let
, West and South Never thinkin', when I'm speakin' let it all hang out What's comin' out my mouth? A little freedom of speech I said what's on my mind
and feather, whippin' the wonder when she activates Hold up, my jaws are in my crack, pass the tape (Aight) Time to activate and ejaculate This is the beauty
'm revelling in insecurity It's so unlike me, yes I know. But what am I to do with how I feel. I just keep on wondering, pondering what to do. I beat up on
hidden hobbie But I couldn't get on on local radio back then so I went To North London and trot to Tottenham to be precise And got some air time on heat
can flip the pies on you Since you down south show you what that rock could do Come back rich, yeah nigga that's my proof I, hold the gauge you can hold
on the yack and i cant complain southern hospitality thet think it's all the same (they just dont know) [PRE-CHORUS] ooh whats come over me and you got your hold on
tries to hog the spotlight but Maggie Pie, the television personality, focuses on the inconsolable Ida who croons a heartbreaking 'EVERY TEAR A MOTHER CRIES'. She determinedly sets out on
And about to buy my best friend a beauty parlor I know y'all don't wanna see Kim on top Please stop worryin about what I got What the fuck y'all
get paid Arrive to a hoe and I like to get laid Ride up on my back like rugs and floor mats I'm on the right page but what's my format I wave to the
on some Ludacris shit So all yall can suck my dick I got em whip like miracle Ludacris lyrical fool We dirty south Shut yo mouth We rock jewels No holds