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Down South

Mista Maddhuatong
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Battle South is where I stay, switch four lanes, let my duds sing

From the Antoine to the MLK, these H -Town boys like to swing and wang

Now welcome to the city of gang, decent chains and swings

Pop trunk and bang as I grip wood grain

I'm out there down South City where they show no pity

Candy paint be lookin' pretty, makin' haters feel shitty

See I'm a lone star baller and a chop -chop crawler

18 -year -old shot caller and a drop -chop crawler

I'm no list in the best, yes, I'm muskin' fish

And hell, that's this in my chest to relieve all stress

Freshly princed in my guess, I got baguettes on my chest

It's the third coast in the dough, all the wrist was ripped

Went from a VMX to a GS Licks

Born and raised in Houston, Texas, but we don't want no blicks

Battle South is where I stay, switch four lanes, let my duds sing

From the Antoine to the MLK, these H -Town boys like to swing and wang

Battle South is where I stay, switch four lanes, let my duds sing

From the Antoine to the MLK, these H -Town boys like to swing and wang

Down South, you know we real, baby

Even if we ride a hoodoo or a four -maid Mercedes

Rocks in my wrist, gag close to hip

Just in case a hater out there gets me pissed

Man, I'm so real, man, I'm so trill

Nine -nine, I'm tryin' to get the million -dollar deal

Like, you know, I'm tryin' to have them diamonds in my grill

And I'm breakin' boys off with my freestyle skill

Givin' them somethin' they can feel

Man, just chill

Man, what's the deal with the syrup and the pill

In the lap with Kat, with 18s in the trunk

The Alpine thumb, it's screw that we bump

TV is still on wheel with fifth wheel in the back

With the time, I keep it hot with the fireplace up in the dash

Wearin' white socks and them black Nike sandals

We Down South niggas, it's somethin' y 'all can't handle

Ridin', man, I'm drippin' so much up on the freeway

Down South, baby, switchin' lanes up on the freeway

Wouldn't give a good goddamn about that he say, she say

Cause when you're down, Tommy, you be sayin', damn, he paid

Down South is where I stay

Switch for lanes, livin' the same

From the Antoine to the MLK

These H -Town boys like a swangin' bang

Down South is where I stay

Switch for lanes, livin' the same

From the Antoine to the MLK

These H -Town boys like a swangin' bang

Here I come, here I come

I know you see me comin'

Drop my bum on Antoine

Pick it up on the phone and stay there hummin'

I be stunnin' like a bag of diamonds

I be shinin', I be rhymin'

I'm a miner, wood on a viner

Broke them boys off cause young still a finder

Used to find his orders, I'm the smartest

Boys get rigor mortis, I'm crawlin' real slow

No foes like a tortoise, like a toad

I'm in the mode, feelin' this flow

Hoppin', I'ma ride those diodes

Got the keen and cold on my toes, I'm so throwed

I'm complete, unique to my feet

From my head to my feet, so I'ma sweep

Down South is where I stay

Switch for lanes, livin' the same

From the Antoine to the MLK

These H -Town boys like to swing and bang

Down South is where I stay

Switch for lanes, livin' the same

From the Antoine to the MLK

These H -Town boys like to swing and bang

I got lavish heavens, I'm the rhymin' acrobat

The boy, he the baddest

Now, I'm the maddest

I done slipped, I done slidin'

Houstin' got wilder

Broke them boys off, now I'ma whoop a ride

I'm a nation, slide on my datin'

Bounce, rock and skatin', got a tendo in the station

Maybe a super sega, vibe like a mega

Mixin' with these boys, I be ridin' with a vega

Call me grillin' woman, real clear

All up in they ear, baggage a pioneer

Once a year, I'm up above a deer

I'm a butler, I reach out and touch her

Break these boys off, baggage and clusters

Momma, Nick, if you disrespect

Grab my tits, can leave you whipped

From the set, I don't spit

Won't bid a dime, I'ma shake the norama

Move to Alabama, got silk pajamas

Like Susanna, ride slid

I turn the head, boys get scared

You better call it what fed

I rock, don't stop

I boot your shoes and socks

Sold up the block like the Pac

I won't stop, wing damage, dismount

Wooled up on my poundin'

I can shoot and I can sound

Like I'm very with the counter

Knock the doors, doors and get froze

As I pull out the wide body, candy red low

Watch her roll red, maybe roll blue or green

I'm on the scene, diamond ring, buzzer team

I'ma swang, I'ma swangle

Watchin' cliffhanger, screen fall

I'ma ball, better get to this chamber

In the deck, you gon' wreck

Here, I'ma take dick

Slide, I'ma ride

Vibe is a special effect

Diamond, bling bling

Swang and I swing

Matchin' pink and ring

Antoine to the king

Here I come, here I come

Yeah, it's a youngster comin'

Grill with the woman

Hear the bang, think it's thunder

No, it ain't thunder, it's just me

See the candy jet ski

Read the light, it's T .Y .P.

The old young player

I'm the mayor of the Himalaya

My diamonds glare, wide body valet

Here he come, here he

Man, bring it back, I'm ready, I'm ready

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