Soufside - Remix
Southside shit, uh
Grew up poor and seeing niggas get they ass whooped if they mouth wide bitch
Look I'm outside with, some niggas who don't give a fuck about how this shit end
A couple niggas who gotta get back home to they kids
I make the earth quake, like the son of Poseidon
Rolling in this motherfucker nigga no Hawaiian
Punching on niggas like Iron Mike Tyson
Like Tony Stark don't see the suit but dawg the iron right here
I get around just like Shakur
With the digital underground, I humpty dance right on your whore
You niggas never tote that glick unless somebody press record
I seen my cousin box for the hood, way back in Tyler with them boys
Now I still throw the west up
And I stay up in the crib cause I ain't trying to clean a mess up
Peaceful young nigga, I be trying not to bring that pressure
But it'll be my pleasure like I work at chic fil a
To hit that boy with seventeen, like it's his sixteenth birthday
And that's just one to grow on
I know wassup with all these bitches, not the one to hoe on
My big sister told me y'all not to spend my fucking dough on
That's why I just fuck her then I go on, finished my put my clothes on
It's Big Beloved, they be sleeping I can't let them doze off
We can kick that motherfucker but I'd rather rip the fucking doors off
But they got to be off of Zoloft, and some god damn clonidine
My shit bumping throughout the streets
Nigga this ain't no fucking meet and greet, come get ya issue geek
Southside shit, uh
Grew up poor and seeing niggas get they ass whooped if they mouth wide bitch
Look I'm outside with, some niggas who don't give a fuck about how this shit end
A couple niggas who gotta get back home to they kids
I make the earth quake, like the son of Poseidon
Rolling in this motherfucker nigga no Hawaiian
Punching on niggas like Iron Mike Tyson
Like Tony Stark don't see the suit but dawg the iron right here
Double cup, I'm spilling
How many times do I gotta tell them?
Nigga, I ain't finished
Woods give me splinters
Purple, green like what's the difference?
Niggas know that I got plenty
Make my mama proud like plenty
It ain't right without the semi
I ain't talking everyday, I'm saying when we sliding
I got to keep this shit right with me
Keep it a hundred, or you could divide the gang, come around and catch you like fifty
Look at that nigga, he breathing, he in and he outing
Look at him, his body be drifting
Stitches all up in my leg, but I'm telling myself that bitches be bitches
I'm over here trying to do everything in my power to catch my favorite bitch interest
Feeling if she came back to the south, then we could be out here and really be chilling
She like he rowing the boat, but I'm still out here drowning with all of the villains
Whipping the baby and driving the whip
So now all my niggas they know I be whipping
MO3 because I'm outside clique
She get her mouth wide bitch
Just pulled up and smoked with me, we on cloud nine bitch
But now I'm outside with it
Yeah I'm outside with it (Fashitshooo)
Southside shit, uh
Grew up poor and seeing niggas get they ass whooped if they mouth wide bitch
Look I'm outside with, some niggas who don't give a fuck about how this shit end
A couple niggas who gotta get back home to they kids
I make the earth quake, like the son of Poseidon
Rolling in this motherfucker nigga no Hawaiian
Punching on niggas like Iron Mike Tyson
Like Tony Stark don't see the suit but dawg the iron right here
Grew up poor and seeing niggas get they ass whooped if they mouth wide bitch
Look I'm outside with, some niggas who don't give a fuck about how this shit end
A couple niggas who gotta get back home to they kids
I make the earth quake, like the son of Poseidon
Rolling in this motherfucker nigga no Hawaiian
Punching on niggas like Iron Mike Tyson
Like Tony Stark don't see the suit but dawg the iron right here
I get around just like Shakur
With the digital underground, I humpty dance right on your whore
You niggas never tote that glick unless somebody press record
I seen my cousin box for the hood, way back in Tyler with them boys
Now I still throw the west up
And I stay up in the crib cause I ain't trying to clean a mess up
Peaceful young nigga, I be trying not to bring that pressure
But it'll be my pleasure like I work at chic fil a
To hit that boy with seventeen, like it's his sixteenth birthday
And that's just one to grow on
I know wassup with all these bitches, not the one to hoe on
My big sister told me y'all not to spend my fucking dough on
That's why I just fuck her then I go on, finished my put my clothes on
It's Big Beloved, they be sleeping I can't let them doze off
We can kick that motherfucker but I'd rather rip the fucking doors off
But they got to be off of Zoloft, and some god damn clonidine
My shit bumping throughout the streets
Nigga this ain't no fucking meet and greet, come get ya issue geek
Southside shit, uh
Grew up poor and seeing niggas get they ass whooped if they mouth wide bitch
Look I'm outside with, some niggas who don't give a fuck about how this shit end
A couple niggas who gotta get back home to they kids
I make the earth quake, like the son of Poseidon
Rolling in this motherfucker nigga no Hawaiian
Punching on niggas like Iron Mike Tyson
Like Tony Stark don't see the suit but dawg the iron right here
Double cup, I'm spilling
How many times do I gotta tell them?
Nigga, I ain't finished
Woods give me splinters
Purple, green like what's the difference?
Niggas know that I got plenty
Make my mama proud like plenty
It ain't right without the semi
I ain't talking everyday, I'm saying when we sliding
I got to keep this shit right with me
Keep it a hundred, or you could divide the gang, come around and catch you like fifty
Look at that nigga, he breathing, he in and he outing
Look at him, his body be drifting
Stitches all up in my leg, but I'm telling myself that bitches be bitches
I'm over here trying to do everything in my power to catch my favorite bitch interest
Feeling if she came back to the south, then we could be out here and really be chilling
She like he rowing the boat, but I'm still out here drowning with all of the villains
Whipping the baby and driving the whip
So now all my niggas they know I be whipping
MO3 because I'm outside clique
She get her mouth wide bitch
Just pulled up and smoked with me, we on cloud nine bitch
But now I'm outside with it
Yeah I'm outside with it (Fashitshooo)
Southside shit, uh
Grew up poor and seeing niggas get they ass whooped if they mouth wide bitch
Look I'm outside with, some niggas who don't give a fuck about how this shit end
A couple niggas who gotta get back home to they kids
I make the earth quake, like the son of Poseidon
Rolling in this motherfucker nigga no Hawaiian
Punching on niggas like Iron Mike Tyson
Like Tony Stark don't see the suit but dawg the iron right here
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Writer(s): Ian Prater
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