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    BIRDMAN

    Pricele$$ 2009 ©

    Southside

    Su woo


    Bitch I'm from the south, the south side
    We all ride, and when we catch a outsider, outside
    Y'all die, we all ride
    And when you see us we be leaning to the side, the south side
    We all ride, and when we catch a outsider, outside
    Y'all die, we all ride
    Ey pussy nigga you know you ain't from the south


    Junior
    Catch me in the whip, extra with the clip
    Leaning to the right side army guns big chips
    Wine candy on the strip
    You know how we get it when we coming with the flip
    Cus we running with the flip
    And the money is a must and hoes we don't trust
    Guns in the cut bitch know wassup
    20 on the slab, 50 in the jag
    Coming through the air hustling on her ass
    Ordinary nigga with extraordinary style
    Swagger to the ceiling nigga hustling gone wild
    Hustling with my child
    Blowin' out the pound, come from uptown
    Banana clips a hundred rounds, blaaa!


    Bitch I'm from the south, the south side
    We all ride, and when we catch a outsider, outside
    Y'all die, we all ride
    And when you see us we be leaning to the side, the south side
    We all ride, and when we catch a outsider, outside
    Y'all die, we all ride
    Ey pussy nigga you know you ain't from the south


    Careful with the swanga
    Come and true banging
    Kill another kurb nigga hustling but ain't hanging
    Up on the post where the money do come
    Got a spot make a hundred the one that do run
    Who back up on the slab in all black paper tags
    Ya that be the money and the Louie all cash
    Back like I swung through, Hummer and the Benz
    Coupe Benz 6 and no roof, Rolls Royce and Gucci shoes
    Haha, ya digg, ya understand, Cash Money, Young Money
    Been about be big money, get money, bleed money
    Flip money, see money, spend big face new hundreds


    Bitch I'm from the south, the south side
    We all ride, and when we catch a outsider, outside
    Y'all die, we all ride
    And when you see us we be leaning to the side, the south side
    We all ride, and when we catch a outsider, outside
    Y'all die, we all ride
    Ey pussy nigga you know you ain't from the south


    Catch me in the neck of my woods
    We all good, we all hood
    Got them thangs taped that's when I come through
    Nigga got them paper plates money when we fall through
    Brand new china k monster with the sun roof
    Cherry with the lumber, birds cheap numbers
    That's how we do it bitch stuntin' every summer
    Born breaded soldier, known high roller
    K gave me the game hustling into know ya
    Always strapped fuck if they coming, better be strapped
    Bitch a hundred we dumping, blowin' rocking jewels
    Fuck it we cool
    Nigga out of line so we chopped him out his shoes 100


    Bitch I'm from the south, the south side
    We all ride, and when we catch a outsider, outside
    Y'all die, we all ride
    And when you see us we be leaning to the side, the south side
    We all ride, and when we catch a outsider, outside
    Y'all die, we all ride
    Ey pussy nigga you know you ain't from the south


    Ya just know it's like you candy paint nigga
    We don't play with these pussies
    Big money shit, global with it ya know
    Yeah bitch, born rich neighborhood superstar
    Junior, Young Mula, CMB, yeah baby, army gunz

    2009 ©




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