Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Some South Shit, artist - Fiend. Date of issue: 03.12.2001
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Some South Shit |
| Hell yeah, A-town, LUDA |
| Ahh, whoo! |
| She said she was a stripper but she wanted to rhyme |
| And if I gave her a deal she make her legs stretch back to her spine |
| I told her hit the treadmill, 'til she run out of time |
| And in the eve no doubt, she was blowin my mind |
| I’m from the A-town, put 'em through a GA course |
| Cause «it's all in the game» like EA Sports |
| From scams and money grams, there’s unions that wanna wire me |
| «You think you know but really don’t» — put it in your «Diary» |
| I’m quick to knock 'em out, they comin in three spurts |
| I do like Spielberg and see that yo' +DreamWorks+ |
| My weed is all lavender, my drink is blue |
| My gat’ll, +Poke-a-Man+, it’s the Pikachu |
| Luda give 'em new perm, now they hair is wet |
| And they don’t wanna get on top, cause they scared of heights |
| So if you Wonderwoman BITCH I’m the Wondermack pro |
| So shut up and gimme that Thundercat HOOOO |
| When you fuckin with Ryders, in the «R» we trust |
| If you make a false move then these things gon' bust |
| And when it comes to these bitches, you know how it goes |
| We don’t trust these hooooes |
| She said she won’t, take it off unless there’s money involved |
| I told y’all hold the stack and give hundred a call |
| I referred to when you pissy drunk, blunted and all |
| Tellin me she humpin harder than y’aaaall |
| Got got — three niggas just diggin these balls |
| And all three really won’t see y’all |
| Outside, in the burgandy Bird |
| Ruff Rydin puffin the herb, discussin the curb |
| She said she from B. K |
| And I did it «my way, all day» like B.K., no more need say |
| So Fiend playa, you know I’m busy countin some cash |
| Then bouncin up on some ass |
| Better yet, think I’m on some extendable hash |
| You really wanna fall in ya glass |
| She chose me, pimp nigga like we chose to be rich |
| Double-R then stole ya bitch |
| Hah, I say you better move now for a week in Montana |
| Then slick 'em without drinks for I drink in Colorado |
| This chick yesterday said she leavin tomorrow |
| I’m tryin to fuck her mouth tonight cause she leavin tomorrow |
| The only thing she act stupid’s bout my lady at home |
| Lie to my lady at home, got my baby at home |
| Man, I was on some shit like 'Kiss, is we «Fuckin' or What?» |
| If you don’t wanna get a room, we can fuck in the truck |
| We can cut to a bitch, but don’t piss me off |
| You don’t mean that to me shorty, I’ll piss in your mouth |
| I’m a violent — boy, whylin boy |
| Playa hater close your legs, I want no lip girl |