Chorus: here come the south shit dirty south shit...whud here come the south shit dirty south shit...whud here come the south shit dirty south shit...Uh here come the south shit dirty dirty fly shit this is for them rednecks and brothers with gold teeth and them south boys on the streets with much heat put it up now for the dirty south southern fried now all up in your mouth it's that hip hop shit with the southern twist and you pick em up truck you be bumpin' this with that piece and chain and the diamond ring and them outta town broads they be lovin' the slang 713, I-45 big crawler and the 214 big town B-Baller Chorus: here come the south shit dirty south shit...whud here come the south shit dirty south shit...whud here come the south shit dirty south shit...Uh here come the south shit dirty dirty fly shit I got the south shit bumpin in my G-ride eyes closed puffin' green when I drive by here is something you can't understand...how I can burn Killa Man step up if you wanna get some of this here I got the blunt got a cooler full of cold beer roll the Escalade down to the river pull the fishin' poles out sippin' on Sizzers just bullshittin' highsidin' eyes on tight get it crunk get it crunk we gonna ball tonite now whatcha got for me is it Hennessey or maybe Xtasy fill my fantasies I can't believe I got your mind wide open trippin' on the south shit now what is you smokin' Chorus: here come the south shit dirty south shit...whud here come the south shit dirty south shit...whud here come the south shit dirty south shit...Uh here come the south shit dirty dirty fly shit puff puff give I got that dirty dirty fly shit when I wake up in the morning yo I got to get my fix quick rollin' thru the hood gotta get my buzz on hittin' them switches on that 20 inch chrome through the south side where they got them fat sacks where they at where they atgot my seat laid back I'm a south side rider burn E-Z widers shakin' off them haters cause them fools can't try us you ballers and hustlers smokin' southside skunk pushin them blades when you ride through the swamp if you're feelin this with me let me see you put em up we never get enough of that south side whud Chorus: here come the south shit dirty south shit...whud here come the south shit dirty south shit...whud here come the south shit dirty south shit...Uh here come the south shit dirty dirty fly shit dirty south shit will have your ass hella a dazed everybody in this bitch bout gettin' paid riding on dubs swervin' in the Escalade and these south side niggas, I don't think you could fade who wanna be the next punk riding in the trunk ridin' with my nigga Ice blowin' on the skunk it's hard to hold this cause we hot like fire boy I thought you knew it's south side till I expire comin' with hollow tips up in the clip will make you flip it's south side when I ride south side when I dip what y'all know about the dirty south put em up put em up Chorus: here come the south shit dirty south shit...whud here come the south shit dirty south shit...whud here come the south shit dirty south shit...Uh here come the south shit dirty dirty fly shit it's that southern fried shit all in your mouth
Compositor: Robert Matthew Van Winkle (Vanilla Ice) ECAD: Obra #29052900