dirty south

Singer:goodie mob

one to da two da three da four

dem dirty red dogs done hit the door

and they got everybody on they hands and knees

and they ain't gonna leave until they find them keys

now if dirty bill clinton fronted me some weight

told me to keep two

bring him back eight

and i only brought him five and stuck his ass for three

do you think that clampett will sick his goons on me?

see martail homes

that's my claim to fame

that's where i learned my slickest trick in the dope-d-game

like my favorite

i call it lemon head delight

that's when you lick off all the yellow and you sell the white

right

well if pimpin' be a sport i be bein' the wide receiver

that nigga b-i-g will make ya'll niggas believers

sippin' on cuervo gold off in the club drunk as fuck

callin' them hoes bitches

and smokin' my weed up

when i'm too sober

year older

now i'm almost legal

wanted to live the life of cadillacs

impalas and regals

fuckin' around wit hoes

bustin' nuts in they mouths

kickin' that same southern slang

lookin' for love off in yo' jaw hoe!

see powder gets you hyper

reefa makes you calm

cigarettes give you cancer

woo woo's make you numb

what you niggas know about the dirty south

what you niggas know about the dirty south

see never did i thank when i got grown

that some pee wee sacks had been done took dis town

see life's a bitch then you figure out

why you really got dropped in the dirty south

see in the 3rd grade this is what you told

you was bought

you was sold

now they sayin' juice left some heads cracked

i betcha jedd clampett want his money back

see east point atlanta threw this road block

talkin 'bout all this blow traffic got to stop

so the big time players off john freeman way

had to find themselves another back street to take

cause back in the day we was outta control

we didn't understand

naw nigga

Lyric Context: dirty south - goodie mob