Some South Shit (Explicit)
Fiend, Ludacris, Yung Wun"Some South Shit (Explicit)" is a song by Fiend, Ludacris, Yung Wun, released in 2001 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:47 long and contains 51 lines and 469 words.
Lyrics
0:06Typed by: Nickolye16
0:06Hell yeah, A-town, LUDA
0:08Ahh, whoo!
0:08She said she was a stripper but she wanted to rhyme
0:12and if I gave her a deal she make her legs stretch back to her spine
0:15I told her hit the treadmill, 'til she run out of time
0:18And in the eve no doubt, she was blowin my mind
0:20I'm from the A-town, put 'em through a GA course
0:23Cause "it's all in the game"like EA Sports
0:26From scams and money grams, there's unions that wanna wire me
0:28"You think you know but really don't"-put it in your "Diary"
0:31I'm quick to knock 'em out, they comin in three spurts
0:33I do like Spielberg and see that yo' +DreamWorks+
0:36My w**d is all lavender, my drink is blue
0:38My gat'll, +Poke-a-Man+, it's the Pikachu
0:41Luda give 'em new perm, now they hair is wet
0:44And they don't wanna get on top, cause they scared of heights
0:46So if you Wonderwoman B**CH I'm the Wondermack pro
0:49So shut up and gimme that Thundercat HOOOO
0:52When you f**kin with Ryders, in the "R"we trust
0:54If you make a false move then these things gon' bust
1:03And when it comes to these b**ches, you know how it goes
1:10We don't trust these hooooes
1:12She said she won't, take it off unless there's money involved
1:15I told y'all hold the stack and give hundred a call
1:18I referred to when you pissy drunk, blunted and all
1:20Tellin me she humpin harder than y'aaaall
1:23Got got -three niggaz just diggin these balls
1:25and all three really won't see y'all
1:28outside, in the burgandy Bird
1:30Ruff Rydin puffin the herb, discussin the curb
1:33She said she from B.K.
1:34And I did it "my way, all day"like B.K., no more need say
1:38So Fiend playa, you know I'm busy countin some cash
1:41Then bouncin up on some a**
1:43Better yet, think I'm on some extendable hash
1:47You really wanna fall in ya glass
1:48She chose me, pimp ni**a like we chose to be rich
1:52Double-R then stole ya b**ch
2:08Hah, I say you better move now for a week in Montana
2:18Then slick 'em without drinks for I drink in Colorado
2:20This chick yesterday said she leavin tomorrow
2:23I'm tryin to f**k her mouth tonight cause she leavin tomorrow
2:25The only thing she act stupid's bout my lady at home
2:28Lie to my lady at home, got my baby at home
2:31Man, I was on some sh*t like 'Kiss, is we "F**kin' or What?"
2:33If you don't wanna get a room, we can f**k in the truck
2:36We can cut to a b**ch, but don't piss me off
2:39You don't mean that to me shorty, I'll piss in your mouth
2:41I'm a violent -boy, whylin boy
2:47Playa hater close your legs, I want no lip girl
Typed by: Nickolye16 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 w**d 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 B**CH I'm the Wondermack pro So shut up and gimme that Thundercat HOOOO When you f**kin with Ryders, in the "R"we trust If you make a false move then these things gon' bust And when it comes to these b**ches, 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 niggaz 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 a** Better yet, think I'm on some extendable hash You really wanna fall in ya glass She chose me, pimp ni**a like we chose to be rich Double-R then stole ya b**ch 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 f**k 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 sh*t like 'Kiss, is we "F**kin' or What?" If you don't wanna get a room, we can f**k in the truck We can cut to a b**ch, 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
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