Down South

[Chorus: Duece Poppi] When you're from down south, boy Down south, boy Way, way, way deep down south, boy When you're from down south, boy Down south, boy Way, way, way deep down south, boy When you're from down south, boy Down south, boy Way, way, way deep down south, boy When you're from down south, boy Down south, boy Way, way, way deep down south, boy [Verse 1: Duece Poppi] Look way, way, way deep south, boy Hoes, clothes, and bankrolls what we 'bout, boy I'm from the home of the chrome and the chopper triggers Even them alphabet boys can't stop a nigga I pimp tight with that hoe off in the wind, boy I gets loose like I'm fresh up out that pen, boy The last of a dying breed like 'Pac said I got bread, got something that'll cock it My ambitions as a rider by Slip-n-Slide, uh All them killers down south know I'm on fire 28's chrome, fuck a hundred, smoke [?] I know you pimp tight, pimpin', but I pimp tighter Getting bread, got it made like Special Ed Them hollow tips at your head, bitch, I bet you dead 24's on the Wagon, that's that G Benz Two 44's looking like Siamese twins [Chorus: Duece Poppi] When you're from down south, boy Down south, boy Way, way, way deep down south, boy When you're from down south, boy Down south, boy Way, way, way deep down south, boy When you're from down south, boy Down south, boy Way, way, way deep down south, boy When you're from down south, boy Down south, boy Way, way, way deep down south, boy [Verse 2: Pitbull] See, I'ma get this money Rich everywhere and however it goes And let me tell you something If you owe me money, might as well owe the double-yo So see, JAY-Z and JD might have told you money ain't a thing But that means money's everything and for that money y'all make, them choppers sing I'll make them coppers bring That yellow tape 'cause the whole thing Can turn into a homicide scene if you fuck with the cream, mane And I know Trick And I know his click But I let you slip, I let you slide But I hope you motherfuckers don't think I'ma let you die Surprise, Pitbull get the last laugh And whoever laughs last laughs the hardest Whether now or later, y'all gonna pay me back regardless [Interlude: Pitbull] And y'all can take THAT to the bank, motherfuckers [Chorus: Duece Poppi] When you're from down south, boy Down south, boy Way, way, way deep down south, boy When you're from down south, boy Down south, boy Way, way, way deep down south, boy When you're from down south, boy Down south, boy Way, way, way deep down south, boy When you're from down south, boy Down south, boy Way, way, way deep down south, boy [Verse 3: Plies] Nigga, I'm from down here where everything fucked up And every other month, the dope prices going up And either you thugging down here or you in the church 'Cause how I'm living, ain't nothing like you see on BET These crackers found five dead in the last week So if you a pussy nigga, you better get the fuck out these streets These young niggas 16 and 17 going Fed These crackers hitting these young niggas with 20-year bids How the fuck you get indicted? You never had a quarter brick But down here, that's how these pussy crackers play shit And where I'm from, we respect Chevys more than we do Bentleys 'Cause a motherfucking Bentley can't fit them 26's And that money come a little faster out here in the south We got the corner, nigga, and got our own dope house And you can find me with a white tee with my pants dropped With four at the bottom, pussy nigga, and four at the top [Chorus: Duece Poppi] When you're from down south, boy Down south, boy Way, way, way deep down south, boy When you're from down south, boy Down south, boy Way, way, way deep down south, boy When you're from down south, boy Down south, boy Way, way, way deep down south, boy When you're from down south, boy Down south, boy Way, way, way deep down south, boy