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[Intro] |
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From the South to the bottom |
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It's the brand new Trick |
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(M.I.A., down South, yo yo College Park) |
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And if you never been down South before |
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We bout to show y'al how we ridin' (Get up, get up) |
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(Let's...let's go) |
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[Hook] |
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Be like down South show a lil' change |
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For the girls in the club that be shakin' that thang |
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And got the young players comin' up, wanna run thangs |
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Y'all see them girls when they in them g-strangs |
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Now everybody wanna be down wit da South |
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(Now everybody wanna be down wit da South) |
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Now everybody tryin' to get down wit da South |
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(Now everybody tryin' to get down wit da South) |
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Cause in the club (In the club) |
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All them girls that be shakin' in the club |
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In da club (In the club) |
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All the thugs they be playin' in the club (Ooooh) |
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[Trick Daddy] |
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Yo, I'm from the state where the sun shine |
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Where the women are pretty and they so fine |
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Where the dudes are rude but they so cool |
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Listen good weather is better for a good fella |
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And every ride will probably be on twenty-two's or twenty-four's on T-0's |
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And you know like I know, we gon' represent it everywhere we go |
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And every time we drop hits |
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For hittin' everything we spit it gots to be the shit |
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So give me a fresh white tee |
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A pair of Preist jeans and some j's yall never seen |
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An I can't help but win on heavy rotation |
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On all of your stations |
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Down South takin' over all of the charts |
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We just got started and will not stop |
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[Hook] |
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[Trina] |
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You ain't never seen a big ol' ass like this |
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And you ain't never gon' run across a badder bitch |
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I'm Ms. Trina, Miami's finest |
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And you can ask your man who has the flyest |
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Players who millionaires try to buy this |
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And I ain't got shit to hide |
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I like to squat and ride |
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Go front and back, side to side |
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Bend me over show me what you holdin' |
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And oh shit, now give it to me, give me that big ol' dick |
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First suck me up, and then buck me up |
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Go deeper, deeper, beat me, beat me |
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Let's make a sequel for the naked people |
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Your whole click against my click |
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Now shake that ass, shake that ass |
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Shake that ass and make your baby daddy mad |
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[Hook] |
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[Kaine] |
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Here we come to **** the whole floor |
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Ying Yang Twins kickin' in your door |
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Scat like a rat when a cat comin' out the house |
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Dirty South |
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[D-Roc] |
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Y bad, we done did it again |
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Trick Daddy and the Ying Yang Twins |
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If you don't know, Let me fill you in |
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I hope you know we in it to win |
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You didn't know we the super friends |
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We done did another song again |
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So I just know it's on again |
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We gonna put a joint to win |
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Y'all gonna get rolled over like a bulldozer |
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I hope you know the game over |
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Dade County the fullest county |
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We still run these got damn streets |
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I don't think I'ma change |
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In ten years I'ma be doin' the same damn thang |
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[Kaine] |
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Nigga **** hoes |
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Nigga do shows |
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Nigga get in trouble, uh oh |
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Will I smoke if it ain't dro |
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Hell no player so **** no |
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[Hook] |
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[Trina] |
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Now shake that ass, shake that ass |
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Shake that ass and make your baby daddy mad |
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Now shake that ass, shake that ass |
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Shake that ass and make your baby daddy mad |
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Now shake that ass and make your baby daddy mad |
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Shake that ass and make your baby daddy mad |
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Now shake that ass and make your baby daddy mad |
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Shake that ass and make your baby daddy mad |
