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I asked the question, where ya bounce? My mami was lazy peepin on the new big tymer, cruizin' thru town She said he was crunk, like out of this world They were just poppin' the trunk and keeping it real My boys were sketchin' and should've just chopped it up My favourite souljas, now goin' to Angola for a 187 on the third coast You think she's all that But ya girlfriends so stupid Da first time she used a vibrator She cracked her two front teeth The third coast is where people get crunked up, be grilled out and ride on slabs Down in Texas where they wear those big belt buckles and jam to screw Those cowboys just pop and splash everywhere, over the hood That's what ya don't know, 'bout da dirty south 3rd coast They have some crazy RRRS parties Drive some fine B-riches and cars with gold grillz As well as sporting huge silly fat RRRS rims Backwash swamps and even some back alley gators I get my corner boys to sell da home-made ice cream I'll make sure they don't come anywhere near your cut I also sell on eBay, a little one kilo of high flyin' kite I've also tried to sell the sweets on corners of my streets But the boys try the stuff, before they sell and get so really cromp I can't have em leanin', ya all know what I be meanin' You think she's all that But ya girlfriends so stupid Da first time she used a vibrator She cracked her two front teeth After the show we caught the dude that slapped my sista and made her face hot But before we wrecked him, we visited the famous White Castle burger spot Where we ate those famous but small burgers that only cost 35c, cheaper than pot The popo said, is you trazy, we just smiled and kept on eatin' the lot The cops tried to grab us, but they didn't have nathan on us. What ya got? They have some crazy RRRS parties Drive some fine B-riches and cars with gold grillz As well as sporting huge silly fat RRRS rims Backwash swamps and even some back alley gators Ya gotta love southern hospitality Depending on where you go in the south It could be a, ‘Hi, let me get that for you dear’ To, "If you don't stop staring at me I'm gonna shoot you in the face" So I know the ledge and have got an edge Over all the other big tymers down in the dirty south 3rd coast.

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Dirty South 3rd Coast

I asked the question, where ya bounce? My mami was lazy peepin on the new big tymer, cruizin' thru town She said he was crunk, like out of this world They were just poppin' the trunk and keeping it real My boys were sketchin' and should've just chopped it up My favourite souljas, now goin' to Angola for a 187 on the third coast You think she's all that But ya girlfriends so stupid Da first time she used a vibrator She cracked her two front teeth The third coast is where people get crunked up, be grilled out and ride on slabs Down in Texas where they wear those big belt buckles and jam to screw Those cowboys just pop and splash everywhere, over the hood That's what ya don't know, 'bout da dirty south 3rd coast They have some crazy RRRS parties Drive some fine B-riches and cars with gold grillz As well as sporting huge silly fat RRRS rims Backwash swamps and even some back alley gators I get my corner boys to sell da home-made ice cream I'll make sure they don't come anywhere near your cut I also sell on eBay, a little one kilo of high flyin' kite I've also tried to sell the sweets on corners of my streets But the boys try the stuff, before they sell and get so really cromp I can't have em leanin', ya all know what I be meanin' You think she's all that But ya girlfriends so stupid Da first time she used a vibrator She cracked her two front teeth After the show we caught the dude that slapped my sista and made her face hot But before we wrecked him, we visited the famous White Castle burger spot Where we ate those famous but small burgers that only cost 35c, cheaper than pot The popo said, is you trazy, we just smiled and kept on eatin' the lot The cops tried to grab us, but they didn't have nathan on us. What ya got? They have some crazy RRRS parties Drive some fine B-riches and cars with gold grillz As well as sporting huge silly fat RRRS rims Backwash swamps and even some back alley gators Ya gotta love southern hospitality Depending on where you go in the south It could be a, ‘Hi, let me get that for you dear’ To, "If you don't stop staring at me I'm gonna shoot you in the face" So I know the ledge and have got an edge Over all the other big tymers down in the dirty south 3rd coast.