Letras:
Fiend Some South Shit

shots from every way We got perion while y'all got perrier I strut past in diamonds that could cut glass Wit dime bitches that'll make a nigga nut fast Now I gotta fiend bout to throw some

the trashcan on some oscar the grouch shit A bunch of green popped out is, tiime to revouse shit Settle down the Mississippi got her down south click

lovin muh'fuckers ("Eightball") Get the club buck ("Eightball, MJG you know we can't be touched") Yaknahmtalkinbout? Yeah, yeah.. [MJG] MJ, G up in yo shit like some

muthafucking click! For my click! I'll die for my muthafucking click! For my click! I bust heads with my muthafucking click! With my click! If a nigga talk shit, Watch my shit

first name Should I quit? Shit no! Even though they had me scared Yo they got a eight, I gotta teck with air holes.. ..and that's just how the shit go

Drop some syrup in it, get on my waffle house! I live in wayne's world rappers is our the south And this is how we do it, do it in our south One more

lookin' way clean bangin' that real shit nigga like Al Green I'm headed straight to the LB forget it that's what they tell me Sell me everythang except some

thick dames since he was 15 The click came ran trains if her shit clean The same broad fronted y'all like she Miss Thang And damn how da bitch seem she's a dick fiend

vibrator Shake it like a salt shaker Tremble like a vibrator [Murphy Lee] So fresh, so mufuckin clean If a booty's a drug, then I'ma fiend She slangin