Down South Hustlaz (feat. Slim Thug & Paul Wall)

(Hah) kottonmouth kush blunts back to back

(Back to back) nowadays, ridin' Rolls

But still keep a clean 'Lac (yeah)

Thank God every day, I ain't gotta sell packs

(Thank God) i ain't tryna see the feds

I like my bed where it's at (Hah)

Countin' these stacks like I'm

Gettin' platinum plaques

Livin' that boss life

Breakin' hoes like the mack (Thugga)

She a good girl, but lil' mama bad, though

(Uh, huh)

She got a small waist with a fat ass, though

(Woo) thirty pints of Hi Tech, they

Came in the glass, though

(Ayy, ayy, pour it up)

Still boomin' bales of strong

Out the back door

(Slab God, Paul Wall) , yup

No nuts mean no money (No money)

No money, you must be a dummy (Be a dummy)

No dummy, that's a fifth wheel (Fifth wheel)

It's only March, but this my fifth grill

(Fifth grill)

Packin' the steel, chasin' the mil'

Workin' the wheel, yeah, I'm the man (Man)

Make me a ticket and fuck it all off

I'm codeine and bronze and kush 'cause I can

(Can)

Chain with the charm cost seventy grand

(Grand)

Trunk with the bang, it sound like a band

(Band)

Whenever I pass, heads turn like a fan (Fan)

Pardon your girl, I know she a fan

(I know she a fan)

On lean with a Xan' (On lean with a Xan')

Backwood packed with three to four grams

(Three to four grams) thumbin' through money

Got codeine sweatin' out all of my glands

(All of my glands) oil change

This new drank just ain't the same (Nah)

Scopin' out boppers long range

But not for profit, they chasin' fame

She a good girl, but lil' mama bad, though

(Uh, huh)

She got a small waist with a fat ass, though

(Woo) thirty pints of Hi Tech, they

Came in the glass, though

(Ayy, ayy) still boomin' bales of strong

Out the back door, yup

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