Jonathas - Southern Boi Shit lyrics

rate me

feat. Dorrough

[Hook] x 2

I’m in the front, I’m in the front

She in the back, she in the back

Grippin off her clothes, 96 cadillac

Hood, hood, I’m so southern boy

I’m on that southern boy shit,

I’m so southern boy

I’m on that southern boy shit

I’m so southern boy, yeah I’m from brasil

The cadillac sick, but the tappin wheels

Sitting on 28’s, where’d your car go?

Take you places you ain’t never been, fargo

I’m getting brain and I ain’t talking doctors

If she want it, she can get it, we’ll cope her

I’m sitting high on the inches why you hate mine

Buy your bag and get blitz, cloud 9

[Hook] x 2

I’m in the front, I’m in the front

She in the back, she in the back

Grippin off her clothes, 96 cadillac

Hood, hood, I’m so southern boy

I’m on that southern boy shit,

I’m so southern boy

I’m on that southern boy shit

I’m that southern boy shit

Real talk, king of the triple d, yeah, the real boss

I get money like the stripper in the strip club

All the og’s in the streets show me real love

Telling nigga get big if it’s money small

Making moves and I do it for the underdogs

I ride ashantis, I don’t fuck with that bullshit

I spit verses like a preacher in a poor pit

Candy foreign cars, candy cadillac

I smoke marijuana, just for my catorax

Hit the scene without a 50 I ain’t having that

Keep a brand new pair of shoes with a hat to match

So when you see me in yoru city limits

Holler at me, I can teach you academic

Put you on some straight country boy shit

These hoes out here love me and this country boy dick, yeah

[Hook] x 2

I’m in the front, I’m in the front

She in the back, she in the back

Grippin off her clothes, 96 cadillac

Hood, hood, I’m so southern boy

I’m on that southern boy shit,

I’m so southern boy

I’m on that southern boy shit

I’m so southern boy, live in the h town

You wanna come and get it, right now

Cany painted flash yeah, that’s a southern thang

Dealing with them bosses, they sellin southern thangs

I got a bad chick, she a bad one

She grippin on my wood grain and you mad son

I think I got one, say it once, say it twice

Here’s about right now, I’m feeling nice

[Hook] x 2

I’m in the front, I’m in the front

She in the back, she in the back

Grippin off her clothes, 96 cadillac

Hood, hood, I’m so southern boy

I’m on that southern boy shit,

I’m so southern boy

I’m on that southern boy shit.