Young Dolph - Down South Hustlaz lyrics
rate me(Verse: Young Dolph)
All my bitches say I'm dirtire than a muthafucka
Pineapple fanta and it's dirtier than a muthafucka
Shot out to Bun I'm riding dirty than a muthafucka
A half a million, all twenties it got blood on it
Presidential day-day and it's flooded homie
I just left the car loft and spend another check
100 band profit and I didn't break sweat
I dozed of on that drank and almost had another wreck
My little bitch stay mad at me cuz I don't get no rest
I'm always out here chasing money so she get no sex
I'm in that drop top, banging Screw and burning rubber nigga
I'm down in Houston on that boss shit like Thugga, nigga
Got everything on my own so I'm like fuck a nigga
World wide, cross the county stacking ruffles nigga
(Hook: Young Dolph)
She a good girl but little momma bad though
She got a small waist but a fat ass though
Thirty points I had to take came in the glass though
Still boomin' pills and strong out the back door
(Verse 2: Slim Thug)
I got G's out of Memphis that'll kill for me
And everywhere I go the hood still love me
Cuz Thugga is a hustler, Thugga is a boss
Thugga made it trough them droughts on that nasty North
Me and Paul still tippin', sipping wit that Dolph
Got 'em riding, red fo's, breaking boys off
Kottonmouth kush blunts back to back
Nowadays ridin' Rovers but still keep a clean 'Lac
Thank god everyday, I ain't gotta sell packs
I ain't tryna see the FED's I like my bed where it's at
Counting these stacks like I'm getting platinum plaques
Living that boss life, breaking hoes like the mack
(Hook)
(Verse 3: Paul Wall)
No nuts mean no money
No money ya must be a dummy
No dummy that's a fifth wheel
It's only March but this my fifth grill
Packing the steel, chasing the mill
Working the wheel, yeah I'm the man
Make me a ticket and I fuck it all off
I'm Codeine Lebron on kush cuz I can
Chain wit the chunk a seventy grand
Trunk wit the bang it sound like a band
Wheneva I pass it's turnt like a vent
Pardon me, girl, I know she a fan
On lean wit a xan
Backwood packed wit three or four grams
Thumbing through money
Got codeine sweating out all of my glands
Oil change, this new drank just ain't the same
Scoping out boppers long range
But not for profit they chasing change
(Hook)
