Down wit da South - Trick Daddy, Trina, Deuce Komradz

From the South to the bottom

It’s the brand new Trick

(M.I.A., down South, yo yo College Park)

And if you never been down South before

We bout to show y’al how we ridin' (Get up, get up)

(Let's…let's go)

Be like down South show a lil' change

For the girls in the club that be shakin' that thang

And got the young players comin' up, wanna run thangs

Y’all see them girls when they in them g-strangs

Now everybody wanna be down wit da South

(Now everybody wanna be down wit da South)

Now everybody tryin' to get down wit da South

(Now everybody tryin' to get down wit da South)

Cause in the club (In the club)

All them girls that be shakin' in the club

In da club (In the club)

All the thugs they be playin' in the club (Ooooh)

Yo, I’m from the state where the sun shine

Where the women are pretty and they so fine

Where the dudes are rude but they so cool

Listen good weather is better for a good fella

And every ride will probably be on twenty-two's or twenty-four's on T-0's

And you know like I know, we gon' represent it everywhere we go

And every time we drop hits

For hittin' everything we spit it gots to be the shit

So give me a fresh white tee

A pair of Preist jeans and some j’s yall never seen

An I can’t help but win on heavy rotation

On all of your stations

Down South takin' over all of the charts

We just got started and will not stop

You ain’t never seen a big ol' ass like this

And you ain’t never gon' run across a badder bitch

I’m Ms. Trina, Miami’s finest

And you can ask your man who has the flyest

Players who millionaires try to buy this

And I ain’t got shit to hide

I like to squat and ride

Go front and back, side to side

Bend me over show me what you holdin'

And oh shit, now give it to me, give me that big ol' dick

First suck me up, and then buck me up

Go deeper, deeper, beat me, beat me

Let’s make a sequel for the naked people

Your whole click against my click

Now shake that ass, shake that ass

Shake that ass and make your baby daddy mad

Here we come to fuck the whole floor

Ying Yang Twins kickin' in your door

Scat like a rat when a cat comin' out the house

Dirty South

Y bad, we done did it again

Trick Daddy and the Ying Yang Twins

If you don’t know, Let me fill you in

I hope you know we in it to win

You didn’t know we the super friends

We done did another song again

So I just know it’s on again

We gonna put a joint to win

Y’all gonna get rolled over like a bulldozer

I hope you know the game over

Dade County the fullest county

We still run these got damn streets

I don’t think I’ma change

In ten years I’ma be doin' the same damn thang

Nigga fuck hoes

Nigga do shows

Nigga get in trouble, uh oh

Will I smoke if it ain’t dro

Hell no player so fuck no

Now shake that ass, shake that ass

Shake that ass and make your baby daddy mad

Now shake that ass, shake that ass

Shake that ass and make your baby daddy mad

Now shake that ass and make your baby daddy mad

Shake that ass and make your baby daddy mad

Now shake that ass and make your baby daddy mad

Shake that ass and make your baby daddy mad