Big Tymers Southern Boy (Feat. Lil' Wayne & Bun-B) Lyrics

[Mannie Fresh talking:]
yeah, yeah, yeah, If David Banner was here right now, he would just look at y'all m____
f___as and go "d___",
If Flip was here he would go "What Is Y'all saying ?"...

[Mannie Fresh]
I'm a push trucks, n____ I'm a drive Benz,
m____fuck the 8's n____ I'ma get the 10's,
I'ma drink everything, I'ma get drunk,
Watch the shoes, I'ma show ya dudes, I'm bout to pop the trunk,
I'ma be captivator, I'ma be calm,
Hat to the shirt, to the pants playa WOAH,
I'ma play Polo, I'ma stay rich,
I'm about to bust the southside in this b____,
I'm a stay with sprint, m____ f___ Nextel,
(can you hear me now, I don't love no girl)
I'ma eat chicken player, Ima sip lak,
And push the old school Caddy with the Diamond in the Back,
I'ma get the candy paint just because I know you can't,
p____, p____, p____, your life is blank,
I'ma get the new J smoke all the purple haze,
I'ma stick with game spittin', game spittin' in your face,

[Chorus X2 (Lil' Wayne)]
Cause I'm a m____ f___in southern boy,
coming down so clean, and with rhymes so mean,
heavy starch in my jeans, I
Want Criss, want hard, f___ a n____, f___ a broad,
you can't top my southern flow,
cuz I'm a m____ f___in southern boy

[Baby]
Look we ride the biggest truck,
20 inches don't give a f___,
When I roll, n____ know I'm plush
Coming round' and I'm high as f___,
Green truck, lift up, spinning blades is a must,
Wood grain, suede and leather, feeling good with this Cali weather,
I can go in any hood, get a n____ they know I could,
Coming round and I'm iced up too,
n____ know bout me and my crew,
Laying low, being cool,
Smoking weed, is what we do,
Moving Ki's, bought that coupe,
Stacking G's is what we do,
n____ know that I'm slanging that iron,
f___ around trying to take my shine,
n____ know that I'm bout getting mine,
Hustling, flippin when I'm on that grind,
n____ know we got work uptown,
f___ around and we shut you down,
p____, p____ p____, you p____ p____ b____..

[Chorus X2]

[Bun B]
I'm pumping thru the south holding my nuts,
I'm in my candy apple red cadillac car rolling them dutch,
White cuts with that stitch and tuck, looking for a b____ to f___,
Find a s___ lil fifty buck, look like you need this d___ to suck,
I'm truck turner pimping, with Issac Hayes roll on,
Just another pimp getting his stroll on b____ hold on,
You staring at a pimp, trying to look him in his eyes,
When You practice southballing, if you get broke don't be surprised,
Tell no lies about this macking, some win and some be loosing,
But pimping never dying cuz these hoes is steady choosing,
If you f___ing with my paper, you cruising for a bruising,
So let there be no confusion, pimping ain't no illusion,
Don't believe me ask (?), she shorted my lil brother, she m____ f___ing paged chose a pimp
like no other,
We all about that dollar b____, so when you see a pimp don't try to holla, wipe me down and
pop my collar..

[Chorus X2]