Ludacris/Rick Ross/Bun B - Down In The Durty | Текст песни

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Down in the dirty south that's how it goes
Makin money make-makin money gettin that dough

[Intro: Ludacris {Clinton Sparks}]
{Get familiar bitch}
Yes, Luda {Clinton Sparks}
Uh-huh, just get it started god dammit (Disturbing Tha Peace)
What you want (believe that baby)

[Ludacris:]
{Welcome to Atlanta, Georgia}
I hit heavy in the trunk so I say I'm heavy hittin
My car just got a jerry curl the paints still drippin
My whip so clean I turn lovers into haters
Then I make'em come around like curl activator
There are none greater I'm the freshest on the scene
Rap gamin jones I'm the freshest on the team
But really I'm a coach spittin game to the playas
And I'm yellow with that purp like I came with the lakers
I'm out to get that paper, the mule and the achers
I'm reppin for the rich, red, monkey bathing apers
So catch a contact like you inhaled luda vapours
Cause rapers get smoked just like I rolled in some paper
Put'em in a ash tray throw away the roches
Move them out my path way show them whose the dopest
I bring home the bacon and protect it with the toffers
Like the lens on ya camera fuck boy I'm so focused

[Chorus: x2]
Down in the dirty south that's how it goes
Makin money make-makin money gettin that dough
Down in the dirty south that's how it goes
Makin money make-makin money stack-stackin that dough

[Rick Ross:]
Rick Ross, 3-0-5 M.I.A yo cut my vocals (Ross)
{Welcome to Miami, Florida}
20 grand in the left, another 20 in the right
Got my wallet in the back and that thing packed tight
Credit cards don't need'em or the birds won't feed'em
While I'm sitting at the table just me and family eatin
Me and class on the cell discussin another meal
Gucci gucci bottle empty daddy needs a refil
Up in freeway I'm standin on the bar
If it ain't a black truck it's a quarter million maz
I'm in love with kush and kate fox
If ya need anything hit the safe deposit box
Outta town for a month/ came home with a duff
That was one point sumet that bring that I love you
Pimp ask khaled lobster salad
Mobsta acknolege I'm poppin them dollars
Pop colors I touch hoes like crep flow
The game in a choke hold, no I won't let go

[Chorus: x2]
Down in the dirty south that's how it goes
Makin money make-makin money gettin that dough
Down in the dirty south that's how it goes
Makin money make-makin money stack-stackin that dough

[Bun B:]
{Welcome to Houston, Texas}
Well I done said it before, but I guess it best to repeat it
Dirty south in the building with no loses we undefeated
Anybody think they can beat it must be on sherve
Got the streets on fire like ross kile with a perm
I'm big worm and that big body slaya, rip it open
And you keep playin with my money smoke it like I'm a joke
I got for roke on a boulevard, go hard in the paint
And have a bitch nigga sliced from his eyes to his tank
You think I came at 225 pounds of trouble
Can't find a trilla nigga then me if you had the hubble
I been reppin the dirty and I ain't finnin to slow down
So if you ain't wid it, get out the way it's about to go down
You can get your issue like your ass subscribed
And when we ride, there's no where that your ass can hide
Nigga try to come at me crocked like burner play craves
Have you runnin up north like a runaway slave
Played pussy ya bluff even if it's ya period
The dirty south niggas take they money too serious mayne

[Chorus: x2]
Down in the dirty south that's how it goes
Makin money make-makin money gettin that dough
Down in the dirty south that's how it goes
Makin money make-makin money stack-stackin that dough

[Outro]
Thank you for coming
We hope you enjoy to stay
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