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southern smoke - boosie badazz lyrics

[intro]
yeah (bow)
yeah (bow)
yeah (bow, bow)
yeah (bow)
yeah (bow)
yeah (bow, bow, bow)

[chorus]
this that f-ckin’ southern smoke (bow)
southern smoke (bow)
better get your southern smoke
this that f-ckin’ southern smoke (bow)
southern smoke (bow, bow, bow)
the se n-gg-s don’t want smoke
this that f-ckin’ southern smoke (this that smoke)
southern smoke (southern smoke)
these n-gg-s don’t want smoke
this that f-ckin’ southern smoke (southern smoke)
southern smoke (southern smoke)
better get your southern smoke
it’s that f-ckin’ southern smoke

[verse 1]
i’m first to smoke this b-tch up like cigarettes in parkin’ lots
ain’t none changed about me, i’ll still hit you with this 40 glock
carbine with the 30, this b-tch wipe you like the sandman
pistol-whipped to silence so i’ll k!ll ya without a band plan
jambalaya, crawfish, mardi gras, see some round t-ts
money showin’, takin’ our pictures and we’s airin’ the n-gg-s
for instance, they is get-to-the-cash-talkin’ atlanta n-gg-s
rob his -ss, k!ll him on sight, talkin’ savannah, n-gg-
them floridan kids f-ck with my sh-t, i rock with tampa n-gg-s
we don’t rap beef at all like y’all, we come and stamp a n-gg-
hustle summer, winter, spring and fall, that’s why the bag different
i represent for n-gg-s gettin’ money who ain’t -ss-kissin’

[chorus]
southern smoke (bow)
southern smoke (bow)
better get your southern smoke
this that f-ckin’ southern smoke (bow)
southern smoke (bow, bow, bow)
these n-gg-s don’t want smoke
this that f-ckin’ southern smoke (this that smoke)
southern smoke (southern smoke)
these n-gg-s don’t want smoke
this that f-ckin’ southern smoke (southern smoke)
southern smoke (southern smoke)
better get your southern smoke
it’s that f-ckin’ southern smoke

[post-chorus]
break you down to pieces, have you tryna put yourself together
break you down to pieces, have you tryna put yourself together
break you down to pieces, break you down to pieces
break you down to pieces, have you tryna put yourself together

[verse 2]
i got my people with me, they got that 30 and that nine
he be on percs all the time, i keep ’em with me
we in this b-tch, i got my people with me
and we ain’t worried ’bout a thang
real goons, better watch your f-ckin’ chain, rap n-gg-
gang sh-t down south big mouth trap n-gg-
cocaine, codeine, h-town south with us
i know some daytime shooters, lose they mind behind a n-gg-
mafioso type, i’ll rip the spine out a n-gg- (southern smoke)
on your b-tch -ss, tweetin’ to get your toe tagged
talkin’ to that b-tch while i’m feedin’ ’em to your ho -ss
bow, bow (didn’t i tell you?) bow, bow (didn’t i tell you?)
bow, bow (b-tch -ss), bow, bow
now they smell it

[post-chorus]
break you down to pieces, have you tryna put yourself together
break you down to pieces, have you tryna put yourself together (bow, bow, bow)
break you down to pieces (bow), break you down to pieces (bow)
break you down to pieces, have you tryna put yourself together

- boosie badazz lyrics

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