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Correct King Of The South Lyrics
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Correct King Of The South
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[Hook] Grew up on the country side of town Now I'm ballin' under city lights Grew up on the country side of town Now I'm ballin' under city lights King of the south, king of the south, king of the south King of the south, king of the south, king of the south Grew up on the country side of town [Verse 1] M-I crooked my nigga Do it for the south, ya'll know Born and raised where the rebel flag hang from the slaves Grew up where ya'll niggas won't go Rep that, rep that shit like I own it I did it big for my fam and my homies I got the biggest house on my block, foreign with the drop For the times I was out here homeless, God flow Time and time again I tried to tell these niggas Yo what I say to these niggas? Reebok, on tap dance, do whatever for a sack Give a lap dance bitch ass nigga Fee-fi-fo coked up 25 lighters on my dresser, ain't shit changed Rollin' in the ham sandwich on propellers lookin' like a strech I'm so clean you think I might be selling cocaine Light at the end of the tunnel When you're flexin' it's hard to be humble Talkin' fourth down, can't throw the ball to Def Jam Cause they might fumble Kick that south flow that you can't get Try to fuck the world but my dick won't fit My bitch like "KRIT, motherfuck they feelings You wanna be king, gotta claim that shit" I'm talkin' 'bout off with they heads When you put on a mink, gotta creep down stairs When you come from the country Your feet on the snakes would will make clothes out of bears I ain't playin' no games I leave with the future, you follow these lames I embody the South, the swing, the grain The trunk with the bang, the gold in their mouth [Hook] Grew up on the country side of town Now I'm ballin' under city lights Grew up on the country side of town Now I'm ballin' under city lights King of the south, king of the south, king of the south King of the south, king of the south, king of the south Grew up on the country side of town [Verse 2] Ain't no love in the coliseum This shit here been a bloodsport Keep what you kill, fuck if they live Cause everybody out here cutthroat I've been quietly waitin' Deep in my dungeon, my stomach was rumblin', my belly was achin' Everybody wanna see a monster Till they see the monster, the monster holla out, "What's shakin'?" I know what you thinking, this nigga shit, must not be stankin' He must not know better at all Titans collide, only Zeus could survive If not me bitch, who the fuck you gone call? To rain from the mountain tops Still blood stains on the leaves I don't do it for the blog spot comment box, I do it for the OGs And them country folk that can't talk that shit This ain't your curb, don't walk that bitch This ain't your porch, so keep off that shit Go find a cliff and jump off that bitch If you don't think that I'm king I done proved them wrong like twice, can't stop my fight I could murder your favorite rapper And all I get is "No way a Mississippi nigga really that nice!" Fuck em, fuck em, fuck em, fuck em, fuck em I said it six times cause it's my pleasure Say it one more time for just for good measure, fuck em Raised by the King that before me Slowly crept up and still paid dues I embody the South, the swang, the bang The soul and the pain and the blues [Hook] Grew up on the country side of town Now I'm ballin' under city lights Grew up on the country side of town Now I'm ballin' under city lights King of the south, king of the south, king of the south King of the south, king of the south, king of the south Grew up on the country side of town
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