Chorus: Comin' Up Comin' Down, That G in H-Town, South Bound as I clown, Come around blaze a pound (x4) First Verse: Well let me jump in this funk
[Chorus:] Comin' Up Comin' Down, That G in H-Town, South Bound as I clown, Come around blaze a pound [x4] [First Verse:] Well let me jump in this funk
you playing? I'm saying I will never ever let you live this down, down, down Yo, I done copped Tims, lived in Linz's kid, Armani suits Fresh fruits, vally boots, and Benzs Countin' up
Ha-ha-ha.. [ VERSE 2 ] I'm in the South Park, peepin out the territory So I'm rentin out the backside Finna set up shop just like in every story And
on the track 1, 2, 1, 2 1, 2, 1, 2 Break your motha fuckin' back 1, 2, 1, 2 Ah yo, yo My lyric is 8 ball, batter up play ball Fuck ya'll analog, niggas, we be digital Subliminal comin
, all my ladies to tha flo' Handle it, ladies, back it up Gettin' crunk up in tha club We gets low, oh Southern-style, get wild, old skools comin' down
wanna fly south Soarin' to the next block You bed not park in the place Where the sign says ain't no park Gonna make me come outside And have to lay down
Orleans, Texas and back down If ya real, ya real, if ya ain't, ya ain't Me and Black like big Shaq in the paint We do it from Cleveland to Oakland Down
ticket Move down South 'cuz the town is wild Now the radio jocks wanna clown my style I raised too many rappers you support Ask 'em who they grew up
hoover blue. Whats up to them bloods, its a whole nation. Gangsta ass niggas thug niggas on vacation. Suckas go home, my click still strong. Im comin down
on bo'" [Bun B] Comin down grippin grain, diamonds up against the wood Tops drop, blades chop, trunk is popped, I'm lookin good Swangin down the boulevard
, Dirty South baby, Ludacris Shout to Shaka Zulu, my man Shawn Taylor It's goin' down Yeah, Funk Flex, Volume Fo' Disturbin' the peace, Def Jam South
on the block like block Throw your hood up, throw your hood up Let it drop! [Verse 8: Grimm] A Cadillac driver, up and down the slab maine Cousin, man
South in ya mouth, put the South in ya mouth Put the South in ya mouth, put the South in ya mouth Put the South in ya mouth, put the South in ya mouth
northbound bitches I'm talkin about the bitches down south You can find em in the 50's all the way to Grandview You can get em up in Overland Park and
Kool Keith Way before down South (Way before down South) Hip hop in Chicago (Hip hop in Chicago) Rap on the West coast (Rap on the West, rap on the West
afraid to bust I have no fear, afraid of what And in five beers I'm comin' up Fools talk real loud but don't run up When we come through they'd run it up
.A., down south) (Yo, yo college park) And if you never been down south before (Get up, get up) We 'bout to show ya all how we ridin' (Get up, get up)