Big Boi feat. Pimp C & Gucci Mane – In The South Lyrics

(Chorus – Pimp C)
They wanna what’s going on in the South
Now tell that bi**h to keep my name up out ya mouth

(Verse 1 – Gucci Mane)
Two rollers at the same time, I’m too cool
Gucci, is you loco cause that motherf**ker Crip blue
Suwu, Bentley and the…Suwu too
And I know two jewels, eat a cage like it’s fast food
I ball a T-rex on these ni**as cause life’s cruel
My jewels so cold that you might get the slight flu
Bird’s eye….looking down at the little dudes
And if I had to push a ni**a, I rob you
You wanna see me…24 just like cop do
You hate from the sideline, that’s what yo job to
Gang mentality, I think like the mob do
Police brutality, I’m scrub like a cop, fool
My dope boy do numbers just like my shows do
My main bi**h rolling for me just like my hoes do
These s**kers say they coming from where cook me soul food
I’m out, Swishahouse, and I pull up with a trunk full

(Chorus – Pimp C)
They wanna what’s going on in the South, in the South
They wanna what’s going on in the South, in the South
In the South, in the South, in the, in the South, South
Now tell that bi**h to keep my name up out ya mouth
They wanna what’s going on in the South, in the South
They wanna what’s going on in the South, in the South
In the South, in the South, in the, in the South, South
Now tell that bi**h to keep my name up out ya mouth

(Verse 2 – Big Boi)
Even though the radio refused to give us airplay
Bump this shit in your Cadillac, your cutlass or box Chevy
Knock it down like OKC, why?
There ain’t no ni**a on ya playlist fucking with a  A-list ni**a like B
I-G B-O-I, why?
Effortlessly fly, I
Tend to overthink when I ink these bars but y’all ni**as don’t even try
Ball till you fall or your homies die
Pour out a little liquor, let one in the sky
Don’t cry, let the dubs do that when the guns go brrrp
Now that’s what we call the…like true that
They wanna what’s going on in the South, in the South
A ni**a kick back at the house with my flipflops on
Got an ounce on the couch, blow a bag
Crack her jaw open, we all smoking
And some of us even taking shots going in
Jello, Tito’s, white Hennessy, that brown liquor ain’t yo friend
My G we know

(Chorus – Pimp C)
What’s going on in the South, in the South
They wanna what’s going on in the South, in the South
In the South, in the South, in the, in the South, South
Now tell that bi**h to keep my name up out ya mouth
They wanna what’s going on in the South, in the South
They wanna what’s going on in the South, in the South
In the South, in the South, in the, in the South, South
Now tell that bi**h to keep my name up out ya mouth

(Bridge – Pimp C and Big Boi)
Big Chevy’s bending corners, speakers bumping
Yeah we make a scene
We dirty, dirty in yo ear, pistol clip
Yeah, we got what you need
Big Chevy’s bending corners, speakers bumping
Yeah we make a scene
They wanna what’s going on in the South, in the South
We dirty, dirty in yo’ ear, pistol clip
Yeah, we got what you need
Now tell that bitch to keep my name up out ya mouth
Call, call, call, call me Daddy Fat Sax
Call, call, call, call me Daddy Fat Sax
Call, call, call, call me Daddy Fat Sax

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