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  • Текст песни Big K.R.I.T. - Cool 2 Be Southern

    Исполнитель: Big K.R.I.T.
    Название песни: Cool 2 Be Southern
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    [Intro]
    We make it cool to be southern

    [Verse 1]
    Okay I'm straight up off my grandmama porch
    Hollywood now, I took the southernized approach
    Collard green pockets but I southern fried the flow
    Candied yam drop with some cornbread to throw
    Play some (?) shit, keep the dank lit
    We swang whips old schools like my paw-paw
    You can't get
    Now which motherfuckers said that we can't pimp?
    I hit ditches like switches, before the paint flip
    I can't be faded
    The heart of king born in the 1980's
    For real, you never see a nigga like me lately
    Debonair, never scared, Fred Astaire when I carry a cadence
    Refrain for being lame, ho
    I got a surefire way to give the game what it came for
    A third coast nigga still bustin, stop frontin' motherfucker

    [Hook]
    We make it cool to be southern
    I'm talking about the dirty south, folks with the grills in mouth
    We make it cool to be southern
    Everybody wanna ball nowadays, but don't nobody wanna get paid
    We make it cool to be southern
    Get down if you wanna, crackin' seals, blowin' some mari-j-uana
    We make it cool to be southern
    Return of 4eva all day, them country people feel what I say
    We make it cool to be southern

    [Verse 2]
    Let me take you down this country road
    Country flow, country foe, country fire
    24's on the Caddy, type savvy
    My paper ways never fade, I got 'em from my grand daddy
    Old school, so smooth
    The type of fresh that you can comb through
    Or you can cut it with a butter knife
    And spread it on the brain of a dame for some change
    But that's only if you cut it right
    Off top my drop, rims chop, no cops, drink pop
    Lord knows I ain't seen it with my
    Green lit, grain grip, bad bitch on my tip
    And when she tell me, lord knows she don't mean it
    I been this way since I was knee high
    To a grasshopper gettin' money in my Levis
    I mean my genes, Pine-Sol clean
    Bird's eye view with my frame on lean

    [Hook]

    [Bridge]
    Get down, get down, get down with it
    I'm talking about the dirty south, folks with the grills in mouth
    I make it cool to be southern
    Return to 4eva all day, them country people feel what I say

    [Hook]
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