Haystak - Keep It Southern lyrics

Stop, stop, stop.... Look but don't touch it If ya rub up against it I hope that you don't scuff it now [x3] (Stop, stop, stop, stop...) I keep a sack of that sticky icky A chrome nine millie wit me A guy to watch my back Incase somebody try to 50 Cent me You either represent me Or your up against me Where I'm from They let loose until the clips is empty Tennessee, I'm from that volunteer state Where when people get to drinkin' The violence just escalate We got young a** boys, drivin' Escalades We whippin' Caprice's the color of lemonade So much pearl, that them b**hes look laminated Pa** by your girl, the b**hes look captivated Roll my eyes, at the broads and accelerated I got indicted And these haters 'round here celebrated Show me a hole in the wall and a microphone We get 'em riled up, in here things get thrown Ornery, thats the way we roll Rock northern California, the same as home Now come on Pumpin' is nothin' they scufflin' Pushin' and shovin' they love it When we get it crunk in this mothaf**a (We keep it southern) Pull up in front and we bumpin' Pumpin' the brakes and we stuntin' Tryin' to get into something (We keep it southern now) Pumpin' is nothin' they scufflin' Pushin' and shovin' they love it When we get it crunk in this mothaf**a (We keep it southern) Pull up in front and we bumpin' Pumpin' the brakes and we stuntin' Tryin' to get into something (We keep it southern boy) Big booty white broads, who she in the H-2? Comin' through the drive thru Sittin' on them (ohh uhhoo's) Hippie starch, Timberlands with the matching jacket I got that automatic, hate to have to cap a f*ggot Blowin' big I'm on the scene spendin' ma**ive cabbage Catch me in traffic and transit Cause I be mashin' damn it Imagine your hustle, amplified by twenty times No time to sleep, it's a continuous grind An in the street grindin' Like a motherf**in' pepper shaker Rollin' like a 18 wheeler (breaker, breaker) I eat fader faker, like Waltor Payton leave 'em shook Got the law tryna hit me with the book (Ha Ha) We roll up, like cigarillos, six figure fellows b**hes be like hello, haters be like hell no Southern girls keep it shakin' like some jello Get off in the mix And your subject will catch an elbow Pumpin' is nothin' they scufflin' Pushin' and shovin' they love it When we get it crunk in this mothaf**a (We keep it southern) Pull up in front and we bumpin' Pumpin' the brakes and we stuntin' Tryin' to get into something (We keep it southern now) Pumpin' is nothin' they scufflin' Pushin' and shovin' they love it When we get it crunk in this mothaf**a (We keep it southern) Pull up in front and we bumpin' Pumpin' the brakes and we stuntin' Tryin' to get into something (We keep it southern boy) Down south money getters All go no stop Broads treat my pocket Like the center of a blow pop We don't smoke sacks Naw boy we blow crops Hit the mute bu*ton boy [siren] Don't you see those damn cops? Heads bobbin' up and down Gone on that stupid juice Lookin' for a reason we can act a fool, sup fool? f** you, duck dude he's got a gun Try not to fall You get stomped when everybody run I holla hey lil mama you the right height right width Is that your girlfriend I'm into that bi sh** I've been addicted since the first time I tried it The sight of them tongues touchin' gets me excited Stack mack baby, ain't a glitch in my game Vaginas begin to glisten when you mention my name And I don't drink champagne, but I'll buy some And bust a bottle on a b**h if he try somethin' Tell that boy! Now... Stop, stop, stop.... Look but don't touch it If ya rub up against it I hope that you don't scuff it now [x3] (Stop, stop, stop, stop...) Pumpin' is nothin' they scufflin' Pushin' and shovin' they love it When we get it crunk in this mothaf**a (We keep it southern) Pull up in front and we bumpin' Pumpin the brakes and we stuntin' Tryin' to get into something (We keep it southern now) Pumpin' is nothin' they scufflin' Pushin' and shovin' they love it When we get it crunk in this mothaf**a (We keep it southern) Pull up in front and we bumpin' Pumpin' the brakes and we stuntin' Tryin' to get into something (We keep it southern boy)