Adam WarRock - Memphis House Party Romp lyrics

[Verse 1: Adam WarRock] It's me Rapping on the beat While I'm napping in between Trying to have something to eat 'til you're clapping in the streets While you're tapping on your feet Then I'm blasting with the heat In the land of the free Home of the brave Memphis Tenny's where I stay And I lays my head down At the end of the day Where the blues still plays in the hood Just a block away In the distance you can hear the ak's spray Hey hey Don't talk trash 'cause I love this city if you had to ask From the zoo where the talkers are a part of that And I've lived here for years and I never got car-jacked Hard facts: the economy s**s And a part of me's stuck Trying to stack the bucks In fact or the fact that Ten bucks and up to get drunk And spend a little time with my buds What? Where the cat fish is fried And an afghan's required Cause it's messy in the summertime Summer rat; this southern hat The suffering succotash Then tell me where my sisters and brothers at? We're probably getting drunk down at the cove Or any of the parks where we usually go In the 9-0-1 that's the area code And if you don't know player, now ya know Whoa That's the way that we do it in the little south Gets wild, so keep the little children out I love chicks, that run their little wicked mouth I make the hits, that turn and freak the party out No doubt, I am a southern gentleman Reppin' just a little better then 'cause I'm better man Yeah, so let the music play on And blast the radio stay calm Peace