Southern Boy lyrics

Artist  : Big Tymers 
Song : Southern Boy



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[Chorus X1 (Tateeze & Mannie Fresh):]
Beat It
Up, Beat It Up, Beat It Up Daddy
Beat It Up,
Beat It Up,
Beat It Up, Beat It Up, Beat It Up
Daddy
Beat It Up, Beat It Up,
You Know You
want this pussy
[Mannie Fresh]
Sure
Do
[Tateeze]
You know you want this
pussy
[Mannie Fresh]
Its
true
[Tateeze]
You know you want this
pussy
[Mannie Fresh]
Bring It
On
[Tateeze]
You know you want this
pussy
[Mannie Fresh]
And i'm
gone

[Verse 1 (Mannie Fresh)]
With so
much pussy on the city streets,
its kinda hard
for a pimp keepin with these freaks,
But I
tracks em' down, backs em' down, bustin they
guts,
Leave pussy so gushi, overflowin with
nuts,
I'm a hellified, superfied, pickle
slingin mack,
Dick like a stick breaking off
in your back,
Its explicit when I gets it baby
all night long,
knock your head against the
bead till the insides gone,
Give you big long
wood, beat it real good,
I ain't your man, i
ain't stan, but I wish I could,
An hour in the
shower, then on top of the dresser,
Then the
bed, give me head, and then I'm a letcha,
Ride
that pole, make you say "OH"
The sex is
incredible, the dick is like "WOAH"
Cussin,
lustin, bout to get a nut when she looked at
me,
and said

[Chorus X1 (Tateeze &
Mannie Fresh)]

[Verse 2 (Mannie Fresh &
Baby)]
I come with, TV's and DVD's in the
cars, and I
Pack a big dick down in the
drawers,
I'm the neighbourhood pickle slinger,
pain bringer
Super sick big dick, nasty ass rap
singer,
Do it baby, stick it baby, do it baby,
get it
Make that ass clap everytime that I hit
it
Now all I need, is liquor and weed,
two
dyke bitches straight down to get
g's
[Baby]
See I got it up, gotta hit it,
gotta get it,
Cuz I moved up,
Gotta split
it, gotta fit it to a magnum,
Gotta fuck it,
don't love it, I don't want none,
But you can
have some, see I played homie
Fucked the
bedspreads up, cuz I banged on it
Hit tha hoe
from the back and she sang homie
These same
ass words from the same song, the same
song

[Chorus X1 (Tateeze & Mannie
Fresh)]

[Verse 3 (Mannie Fresh)]
See
this story takes place on a late night
I was
on the lakefront trying to get some act
right
Hoe was acting funny so I had to kick
game
I said you be my queen, I be your king,
and things will never change
Now I'm just
sitting there, lookin at the beaver
Its Hairy
like Barry and its bigger than
Geneva
Something said stick my finger in it so
I did
Then came the 2, the 3, the 4, the thumb
and aww shit
I just don't believe it, how
could she concieve it
My fist, my wrist bitch,
you need to summer's eve it
Douche ya bush
black, you smell like stepback
What the fuck
is that (whoo!) tunacat
Put her out my Jag
fast, tell that bitch you get no cash
Get your
shit together shorty, clean your lil funky
ass
Been alot of places, did alot of shows,
met alot of people
fucked alot of hoes,
I

[Chorus X2 (Tateeze & Mannie Fresh)]