David Banner - Mississippi lyrics

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David Banner - Mississippi lyrics

[David Banner] Know what I'm talkin bout Yeah, Mississippi mothaf**a, (Newton County) What I live and die for (Scott County) Ball for the kids (Simpson County) Know what I'm talkin 'bout n***as out here flashin' and ballin' and sh** (Lincoln County) know what I'm talkin' 'bout I'm supposed to be so f**in' hard f**in' rebel flags still flyin' (what's dis sh**) (Delta) f**er! (Coast), some hoes [Chorus: David Banner] We from a place (Where them boys still pimpin' them hoes) We from a place (Cadillacs still ridin' on vogues) We from a place (And my soul still don't feel free) Where a flag means more than me (Mississippi!) We from a place (Where them boys still pimpin' them hoes) We from a place (Cadillacs still ridin' on vogues) We from a place (And my soul still don't feel free) Where a flag means more than me [David Banner] Still ridin' Cadillacs Still bump in the back Mothaf**as talk sh**, but we still in the hood Mississippi in this thang, pinky rang in my hand, peanut bu*ter top (Lovin' wood) Crackas only come to buy crack and cracka cops only come to bust n***as who sell that We from a place where they scream: "Pimp a ho! Pimp a ho!" We from a place where they still (Drop them bows! Drop them bows!) We from a place where yo grandmama still showin' you love And we still eatin' chicken in the club, b**h! [Chorus: David Banner] We from a place (Where them boys still pimpin' them hoes) We from a place (Cadillacs still ridin' on vogues) We from a place (And my soul still don't feel free) Where a flag means more than me (Mississippi!) We from a place (Where them boys still pimpin' them hoes) We from a place (Cadillacs still ridin' on vogues) We from a place (And my soul still don't feel free) Where a flag means more than me [David Banner] (We from a place) Where Medger Evers live and Medger Evers died (We from a place) What we chokin' on sticky green to get high (We from a place) Where ya used to come in the summertime Now y'all don't mention us in ya rhyme, we kin folk Yeah we broke, some talk with a drawl, but b**h we ball runnin through with two tecs screamin, "f** all y'all!" We from a place where da rebel flag still ain't burnin' new schools, but the black kids still ain't learnin' about sh**! But hit da streets and learn to pimp on a b**h (Five-oh!) Aw, sh**, throw yo crack in the ditch! And y'all n***a run, y'all n***a run like Forrest Gump They got pumps and them crooked cops love to dump in Mississippi [Chorus: David Banner] We from a place (Where them boys still pimpin' them hoes) We from a place (Cadillacs still ridin' on vogues) We from a place (And my soul still don't feel free) Where a flag means more than me (Mississippi!) We from a place (Where them boys still pimpin' them hoes) We from a place (Cadillacs still ridin' on vogues) We from a place (And my soul still don't feel free) Where a flag means more than me [Sing] 601, 601 Crooked letter, crooked letter Ohhhhhhh, Mississippi! Mississippi, ohhhhhhh! Wave ya hands from side to side 601, represent where you from You don't want none Mississippi... 601 The place we're froooooooom!! Mississippi! 601 Say 601! 601! Mississippi... Mississippi... but how to pimp a b**h but how to flip a b**h n***a get rich.. diggin' in a ditch Smoke weed like this f** with me, n***as wish Mississippi... [David Banner] Hell yeah, Mississippi, you know what I'm talkin' 'bout The home of the blues, the dirtiest part of the south You know what I'm talkin' 'bout The place where you get them fish and them criss muh-f**a Yeah.. you know what I'm talkin' 'bout The Delta, motherf**a Cotton, you know what I'm talkin bout We 'bout to free the slaves, b**h! where yo' grandmama from, n***a You ol' one generation moved away slave-a** booty-f** a**, gank-a**, punk-a**, b*tch! Haha Now come on back home, get you somethin' to eat Punk a** n***a, it's all good

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