Lil Keke - Southside With Me lyrics

[Intro - spoken] What, young Don BMS Guess who's back, guess who's back? x4 [Hook - sung (singer unknown)] Candy slab with wood grain, white guts Acting bad for them things, get buck Do you want to Southside with me? Do you want to Southside with me? Candy slab with wood grain, white guts Acting bad for them things, get buck Do you want to Southside with me? Do you want to Southside with me? [Verse 1: Lil' Keke] It's the wood grain gripper, retired pie flipper Twenty inch dipper with women on his zipper The freestyle king, yeah, the freestyle man Freestyle from H-Town to the Miami sand Have you ever seen a gangster with the city on lock? Southside representing, steady punching a clock And I never leave home without the jet-black heater Riding up on a slab, chromed out 2-seater The whole world waiting, broke boys be hating I be ice skating, rushing like Walter Payton With something to slide to, the hoe just follow You looking for a 'G', lil' mama, then go on, holler Rolling and strolling and holding, 'cause I'm a factor Lil' Keke, the Don, certified, a bad actor Get paid on mics 'cause ain't nothing for free And we can rock and roll, baby, on the South with me Come on [Hook - sung (singer unknown)] Candy slab with wood grain, white guts Acting bad for them things, get buck Do you want to Southside with me? Do you want to Southside with me? Candy slab with wood grain, white guts Acting bad for them things, get buck Do you want to Southside with me? Do you want to Southside with me? [Verse 2: Lil' Keke] I keep the Glock handy 'cause boys can't stand me Draped and dripped out, you know we still riding candy Let the top down and they sh** out of luck 'Cause I'm a come through knocking, breaking concrete up You know I mastered the game, they can't do it like Ke' Got all these little n***as trying to rap like me I hit the stage on fire, put the place into flames I be smoking purple haze but I'm Texas-raised We used to rap it, drop it, you know they can't stop it When Screw hit the tables, he mix it and chop it Houston style, you know, that's how the South does it The young Don touch it, the public, they love it I wreck it, write it, recite it, spit it Chickens and OG's, them thugs go get it The place off the chain, man, wherever I be And you can rock and roll, baby, on the South with me [Hook - sung (singer unknown)] Candy slab with wood grain, white guts Acting bad for them things, get buck Do you want to Southside with me? Do you want to Southside with me? Candy slab with wood grain, white guts Acting bad for them things, get buck Do you want to Southside with me? Do you want to Southside with me? [Verse 3: Young Zay] Uh oh, look, look You acting bad, this is gon' make them things get buck Michael Jordans on slabs when [?] pull up I'm jumping out, I got the South on my back 'Cause 97.9% of these rappers is wack Air Force Ones on, look like I [?] for the [?] Young team, stay young, I recruit for the game Do what you do, claim what you claim Things that I got will make the game change Trunk opened up, I'll make the lane change Mane, it's a Southside thing I'll bring flames so hot, we melt you haters Watch made from a game, looking lame, next to my Jacob's I'm that South coast, get it, with Ke' and Young Zay Hating on the Southside, it's gon' be a long day Teams and grown mens-es, Benzes on chokers Candies on everything, yes, Jerry Springer or Oprah Call Cleo, ask about this young heat holder For 2.99 a minute, she'll tell you the game's over Southside! [Hook - sung (singer unknown)] x2 Candy slab with wood grain, white guts Acting bad for them things, get buck Do you want to Southside with me? Do you want to Southside with me? Candy slab with wood grain, white guts Acting bad for them things, get buck Do you want to Southside with me? Do you want to Southside with me?