Down South - Down South lyrics

(- You're a newcomer, you can't just barge in here And expect to change things, that's unheard of - Well, it's not unheard of where I come from) Here come the hicks, the hicks are comin Here come the hicks, the hicks are comin Here come the hicks, the hicks are comin Here come the hiiiicks [ Shawn J-Period ] Oh I'll be goddamned I guess I be the hick representin the bamas The brothas and fly mama jamas With the southern drawl ([edited] you soft) Come down with that frame of mind and get those [edited] chopped off We got hatchets, timbers and sawmills for lumber Mosquitos in the summer, your girl [edited] my cucumber It's garden fresh, I pump that gas like I was at Hess Look at those [edited] comin out the woods [ Soda Pop ] It's the hicks that roll thick Advancin frame by frame like a motion picture flick In the past you ( ? ) in my parts But don't come in these parts, yo, I'm callin on my horses Tie one leg to Betsy, the other to Ikey Whip both horses, now you're split down the seams And taken out back by a real hillbilly Yo, the [edited] come off it And many don't know where my country funk comes from You need to check history, seems there's a mystery So check this view from way down yonder in the paw-paw patch The brother chewed redman tabacco and snuff from Kodiak I reckon their gums must be rotten Now you know country [edited] ain't all about pickin cotton [ Soda Pop ] This is a hoedown like 150 proof Watch your back while I take a toot While we're moonshinin and drinkin corn liquor If you drink some more, it put some hair on that chest Because the vibe down here is real Take you five miles out, you forget that from-the-hood deal And many claim the south is bein corny But nah don't send mail, send your girl because I'm horny Like Gang Starr said - Yo, I'll always respond Word is bond, I come on and on Cause I'll stalk ya from a tree or below And you could easily vanish by a shot from my arrow Who would know, I'll plant that a** and watch it grow And there ain't no comin back like suede Pumas or afros [ Shawn J-Period ] Who drunk all the Kool-Aid? Yo, you must be out of your mind Country black folks don't drink no damn Country Thyme What you thinkin, we run the hills just like David Dinkins Rollin the gra**, watchin summer pa** Neighbor please, down upon your knees and gimme 20 It could make for good love but your girl gives me plenty I had too much tits Cause I know a brother that'll chop your finger off and have it fried with some grits Oh howdy partner, you called Judge Wapner for support But this ain't no time for People's Court As you're sittin in a cauldron, water 'round you boilin Some are spared the rod but some children needed scoldin So get yo monkey ( ? ) I'm a cannibal, but now you know You shoulda went to Fresno Whatever, long gone and good rid's, don't come back Cause country hicks and bamas don't be playin that