Doin It In The South Lyrics by Cool Breeze

Doin It In The South Lyrics

    [cool breeze]
    Just like when we first came up
    I didn't think that we would ever flip a hundred bucks
    But we put our heads together and we locked it down
    Got clientel and new faces coming around
    The first thing we asked is would they put in dirt
    If they say that they gone give names we give em some work
    Now anybody coming by that want more than two
    Put the strap in their face, we check em for that boot
    You see the money is gone come in chunks
    When the folks who wanna race scream five on ones
    Now when the work at the top tells you the money has dropped
    Make the customer walk back through the parking lot
    Never take a loss is what we were taught
    We never though for once that we'd ever get caught
    We were making stacks of money ever since we was young.
    The first freshmans to attend the prom

    [chorus x2]

    That money (that money)
    Keep making it (keep making it)
    That's how we do it (that's how we do it)
    In the south (in the south)

    [verse 2]
    Just like when we first fell out
    How you give the other side all that clout
    You should've listened when i told you they was calling your bluff
    They never got jacked they was smoking your stuff
    But you insist on acting like you kicking some game
    And then you go and wonder why we call you lame
    You never used to listen to your folks in the past
    You were just too quick to put your foot on the gas
    Don't ever tell nobody where you keep your stack
    They dig this dirty out and they won't come back
    Didn't you moma ever tell you not to open your mouth
    Unless you know for sure you dropped some money that house

    [chorus x2]

    [verse 3]
    Just like when we first got popped
    Now which one of ya'll went and called the cops
    Before the folks took us in they questioned all our words
    Somebody singing like a mockingbird
    You said you told them what? man how you gone speak?
    The whole click three time felon repeats
    They caught us with a rolex full of d's and a brand new benz
    I gotta look like this the only way i feed my kids
    We goin down and ain't nuttin to say
    But be back serving them up everyday
    You lcould've been a lawyer the way you had to cop that plea
    Man you was just like a brother to me

    [chorus to fade]

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