You're Everything

It's that candy paint, '84's, belts and buckles, chrome and grill

Leather seat, stitch and tuck, TV screens and wooden wheels

Suede roof, neon lights, Vogue tire swang and bang

Tops drop, blades chop, fifth wheel just hanging, man

White T's, fitted hats, Jordans under Dickies

That Swisher sweet, cigarillos filled up with the sticky

The fifteens bamming and the bass kick-kicking

Cadillac doors slamming on them po-po's tipping

We ain't tripping, just flipping, these haters dip when they see us

'Cause they could never beat us, best us or be us

I'm a G that's a genius, best to just respect my thugging, man

It's the South, ain't nothing above it and that's why I love it, man

For real

You're everything I knew

Oh yeah, do what you want me to

I will do anything

Get on my knees for you

Ooh, baby

What else is there to do?

I don't know, I don't know but I'll cry

Pray at night when you selling white

Got one key, tryna sell it twice

Yellow stones all in my shit, yellow bones all on my dick

Honeycomb, I call my crib, money long, that's on my kids

R.I.P. to my uncle Chad, UGK, you can't fuck with that

**** fake, they hate candy paint

And all the paper that your partner make

Shaking dice like a face of life, champagne just ain't tasting right

Haterade, they Gatorade, look at these seats, they gator made

Friend or foe, **** never know, never know when you finna blow

Dudes scraping the curb, dipping, sipping some syrup

Fingers blistered, twisting Swishers, Pimp died and it hurt

But I handle my issue, I got several pistols

That won't whistle, missiles knocking gristle from fatty tissue

Mississippi's my home, till I die and I'm gone

I know I put it on my back, held that bitch up alone

With no label backing, pride split into fractions

I hit the ocean on peggy busting back at the cracking

Y'all scared

You're everything I knew

Oh yeah, do what you want me to

I will do anything

Get on my knees for you

Ooh baby

What else is there to do?

I don't know, I don't know but I'll cry

Let's talk about Pimp C, Bun B, Eightball, MJG

Big Boi, Dre 3000, Scarface, Willie D

T.I.P., Young Jeezy, Birdman, Lil Weezy

Trick Daddy, Young Buck, SoSoDef, Jermaine Dupri

J Prince, Rap-A-Lot, Juicy J, DJ Paul

Slim Thug, Lil Keke, Chamillionaire, Paul Wall

We all different but we all rep the same thing

God first, family then money in the South, man

They call me Pimp Tyte , MJG

The Dirty South is everything I want, everything I need

Everything I'm longing for, when I'm outta town

Gotta get home just for

Everything that I been raised to love

The wisdom my grandmama gave to us

Racial profiling, police harassment, regular days to us

You say door, we say do'

You say four, we say fo'

You say whore, we say hoe

You want more but we want mo'

What else is there left for me to do?

This the dedication from me to you

The South, I know you're gonna see me through

So until I die I wanna be with you, you're everything

You're everything I knew

Oh yeah, do what you want me to

I will do anything

Get on my knees for you

Ooh, baby

What else is there to do?

I don't know, I don't know

But I'll cry