Down South Hustlaz

Paul Wall, Slim Thug, Young Dolph

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy ayy
Ayy, we in Houston with this shit right now
Man (Uh, huh)
Ayy, Paul paul Wall, what it
(It's Dolph) I need some rubber bands, bruh
Ayy, break that money bag
Out, Paul, what's up, bruh?

All my bitches say I'm
Dirty than a motherfucker (Uh, huh)
Pineapple Fanta and it's dirty
Than a motherfucker (Mud)
Shout out to Bun
I'm ridin' dirty than a motherfucker
(Ayy, ayy) a half a mil' in all twenties
It got blood on it
Presidential day date and it's flooded, homie
(Ayy) i just left the car lot
And spent another check (Skrrt)
Hundred band profit and I
Didn't break a sweat (Woah)
I dozed off on that drank
And almost had another wreck (Goddamn)
My lil' bitch stay mad at me
'cause I don't get no rest (Ayy, ayy)
I'm always out here chasin' money
So she get no sex (What?)
I'm in that drop-top bangin'
Screw and burnin' rubber, nigga
(Uh, huh) i'm down in Houston on that
Boss shit like Thugga, nigga
(yeah) got everything on my own
So I'm like fuck a nigga
Worldwide, 'cross the county
Stackin' Ruffles, nigga
(Paper Route Empire)

She a good girl, but lil' mama bad, though
(Uh, huh)
She got a small waist with a fat ass, though
(Woo) thirty pints of Hi Tech, they
Came in the glass, though
(Ayy, ayy) still boomin' bales of strong
Out the back door, yup

I got G's out in Memphis that'll kill for me
(That'll kill for me)
And everywhere I go, the hood still love me
(Thugga)
'Cause Thugga is a hustler, Thugga is a boss
(Huh) thugga made it through them droughts
On that nasty North (You see me)
Me and Paul still tippin'
Sippin' with that Dolph
Got 'em ridin' red fours, breakin' boys off
(Hah) kottonmouth kush blunts back to back
(Back to back) nowadays, ridin' Rolls
But still keep a clean 'Lac (yeah)
Thank God every day, I ain't gotta sell packs
(Thank God) i ain't tryna see the feds
I like my bed where it's at (Hah)
Countin' these stacks like I'm
Gettin' platinum plaques
Livin' that boss life
Breakin' hoes like the mack (Thugga)

She a good girl, but lil' mama bad, though
(Uh, huh)
She got a small waist with a fat ass, though
(Woo) thirty pints of Hi Tech, they
Came in the glass, though
(Ayy, ayy, pour it up)
Still boomin' bales of strong
Out the back door
(Slab God, Paul Wall) , yup

No nuts mean no money (No money)
No money, you must be a dummy (Be a dummy)
No dummy, that's a fifth wheel (Fifth wheel)
It's only March, but this my fifth grill
(Fifth grill)
Packin' the steel, chasin' the mil'
Workin' the wheel, yeah, I'm the man (Man)
Make me a ticket and fuck it all off
I'm codeine and bronze and kush 'cause I can
(Can)
Chain with the charm cost seventy grand
(Grand)
Trunk with the bang, it sound like a band
(Band)
Whenever I pass, heads turn like a fan (Fan)
Pardon your girl, I know she a fan
(I know she a fan)
On lean with a Xan' (On lean with a Xan')
Backwood packed with three to four grams
(Three to four grams) thumbin' through money
Got codeine sweatin' out all of my glands
(All of my glands) oil change
This new drank just ain't the same (Nah)
Scopin' out boppers long range
But not for profit, they chasin' fame

She a good girl, but lil' mama bad, though
(Uh, huh)
She got a small waist with a fat ass, though
(Woo) thirty pints of Hi Tech, they
Came in the glass, though
(Ayy, ayy) still boomin' bales of strong
Out the back door, yup
(16 Zips)

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Auf welchen Alben wurde das Lied “Down South Hustlaz” von Young Dolph veröffentlicht?
Young Dolph hat das Lied auf den Alben “16 Zips” im Jahr 2015 und “Down South Hustlaz” im Jahr 2015 veröffentlicht.
Wer hat das Lied “Down South Hustlaz” von Young Dolph komponiert?
Das Lied “Down South Hustlaz” von Young Dolph wurde von Paul Wall, Slim Thug, Young Dolph komponiert.

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