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Lyrics for SOUTHERN HOSPATALITY by Ludacris:



Artist:Ludacris
No album artwork found
Album:Unknown
Track:SOUTHERN HOSPATALITY
 
Date Added:18/10/2007
Views:102
 
Lyrics:Verse 1

Ah
Cadillac grills
Cadillac bills
Check out the oil

My Cadillac spills
Matter of fact
Candy Paint
Cadillac kills
So
check out the hoes my Cadillac fills
20 inch wide
20 inch high
Hold on to my 20
inch ride
20 inch thighs make 20 inch eyes
Hoping for American 20 inch pies

Pretty ass clothes
Pretty ass toes
Oh how I love these pretty ass hoes
Pretty
ass high class anything goes
Catch them in the club throwing pretty ass bows
Long John
draws
Long John stalls
Any stank puss
Makes my long John Pause
Women on
the cell making long John Calls
And if they like to juggle get long John?s balls


Chorus

All my players in the house that could ride the bar
And the
balling ass niggas with the candy car
If you a pimp and you know you don?t love them hoes

Then when you get on the floor
(Nigga throw them bows)
All my women in the
house if you chasing cash
And you got some big titties with a batchin ass
With your
fly ass boots or your open toes
When you get on the floor
(Nigga throw them bows)


Verse 2

Dirty south mind blown
Dirty south bread
Cat
fish fired up dity south fish
Sleeping in a cockpick dirty south bed
Dirty south girls

Give me dirty south head
Hand me down flip flops
Hand me down socks
Hand
me down drug dealers
Hand me down rocks
Hand me down a fiftty pack
Switch a
sweet box
And goodfella rich nigga hand me down stocks
Mouth full of platinum

Mouth full of gold
40 glock cal
Keep your mouth on hold
Lie through your teeth

You could find your mouth cold
And rip out your tongue cause
What your mouth
told
Sweat for the lemonade
Sweat for the tea
Sweat from the hot sauce

Sweat from the bleed
You could sweat from a burn in a third degree
And if you sweat in
your sleep
Then you sweat from me

Chorus

All my players in the
house that could ride the bar
And the balling ass niggars with the candy car
If you a
pimp and you know you don?t love them hoes
Then when you get on the floor
(Nigga throw
them bows)
All my women in the house if you chasing cash
And you got some big titties
with a batchin ass
With your fly ass boots or your open toes
When you get on the floor

(Nigga throw them bows)

Verse 3

Hit by stars
Hit by
cars
Drunk off the liquor
Getting hit by bars
Keep your gun close
Cause
she hit by far
Hit by the neptunes
Hit by guitars
Afro picks
Afro chicks

I let my soul blow
From my afro dick
Grab it out the hat
Pulling afro
tricks
Afro America
Afro dick
Overall country
Overall cheese

Overall doja
We overall clean
Southern hospitality
Or overall mean

Overall triple
Overall beans
Thugged out niggas
Wearing thugged out chains

Thugged out blocks
Playing thugged out games
All black tinted up
Thugged
out range
BTP stay doing thugged out things

Chorus

All my
players in the house that could ride the bar
And the balling ass niggas with the candy car

If you a pimp and you know you don?t love them hoes
Then when you get on the floor

(Nigga throw them bows)
All my women in the house if you chasing cash
And you
got some big titties with a batchin ass
With your fly ass boots or your open toes
When
you get on the floor
(Nigga throw them bows)
All my players in the house that could
ride the bar
And the balling ass niggars with the candy car
If you a pimp and you know
you don?t love them hoes
Then when you get on the floor
(Nigga throw them bows)

All my women in the house if you chasing cash
And you got some big titties with a batchin ass

With your fly ass boots or your open toes
When you get on the floor
(Nigga
throw them bows)
All my players in the house that could ride the bar
And the balling
ass niggars with the candy car
If you a pimp and you know you don?t love them hoes

Then when you get on the floor
(Nigga throw them bows)
All my women in the house if
you chasing cash
And you got some big titties with a batchin ass
With your fly ass
boots or your open toes
When you get on the floor
( Nigga throw them bows)
All
my players in the house that could ride the bar
And the balling ass niggars with the candy
car
If you a pimp and you know you don?t love them hoes
Then when you get on the floor

(Nigga throw them bows)
All my women in the house if you chasing cash
And you
got some big titties with a batchin ass
With your fly ass boots or your open toes
When
you get on the floor
(Nigga throw them bows)
 
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