Down South Lyrics - Singles - Akinyele

(akinyele) - hook 

You I'm from new york 

And connected with my down south niggas 

Here this year 

My nigga rap bone came to tear the club up 

Yo my nigga chock came to tear the club up 

My nigga joelle came to tear the club up 

And this shit here should get all the thugs up 

It's for (the money makers) 

What (the booty shakers) 

Yea (my real niggas) 

And fuck who (the playa haters) 

Yea (the move fakers) 

Ha (the immitaters) 

Yo this is for who (the money makers) 

Yea (the booty shakers) 

Ha (my real niggas) 

Yo and fuck who (the playa haters) 

Yea (the move fakers) 

And the motherfucking (immitaters) 

(rap bone) 

Now where I'm from these niggas dobn't pimp they pro 

Nautica shirts game hats 

And nice sweats 

And litle niggas got through the mall like packs of wild animals 

Anticipating the showdown 

In my town 

Pretty (? ) bitches get fucked 

Then they stock just drop 

They rpops go bankrupt 

So tell me who's pimping heartless 

From jacksonville to charlotte 

I got some (? ) goddesses 

On our twenty, many 

A late lonely night 

We coming back from some hype shit 

Like freaknik 

Possibly daytona 

Chilling with hook dogs 

Smelling the aroma 

Drinking wine, from 1989 

I'm blinding in the dinette set 

And let the sunlight shine 

Making vows to remain for ill and tight 

Throughout all space and time 

So from here to 19 ninety something 

My word is as money 

I hate to hear my real niggas hungry 

So I'm going to represent with my shit 

And hit the public 

All types of angles 

Strangling niggas 

With electric car wire 

And calling out the frauds like we fucking on fire 

Hook 

(chock) 

Now most chicks get they back blown 

When I let my act roll 

Conference on a track phone 

I chock and rap bone 

Joelle will pack chrome 

All through your back zone 

And I'm no thug 

But will still aim at your black dome 

And bust you 

In a honda or if I need to augusta 

You bet we going to get crunk 

We pressure in a trunk 

When I catch second hand from your dank whenyou flame your skunk 

Then take all your bank in the game we tunk 

I'm drunk, I guzzle vs, in a bubble gs 

All chrome double bs 

So on top look like a brother with ds 

Down syndrome 

But if you want to find me come around wisdom 

How do I say this calmly 

You a clown kid son 

And you need a check up so go get a papshmere 

And if stripped to my wear 

I'd have two gats bare 

Only a few cats clear 

On how I do that there 

(joelle) 

I wreck yous down like molecules 

When I play them fools 

I'm just that little nast nigga 

With the ladies sneaking on the jewels 

The voice is calm 

But my words are strong 

Like hurricanes 

I might spit 

A little cum shit 

But it won't stop me from doing my thang 

I maintain 

When I slangs 

>from my native land 

Upstate south cleve west anderson 

It's unexpected 

They expect it just the same 

Just get in line 

Like carolina's in the (? ? ) 

We can't be wrong 

Growing up down here 

You didn't worry about no ride or no high priced gear 

You got to boogy say boogy 

Rode in like a champ 

Wearing fake gold chain and no shirt is how we pimp 

On all sides 

The north south east and the west 

To niggas got keys got pain got fresh 

Fresh went to dope 

And dope went to fat 

Next thing you know the fools are busting all the gats 

Except the parts 

So you had to deal before dark 

Smoking weed in the club 

They don't dance they just just party 

Drinking cold malt liquor 

Country ass niggas 

Booty shaking 

Shake 

To make them asses move quicker 

I picture that 

We dirty like floor mats 

Ride in the sports coupes big jeeps fly 

Hook 

(akinyele) 

I go down south to bust a nut 

On a down south slut 

Look her in the face and tell her girl I want to fuuuuuck 

She be like shiiiiiit 

There ak-nel go with that new york diiiiiiick 

Here take a liiick 

I beginning grinning 

Cause I'm ready to hit it up 

(? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ) 

Point to the light 

She be like 

I going to go flick it up 

I'm gorilla like king kong 

While you niggas is little monkeys like mighty joe young 

Out of town I know crackers with correct id 

In other words i95 is where you find me 

And buy guns from me 

In exchange for crack 

Road maps 

Got me transporting gats 

>from the north 

And the south tackle that 

Bringing it back 

To my new york money makers 

Who smoke a lot and get high like sky scrapers 

Down south I know girls who straight want to rape us 

My niggas rap bone and chock here to tape us 

My nigga joelle got some bitches flying in from jamaica 

I got some girls in la who play like the lakers 

Shiiiiiit 

Because hoes r us 

Everywhere we go mad love they show us 

Even girls who don't know us 

Want to suck our dicks for us 

Hook