GET ON DOWN! (JUST GET ON DOWN!) LET'S GO! LET'S GO! (OW! OW!) HEYYYYYY! [Verse 1] [Kid Ice] Here we go, back to turn it out The nastiest niggas representin' the South
motherfuckin' 2 live, party Dig this how we love to party Dance fools all over shakin' they body 70's music to rulin' to this Go from South Beach to
t be the same, motherfucker, n' I can't have that!! [Outro] Yeah, Mr. Mixx and Brother Marquis representin', straight up on the down south tip! For the
to be the best; I'm funky, not fresh I just want to get respected, with all the rest You see, I come from down South, talk slick out my mouth I went to
me $100, but I wanted some more Uh! Bring it down now! [Chorus] One time now! Overtown! Liberty City! Carol City! Highway 5! 15th! 61st! Yeah! Down south
haters They can't fade us 'cause we two of the greatest Back out to let 'em have it, fake fucks and faggots Bow down in the presence of players and kiss
clit I'm still with that freaky shit One time for the girls in Georgia, Detroit, Michigan and Miami, Florida That's how we make our music fast 'Cause the girls down South
can smoke me, you probably could Going down south with your mouth wrapped around my wood I got you wrapped around my wood Whoa slow down I got the low down
ridin' true [Chorus: Mausberg] Now when you niggaz get to trippin' and hopin' that we slippin' (gotta make 'em understand) Break they backs now (gotta make 'em understand) Cock me back
out the south gotta drank like maaaaaaaan you know we be drankin barre by the daily basis yeeaaaaa, Ooooooh, Ooooh yeaaaa, yeeeaaa, yeeaaaa [Hook] [Break down
Mackaveli Niggas is waiting for some thug shit, thats what they tell me So many rumors but I'm infinitely Immortal Outlaw Switching up on you ordinary bitches like a south
gettin burned Talk a lot of shit but youse a trick in drag Like the Mack make you fall back and stick yo' ass for back pay [Chorus: singers + 2Pac] Why
in town Over South White Tee With ya pants hanging down Chorus (Yeah My Pants Low) Verse 2: I know you rock yo white tee, ree tims, fitted cap, jersey down
down you know this The goody goodies got no time to notice How we get down from my town to your town L.A. to the Bricks, V.A. and back down We clownin
I'm smashin MC's Collectin g's, air get salty Money, you was faulty I protect quickly, don't get with me Then I'm Audi, back down south, gee Crazy rowdy
ve.. hooooh you've got, soul comin out your ass" [laughter] Now peep this, see.. You've gotta take this back down South Oh I'm buggin, I'm flippin Hahahahaha
places Seperate races in segregated spaces Back in the day you turned your backs on Deals in doom, so now the deally lays the cracks on Sold more then sold forth from South
I'm ridin past Tank full of gas, pocket full of cash Sideshow's goin down tonight, made a right on 73rd to purchase some act right, bounce back in Crack