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Short Dawg Yes Sir Yeah (Yeah) It's Short Dawg Ay, Toomp you on fire nigga Ya balzin' boy H-town where you at? Dirty South stand up And if you rep ya city Gon' put ya hands up(nigga) ATL where you at? Verse 1 See I'm a Southside soulja boy I thought I told ya boy Drop fast when the glock flash like a poloroid Cuz down here we muggin to get ya chest tickin' When the Tec's spittin' Throw bullets like left whips A hole the size of a disk is what ya left with It's either that, or we stompin' ya out Better beware when you come to the south And run into niggas with some dreads in his hair Or gold fronts in his mouth (It's gangstas) We hit the club, crunk Letras de cancionesHolla where the hoes at Eyes low from the cup of mud and the dro sacks The Boy Short be the young Third Coast cat Flyer than the comet wit a pocket full of dough stacks These hoes love me cuz I'm so real Rock a gold grill, weed got us stankin like road kill And my flow feel somethin' like a cold chill Got 'em like 'Damn, you from the south?' I tell 'em "Sho' is!" Hook Now do you respresent the south, yes sir (yes sir) It's H-town in the house, for sure (for sure) This for my niggas who be hittin that herb (that herb) And all the bawlas who be sippin that syrup (that syrup) Now do you respresent the south, yes sir (yes sir) It's H-town in the house, for sure (for sure) This for my hustlas who be flippin them birds (them birds) Go to clubs and be tippin' them girls (them girls) Verse 2 Now you can catch me on the block in the 'lac With the trunk cracked Leanin like a pork bite high off of contact Plus I'm rollin' slow cuz my potnas smokin dro Cigar longer than the the nose on Pinocchio The Boy Short got the dopest flow That's why you hear my name rang from H-town to Tokyo They even know who my DJ is Cuz In the booth I act bad like Pre-K kids Alot of labels tryin' to sign me, tell 'em keep they biz Cuz Short Dawg's like Barry Bonds, he make hits I'm out the park wit it, and you can tell by the Coupe deville (that what?) The boy do more cuttin' than the Superfriends I get 'em in groups of ten, 'specially when I cruise the Benz If you can't see that I'm shinin' you need a newer lense And I don't aim to please I'm the best thing that happened in the South Since the slaves was freed, please! Hook Now do you respresent the south, yes sir (yes sir) It's H-town in the house, for sure (for sure) This for my niggas who be hittin that herb (that herb) And all the bawlas who be sippin that syrup (that syrup) Now do you respresent the south, yes sir (yes sir) It's H-town in the house, for sure (for sure) This for my hustlas who be flippin them birds (them birds) Go to clubs and be tippin' them girls (them girls) Verse 3 I head to Tennessee where Young Buck get 'em ten-a-ki It's big pimpin' out there in Memphis The girls booties fanasana up in Alabama Like Jay said, she couldn't hide it if she wear pajamas Everything is great in the Sunshine State The mixed chicks in Miami make me pump my brakes Wait, you know I keep the club crunk when they play the anthem I'm south Cakilackin' to the home of David Banner Niggas'll try you when you in the city of the Bayou 'less you holdin down like I do I make it hot in the ATL Where it's mo' women than niggas and they gave me hell Then it's home to the big TX I'm from the H but out in Dallas still I get respect I'm reppin' for the dirty, it's my set No disrespect to New York, New York Hook Now do you respresent the south, yes sir (yes sir) It's H-town in the house, for sure (for sure) This for my niggas who be hittin that herb (that herb) And all the bawlas who be sippin that syrup (that syrup) Now do you respresent the south, yes sir (yes sir) Is H-town in the house, for sure (for sure) This for my hustlas who be flippin them birds (them birds) Go to clubs and be tippin' them girls (them girls) From Letras Mania