Southern Made Playa

[K-Roc] K-

Roc and Pookie bout gon and drop it crooked like we really can

Flossin in this ****** and go get funky bout my dividends

See I'm gon be tha man, wit tha plan and tha ends

Flossin through

Dallas, Texas in tha new 2000

Benz Wit some

Hen, and a fat sack of

Indo, my head is in tha sky

I'm gettin high, and wit my kinfolk, see

I dont neva choke

Cause I been blowin almost everyday, y you askin y?

In Junior

High, boy

I been chiffin hay

Now I'm gettin paid and like to blow mo than

I used to blow

I like em burnin slow, so now

I'm off to get some

Optimos ******, you didnt know, jus how we doin, got yo

Auntie, she pursuin

Yo lil sister been boo-hooin, and yo gal

I been screwin

But I'm movin on cause

I cant let my paper stop

And she dont want me gon,

Pookie say they rollin dice blocks from mine

Like 2pac on

Hennessey, until

I pass out

Blowin on some green,

I cant be seen, up in that glass house,

Playa Chorus [x2]

Bounce, a

Southern Made

Playa make tha crowd jus,

Bounce And cant nobody do it like we do it in tha

South Got everybody talkin cause they know if its clown

Your preferably a rival when tha crooks hit yo town [Mr. Pookie]

Tired of facin' drama ya'll, watch this playa rip it

Wi******n life was like a soccer ball, all my fools can kick it

Wassup wit it,

K-Roc gon and get tha switches from tha track

Southern Made, grab tha blade, and split that ****** on down tha back

My reaction to tha ****** is a calm cool state

Like a missle on tha way,

I jus cant wait to detonate

In tha days of tha

Hemingway, rollin lovely blunts

Who's to say

I saw tha trigga spray, boy we had it krunk

Bout to dump, on this ******z wit tha

M1 **** Quick to hit a 2 way stop, wit that 45 beam on top

Bodies drop, see me flexin, lil ol

Texan, from tha

Crook North

Dallas off tha hook, bound to leave them bustas shook

Peep and look,

I stay creased, wit

K-Swiss up on my feet

Smokin Blacks when it aint no ******, hit this blunt, oh yes indeed

I'ma sleep, see passion for these hoes has got cha stronger

She dancin and unchancin, that's cause

Pookie all up on her

Chorus[x2] [Mr. Pookie]

Look at cha

Southern Made,

Playa Laid, back in tha shade

Jus Tha Rippla, come to get cha, wit these blunts

I'ma blaze

And today is jus anotha, like a mutha****** otha

It's not safe stay undercover, get yo paper, ****** tha colors

See them bustas, and organize a lick we finsta hit

Quick to skeam up on this ******, out to get that treasure ******t

That's tha mind of a crook, jus a section in our brain

Where we felt like we couldnt have it, so we had to grab it man

Who's to blame? my conscience saw tha crooked times we livin in

Time to stack some dividends,

I'm at tha mall wit plenty ends

It's me again, playa of tha year, dark and lovely

Makin moves on hoes that love me, gurl stay back if you scrubby

And yo hubby, it's best that he stay clear when

I'm near Cause that static, cause of fear, me and yo ****** ova hea

That's 4 real, so ****** stay back yo gurl has chosen

Dont wanna see you get yo face cracked,

Pookie has spoken

Chorus [til end]