In the South

[Chorus: Pimp C]

They wanna know what's going on in the South

Now tell that bitch to keep my name up out ya mouth

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]

Two rollies at the same time, I'm too cool

Gucci, is you locing? 'Cause that motherfucker Crip blue

Suwoo Bentley and the Forgies Suwoo, too

And I know two Jews, eat a case like it's fast food

I bought a T-rex on these niggas 'cause life's cruel

My jewels so cold that you might get the slight flu

Bird's eye view, I'm looking down at the lil' dudes

And if I had to, pussy nigga, I'll rob you

You wanna see me locked 24 just like cop do

You hate from the sideline, that's what yo' job to

Gang mentality, I think like the mob do

Police brutality, I'm strapped like a cop, fool

My dope boy do numbers just like my shows do

My main bitch rolling for me just like my hoes do

These suckas say they comin for me well cook me some soul food

I'll MapQuest yo' house, and I pull up with a trunk full

[Chorus: Pimp C]

They wanna know what's going on in the South, in the South

They wanna know what's going on in the South, in the South

In the South, in the South, in the, in the South, South

Now tell that bitch to keep my name up out ya mouth

They wanna know what's going on in the South, in the South

They wanna know what's going on in the South, in the South

In the South, in the South, in the, in the South, South

Now tell that bitch to keep my name up out ya mouth

[Verse 2: Big Boi and (Pimp C)]

Even though the radio refuse to give us airplay

Bump this shit in your Cadillac, your Cutlass or box Che-vy

Hea-vy, Timothy McVeigh, knock it down like OKC, boy

And ain't no nigga on ya playlist

Fucking with a A-list nigga like B-

I-G B-O-I, why? Effortlessly fly, I

Tend to overthink when I ink these bars

But y'all niggas don't even try

Ball till you fall or your homies die

Pour out a little liquor, let one in the sky

Don't cry, let the doves do that when the guns go, "Brrr-latt"

Now that's what we call the pop life, true that

(They wanna what's going on in the South, in the South)

A nigga kick back at the house with my flipflops on

Got an ounce on the couch, blow a bag

Crack her jaw open, we all smoking

And some of us even taking shots going in

Jello, Tito's, white Hennessy, that brown liquor ain't yo' friend

My G, we know...

[Chorus: Pimp C]

... What's going on in the South, in the South

They wanna know what's going on in the South, in the South

In the South, in the South, in the, in the South, South

Now tell that bitch to keep my name up out ya mouth

They wanna know what's going on in the South, in the South

They wanna know what's going on in the South, in the South

In the South, in the South, in the, in the South, South

Now tell that bitch to keep my name up out ya mouth

[Bridge: Miss C.C. La Flor, (Pimp C), and Big Boi]

Big Chevy's bending corners, speakers thumping

Yeah, we make a scene

That dirty, dirty in yo' ear, crystal clear

Yeah, we got what you need

Big Chevy's bending corners, speakers thumping

Yeah, we make a scene

(Know what's going on in the South, in the South)

That dirty, dirty in yo' ear, crystal clear

Yeah, we got what you need

(Now tell that bitch to keep my name up out ya mouth)

Call, call, call, call me Daddy Fat Sax

Call, call, call, call me Daddy Fat Sax

Call, call, call, call me Daddy Fat Sax