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lirik lagu king of da south – ricky bascom

[chorus]
i wasn’t huntin’, i was watching star wars in the house
but you know b*tch, i’m still the king of the south
i’m still the king of the south hah
i wasn’t huntin’, i was watching star wars in the house
but you know b*tch, i’m still the king of the south
when i pull up on a block, bet i make you go woah
and i [?] your baby mom’s, bet i make her go woah
when i pull up on a block, bet i make you go woah
and i get all the guap, bet i make you go woah

we threw a football ‘cross the store, we might’ve hit a tv
i swear we had beef with the walmart employees
we went to walmart, and our parents went to church
if i want some malibu, i’ll send a b*tch in with a purse
and i was like d*mn
in 8th grade wе was buying weed for $50 a gram
smoking out of soda cans
throw a big ass party and listen to lil uzi vert, that was the plan
but thеn someone showed up at the door it was a man
i was like d*mn
and i was real real stressed
i opened the door, and it was the d*mn dfs
where i’m from you get beat up if you say you like obama
but i always watch chief keef, so you know i kept a llama
i got a glitter jacket on b*tch, what’s the problem?
don’t call me no b*tch, that’s your baby mama
i had to do what i had to do to leave
my arkansas b*tch never seen palm trees
my step*mom and i ain’t get along i had to leave her
how i take you to memphis, you scared of black people
i tried to tell my dad that b*tch was crazy
but he just wanna chill and eat biscuits and gravy
can i blame him? no no no no no
i’m cummin’ in this b*tch
and i’m cummin’ on some [?]
these people from the city, they ain’t no fun
b*tch where’s your swag?
baby where’s your swag?
better keep that bible close
better protect your mind
when them g*y folks start kissing, man you better close your eyes
man you better pay no mind, ’cause you know i keep that five
i can’t hit no b*tch from the back
if she ugly i’ll just put her in a sheisty mask
i got a new rule, to keep my governed
for every emo b*tch i hit, i gotta hit a b*tch in simply southern
it keep me grounded
that remind me of riding them bikes to the gym when n0body would give me a ride
except kyler gave me a ride that one time
i’m tired of piercings and dyed hair, i need at b*tch that’s good
i need a dumb b*tch who only has facebook
i need a b*tch who doesn’t know chief keef
i need a b*tch that cook food with protein
i need a b*tch who doesn’t know anything
i love a smart b*tch, teach me something
hold up hold up, i got a statement that’s gonna make everybody mad
if you stand for the flag, then i think you’re a f*g
[chorus]
i wasn’t huntin’, i was watching star wars in the house
but you know b*tch, i’m still the king of the south
i’m still the king of the south hah
i wasn’t huntin’, i was watching star wars in the house
but you know b*tch, i’m still the king of the south
when i pull up on a block, bet i make you go woah
and i [?] your baby mom’s, bet i make her go woah
when i pull up on a block, bet i make you go woah
and i get all the guap, bet i make you go woah

- ricky bascom

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