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Down South (Letra)

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Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Let me take you down south
Hear it from the dover’s mouth
The rhythm will make you want to move your body
I had it once and never ever forgot it
Feel the rhythm of rhapsody
Your body moves in raw ecstasy
Explosive eruption beyond compare, and

Take my advice don’t think twice
Let me take you way down south

Step back cuz the funk is here and
The base is kickin’ straight to your ear man
Because it’s like that so don’t talk back
And if you do then you’re gonna get the back slap
Down south, that’s an enigma
But to you it’s a stupid dumb stigma
That’s right it’s outta sight

Let me tell you ‘bout my baby
She loves me, don’t mean maybe
She knows what I think and I don’t have to say it
I love her so I don’t have to play it
We sit and drink in the sun
I raise my glass and say she’s the one
Cool breeze light squeeze life

Take my advice don’t think twice
Let me take you way down south

Step back cuz the funk is here and
The base is kickin’ straight in your ear man
Because it’s like that so don’t talk back
And if you do then you’re gonna get the back slap
Down south, that’s an enigma
But to you it’s a stupid dumb stigma
That’s right it’s outta sight

???
Psychedelic freak out taco funk frolic
Grind fiend roots ‘core soul music what have you
Psychedelic freak out taco funk frolic
Grind fiend roots ‘core soul music what have you

Step back cuz the funk is here and
The base is kickin’ straight to your ear man
Because it’s like that so don’t talk back
And if you do then you’re gonna get the back slap
Down south, that’s an enigma
But to you it’s a stupid dumb stigma
That’s right it’s outta sight

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Down South (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Let me take you down south
Hear it from the dover’s mouth
The rhythm will make you want to move your body
I had it once and never ever forgot it
Feel the rhythm of rhapsody
Your body moves in raw ecstasy
Explosive eruption beyond compare

Take my advice don’t think twice
Let me take you way down south

Step back cuz the funk is here and
The base is kickin’ straight to your ear man
Because it’s like that so don’t talk back
And if you do then you’re gonna get the back slap
Down south that’s an enigma
But to you it’s a stupid dumb stigma
That’s right it’s outta sight

Let me tell you ‘bout my baby
She loves me don’t mean maybe
She knows what I think and I don’t have to say it
I love her so I don’t have to play it
We sit and drink in the sun
I raise my glass and say she’s the one
Cool breeze light squeeze life

Take my advice don’t think twice
Let me take you way down south

Step back I’m about to get hectic
Chalk it up as another dialectic
Hard like a jam
Smooth like a ballad
Call it what you want but I call it sound salad
A salad grown in the garden of Eden
Seekin’ out pleasures like my boys in Sweden
That’s right the grooves tight like
Sit back just relax, let your mind unwind
Pull your good thing close, let tranquility surround
Psychedelic freak out taco funk frolic
Grind fiend roots ‘core soul music what have you

Step back and think about the topic of this song
Strong innuendo end over end goes your brain
I won’t say it’s plain figure it out here’s a clue
It’s about winding, grinding, finding that spot
That get’s her hot the joy of giving pleasure
Is beyond measure

Down South (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

(akinyele) – hook

You i’m from new york
And connected with my down south niggas
Here this year
My nigga rap bone came to tear the club up
Yo my nigga chock came to tear the club up
My nigga joelle came to tear the club up
And this shit here should get all the thugs up
It’s for (the money makers)
What (the booty shakers)
Yea (my real niggas)
And fuck who (the playa haters)
Yea (the move fakers)
Ha (the immitaters)
Yo this is for who (the money makers)
Yea (the booty shakers)
Ha (my real niggas)
Yo and fuck who (the playa haters)
Yea (the move fakers)
And the motherfucking (immitaters)

(rap bone)
Now where i’m from these niggas dobn’t pimp they pro
Nautica shirts game hats
And nice sweats
And litle niggas got through the mall like packs of wild animals
Anticipating the showdown
In my town
Pretty (?) bitches get fucked
Then they stock just drop
They rpops go bankrupt
So tell me who’s pimping heartless
From jacksonville to charlotte
I got some (?) goddesses
On our twenty, many
A late lonely night
We coming back from some hype shit
Like freaknik
Possibly daytona
Chilling with hook dogs
Smelling the aroma
Drinking wine, from 1989
I’m blinding in the dinette set
And let the sunlight shine
Making vows to remain for ill and tight
Throughout all space and time
So from here to 19 ninety something
My word is as money
I hate to hear my real niggas hungry
So i’m going to represent with my shit
And hit the public
All types of angles
Strangling niggas
With electric car wire
And calling out the frauds like we fucking on fire

Hook

(chock)
Now most chicks get they back blown
When i let my act roll
Conference on a track phone
I chock and rap bone
Joelle will pack chrome
All through your back zone
And i’m no thug
But will still aim at your black dome
And bust you
In a honda or if i need to augusta
You bet we going to get crunk
We pressure in a trunk
When i catch second hand from your dank whenyou flame your skunk
Then take all your bank in the game we tunk
I’m drunk, i guzzle vs, in a bubble gs
All chrome double bs
So on top look like a brother with ds
Down syndrome
But if you want to find me come around wisdom
How do i say this calmly
You a clown kid son
And you need a check up so go get a papshmere
And if stripped to my wear
I’d have two gats bare
Only a few cats clear
On how i do that there

(joelle)
I wreck yous down like molecules
When i play them fools
I’m just that little nast nigga
With the ladies sneaking on the jewels
The voice is calm
But my words are strong
Like hurricanes
I might spit
A little cum shit
But it won’t stop me from doing my thang
I maintain
When i slangs
>from my native land
Upstate south cleve west anderson
It’s unexpected
They expect it just the same
Just get in line
Like carolina’s in the (??)
We can’t be wrong
Growing up down here
You didn’t worry about no ride or no high priced gear
You got to boogy say boogy
Rode in like a champ
Wearing fake gold chain and no shirt is how we pimp
On all sides
The north south east and the west
To niggas got keys got pain got fresh
Fresh went to dope
And dope went to fat
Next thing you know the fools are busting all the gats
Except the parts
So you had to deal before dark
Smoking weed in the club
They don’t dance they just just party
Drinking cold malt liquor
Country ass niggas
Booty shaking
Shake
To make them asses move quicker
I picture that
We dirty like floor mats
Ride in the sports coupes big jeeps fly

Hook

(akinyele)
I go down south to bust a nut
On a down south slut
Look her in the face and tell her girl i want to fuuuuuck
She be like shiiiiiit
There ak-nel go with that new york diiiiiiick
Here take a liiick
I beginning grinning
Cause i’m ready to hit it up
(?????????)
Point to the light
She be like
I going to go flick it up
I’m gorilla like king kong
While you niggas is little monkeys like mighty joe young
Out of town i know crackers with correct id
In other words i95 is where you find me
And buy guns from me
In exchange for crack
Road maps
Got me transporting gats
>from the north
And the south tackle that
Bringing it back
To my new york money makers
Who smoke a lot and get high like sky scrapers
Down south i know girls who straight want to rape us
My niggas rap bone and chock here to tape us
My nigga joelle got some bitches flying in from jamaica
I got some girls in la who play like the lakers
Shiiiiiit
Because hoes r us
Everywhere we go mad love they show us
Even girls who don’t know us
Want to suck our dicks for us

Hook

Down South (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Im looking up north while you touching down south
Im saying where i want it so you takin it out…..
keep on going…. going… going, down south (1x)
keep on going… going… gone and kiss that mouth (1x)

Kiss that. mwah, mwah, mwah…

He went down and he kissed it. this pink pussy no lipstick
More like lip gloss when its sticky. ain’t no bitch bossin like iggy
Im gettin head with my shades on. he head over heels he way gone
Got his face looking all painted on. when he done gettin his taste on
But ain’t no returnin the favor
When you get done put yo name on this waiver
Makin a statement. bout how you ate this… banana pudding and vanilla wafer
Im given it to you no chaser… but this pussy be wet on the rocks
Iggy do fades and braids it really don’t matter. this pussy gone drip on them locks
That hello kitty no pencil pouch. this pussy neat like its stenciled out
I got his tongue shining call him mr clean. its like listerine when he rinse it out
Got these girls callin on missions now & they say they mad cause they missin’ out
But im verifying his face card and he say he love it when he kiss it now

Im looking up north while you touching down south
Im saying where i want it so you takin it out…..
1x keep on going…. going… going, down south
1x keep on going… going… gone and kiss that mouth

Kiss that. mwah, mwah, mwah…

Im jumping out the gym like a muthafuckin laker, ho
Do me one favor. don’t do me no favors
And i get 380… every time he 360
Got my old dude calling. got my new dude with me
Started in the a…. then he licked me to the bay…
Pit stop in texas… slow it up, drank
Askin baby how it taste? i bet it taste good
I be coolin out on slauson… i bet it taste hood
Got me like yeah, i’m gucci…. farragamo an louie
No department stores im in boutiques
If it ain’t high class it don’t suit me
Got that bubbleisious, that chewy. make yo man act like a groupie
You like fruit? then imagine i’m smoothie
Pussy monster…. give me that tunchi
Said he wanna blow fish… i’m hootie. follow my legs… to my booty
Self sufficient i do me… broke hoes think i’m boujee
Moody who me? wild and unruly
So i drop the top on that 2 seat while his tounge roll on my tootsie