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Mississppi

This song is by David Banner.

Know what I'm talkin' 'bout
Mississippi mothafucka, Newton county
What I live and die for, ball for da kids
Know what I'm talkin' 'bout
Niggas out here flashin' and ballin' and shit
Know what I'm talkin' 'bout, I'm supposed to be so hard
Fuckin' rebel flags still flyin', fuck 'em, some hoes

We from a place, where dem boys still pimpin' them hoes
We from a place, Cadillacs still ridin' on vogues
We from a place, where my soul still don't feel free
Where a flag means more than me, in Mississippi
(In Mississippi)

We from a place, where dem boys still pimpin' them hoes
We from a place, Cadillacs still ridin' on vogues
We from a place, where my soul still don't feel free
Where a flag means more than me

Still ridin' Cadillacs, still bump in the back
Mothafuckas talk shit but we still in the hood
Mississippi in this thang, Pinky rang in my hand
Peanut butta top, lovin' wood

Crackas only come to buy crack
And cracka cops only come to bust niggas who sell that
We from a place where dey scream
Pimp a hoe, pimp a hoe

We from a place where dey still
Chop dem boes, chop dem boes
We from a place where yo grandmama still showin' you love
And we still eatin' chicken in the club bitch

We from a place, where dem boys still pimpin' them hoes
We from a place, Cadillacs still ridin' on vogues
We from a place, where my soul still don't feel free
Where a flag means more than me
(In Mississippi)

We from a place, where dem boys still pimpin' them hoes
We from a place, Cadillacs still ridin' on vogues
We from a place, where my soul still don't feel free
Where a flag means more than me

We from a place, where mega evers live and mega evers died
We from a place, what we chokin on sticky green to get high
We from a place, where ya used to come in the summatime
Now y'all don't mention us in ya rhyme we kin folk, ya we broke

Some talk wit' a drawl but bitch we ball
Runnin' through wit' two techs screamin' fuck all y'all
We from a place, where da rebel flag still ain't burnin'
New schools but the black kids still ain't learnin' 'bout shit

But hit da streets and learn to pimp on a bitch
Five-O aw shit throw, yo crack in the ditch
And y'all nigga run, y'all nigga run like Forrest Gump
They got pumps and them crooked cops love to dump in Mississippi

We from a place, where dem boys still pimpin' them hoes
We from a place, Cadillacs still ridin' on vogues
We from a place, where my soul still don't feel free
Where a flag means more than me
(In Mississippi)

We from a place, where dem boys still pimpin' them hoes
We from a place, Cadillacs still ridin' on vogues
We from a place, where my soul still don't feel free
Where a flag means more than me

601,601
Crooked letter, crooked letter
Oh Mississippi, Mississippi oh
Wave ya hands from side to side

601, represent where you from
You don't want none
Mississippi
601

Da place were from
Mississippi
601, say 601,601
Mississippi

Yeah yeah, Mississippi you know wut I'm talkin' 'bout
Da home of da blues, da dirtiest part of da south
You know wut I'm talkin' 'bout
The place where you get dem fish and dem criss muhfucka, yeah
You know wut I'm talkin' 'bout

Delta muhfucka, cotton you know wut I'm talkin' 'bout
We 'bout to free da slaves bitch
Where yo grandmama from nigga
Yo ol' one generation moved away slave ass, booty fuck ass
Gank ass, punk ass, bitch
Now come on home get you somethin' to eat

Written by:

Lavell W Crump

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