Haystak Lyrics

Album: Unknown

Down South Players Lyrics

"If you don't dig this you definitely ain't from down here...

 like this, here I say...."

 

 [Verse 1]

 Imagine me in a SUV

 Sports utility, them boys from Tennessee

 Ooh-ee the stee-lo, they know

 Tennessee tags on the back of the Durango

 Ain't no players like down south players

 Them boys there do come clean, I swear

 Can't every click duck crew

 Do as we do

 (I'm bout to starve) Me too

 Let's get the seafood

 (whistles)

 All up in Red Lobster

 Hey girl, you got a table for 20 players and mobsters?

 Rollie's glisten, diamonds gleamin

 Beepers beepin, cell phones ringin

 (Hold up) This Haystak

 (What you doin' later on?)

 Come to the spot I'm droppin' the lyrics on this new song

 (How's it go?)

 It goes

 

 (HOOK)

 Down South Players (Gettin' payed in the game)

 Down South Players (Wearin' suede in the rain)

 Down South Players (Do the craziest things)

 Down South Players (Go by alias names)

 Down South Players (Gettin' payed in the game)

 Down South Players (Be wearin' suede in the rain)

 Down South Players (Do the craziest things)

 Down South Players - Play on!

 

 [Verse 2]

 Ooh-ah, it's about that time

 That I blaze a dime and pass it, write a rhyme

 Perhaps I'll finish the one I was workin on a few days ago

 Maybe they'll show me love and bump it on the radio

 Here it go-go-goes

 (Think I'm playin around?)

 Hit the studio

 (And start layin it down)

 You see us down south players, we don't mess around

 Whether we iced out, Dickied down

 (In and out of town)

 To this game I'm not new

 Karl Kani to FUBU

 Every fool in my crew

 Done did they share of doo-doo

 Man the south is cuckoo

 These fools are trying to shoot you

 Pistols be like (woah-woah)

 Bullets be like (toe to toe)

 Ha ha ha ha ha ha, where'd a white boy come from?

 In the top 20 throwin low blows at dum-dums

 My check comes in lump sums

 My name's found in chump's guns

 You want some, come get some

 Yo Dan, drop them damn drums!

 

 (HOOK)

 

 [Verse 3]

 Down south players handle big money business

 Can't you see the 20 inches while we gleamin' on y'all (gleam)

 See, we gon' ball

 Drop CD's like rainfall

 Cut through suckers like chainsaws, ha(Damn, dog!)

 Jump on the tour bus and ride out cross country

 Pack my bags, bitch, arrive-derce

 Next time you hear me probably be on C-D

 Next time you see me be on TV ba-by

 Hit like ball bats

 Thinkin we all that

 200 pound, 6-feet tall cat

 Talkin bout "where them broads at?"

 You got to love that

 Seperate the weak hearts from the thug cats

 O.G.'s from the rugrats

 Chill, Stak, fuck that!

 Roll like a bulletproof Tahoe

 Sittin on platinum Bravo's

 My entourage consists of Down South desperado's

 Follow the empty bottles, stems and seeds

 Til you find a million motherfuckers just like me

 I say...player...play on

 I say...player........play on!

 

 (HOOK)