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Or a bluegrass tune about poppin' bottles in the strip club?

 

OK I have to ask.  Who would you have singing that song ?  Toby Keith or someone else ?  Any of the above or someone else would be entertaining to hear that song by a country artist.  Just please don't say Darius Rucker or Cowboy Troy... :ninja:

 

Not sure which version you are referring to though.  ...and I still can't do the Dougie...

 

http://rapgenius.com/Camoflauge-down-by-the-river-lyrics#lyric

 

[Talking]
We goin' do this one here, Chatham County style
It's a 9-1-2 thang dawg
Yean know, now ya know, fa'sho (whoa)

 [Hook]
We come from down by the river on twanky twankies
Blowin big ball bats of that danky danky
So Funky (ya smell that)
Ya so country (you know)

 [Verse 1]
We drankin (Uh Uh) Big Boi bottles of don Pizzae
Crissay, got me dizzay, Crypay, in my swishae
Sweeter, we the, niggas who get this bitch jumpin'
Crunk, just like some whonk in yo trunk when its bumpin
I-I-I I need get up wit Red
Big lips, bow-leggeds, wit a helluva helluva head
On her shoulder, I told her mama I'm comin over
So she could ride-n-ride-n-ride me like a Range Rover
She hot like Daytona, nothin but some strings on her
(Look like she need to cool down)
So I put my chain on her
See we dem 20 inch riders, wit tha slim tires
We we come thru niggas grab they bitches wit some grip pliers
I'm from the city where the grass is green
So you know I'm gettin high, just like the price of gasoline
Man dem boyz from Savannah at the door
Well let 'em in, What the fuck you waitin' fo! (Whoa)

 [Hook x2]
We come from down by the river on twanky twankies
Blowin big ball bats of that danky danky
So Funky (ya smell that)
Ya so country (I know)

 [Verse 2]
These niggas talkin all that shit, so they got stank mouth
Nigga touched my tape, it burnt his hand, but he say it ain't hot
Pinocchio nose, you know I got the sickest flows
When they see my neck and wrists glow they start to hide they hoes
Like Bitch, come on, and bring yo ass home
'Fo you be back in the projects livin wit you grandma, uh uh
You know I puts it down like a shitty baby
I'm like flour, grease, and water, ALL GRAVY!
I'm comin' hard like, dicks in a strip club
Your lyrics need stay-hard and ginseng cuz they won't stand up!
Against these flows I spit, these niggas know I'm sick
They took a laxative, but still ain't droppin shit
 Pain we bringin
I know you see the way the charm and the chain be hangin
Bling-a-lingin and swangin
Lil mama say "Oooh boy them diamonds blindin me! Where U from?"
Down by the river, (Whoa) tweeta-leeta-lee!

 [Hook x2]
We come from down by the river on twanky twankies
Blowin big ball bats of that danky dankies
So Funky (ya smell that)
Ya so country (I know)

 [Verse 3]
We come from, down by the water, (WHAT?)
Savannah, Georgia done finally got on da map
(It's bout time they learned how to rap, down there!)
Oh yea, y'all niggas sleepin on us!
Well wake up, wake up, wake up! Say What?
 The house on fire
Get from under the cover, get yo shit, get the fuck out!
YO RENT'S DUE MUTHAFUCKA!
We came to get it buck
(So won't you) TEAR IT DOWN!
If we to drunk to drink we buy it just to pour it out
I'm from the dirty south
Got work when it's a drought
We fuck dem hoes and drop 'em off, they take dem bitches out
While you spittin the game, I'm sendin a dame
To the mall, wit a empty pocketbook to get a few thangs, mane
We poppin bottles, fuckin models, blowin dough like dro
Niggas thinkin that we hit the Georgia Lotto
20 inches on my auto-MOBILE!
(Ay, where da fuck y'all boyz from, cuz I know y'all ain't from round hea!)

 [Hook]
We come from down by the river on twanky twankies
Blowin big ball bats of that danky dankies
So Funky (ya smell that)
Ya so country (I know)

 

http://rapgenius.com/Chief-keef-make-it-clap-lyrics#lyric

 

[Hook :Chief Keef]
So shawty make it clap back, shawty bring it back round
She throwin' on the ketch, boy you can handle that
She'll be in the squad, she'll be in some spot,
But right now ..just sketch up throw it all.

[Verse1 :Ballout]
SO shawty make it clap, I'mma throw some stacks,
But you gotta make it, jigle you gotta make it clap,
Girl I ball out, I got racks on top of racks,
Ball out everybody ball out got it back
I used to be on the corn up push the packs,
Now every time see me, I'm going stacks,
In the strip club poppin bottles, throwin stacks
Broke ass nigga tell your boys after that
Plus really fan to hurt, them sources say ..
Is every fan to chanrge 50,000 for a verse
Damn, I'm think unlike I'mma try to going worse,
Throw hard is all Monday night just..
Watching bad bitches that's work in their work,
What? you ain't gotta show all I'm throw the money on burb
I'll give a damn if your ass I ain't' wrok, damn
I'm ball out...

 2x Hook:
So shawty make it clap back, shawty bring it back round
She throwin' on the ketch, boy you can handle that
She'll be in the squad, she'll be in some spot,
But right now ..just sketch up throw it all.

 [Verse2 :Dro]
So shawty make it clap like a nigga been the..
And I'm gonna bring it back, like a nigga want it racks,
Your bitches on my sacks, she says she like the way I rap
Been send her for a watch she knew me when I sued to trap,
And them G benz in the.. on fars
Lamborghini doughs for nasty hoes,
Man in strip club dropping benz on hard,
Bitches getting mad on hop I'm f*cking hard
But I don't give no f*ck cause I'm a glory boy
See us in the club making all the noise,
In the parking lot with them foreign..
..from the burbs call us fall and..
Clap like you know we got the stacks
And we gonna do our dime and blow a couple racks,
We'll be in the squad I know just who we are,
.. balling so the buster superstar..

 [2 x Hook:]

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We drankin (Uh Uh) Big Boi bottles of don Pizzae
Crissay, got me dizzay, Crypay, in my swishae
Sweeter, we the, niggas who get this bitch jumpin'
Crunk, just like some whonk in yo trunk when its bumpin
I-I-I I need get up wit Red
Big lips, bow-leggeds, wit a helluva helluva head
On her shoulder, I told her mama I'm comin over
So she could ride-n-ride-n-ride me like a Range Rover
She hot like Daytona, nothin but some strings on her
(Look like she need to cool down)
So I put my chain on her
See we dem 20 inch riders, wit tha slim tires
We we come thru niggas grab they bitches wit some grip pliers
I'm from the city where the grass is green
So you know I'm gettin high, just like the price of gasoline
Man dem boyz from Savannah at the door
Well let 'em in, What the fuck you waitin' fo! (Whoa)

 

 

 

 
We were consuming, yes!, large containers of mineral water
Chris made my head spin, in the swirling maelstrom
We are the young black men who can cause a female dog to obey our commands to leap
In the same manner as a young woman who has a larger than average sized rear end
I am in need of a woman who uses a great deal of lipstick
And who walks as if she just dismounted a horse
And who has a beautiful head.  I informed her mother that I was soon to arrive
So that I could transport her to a different destination in my Four Wheel Drive vehicle
She reminded me of a time when I was in Florida, as she was wearing a thin string bikini
She was perspiring, but for some reason all I had were snow chains
For my over sized tires
As I approached her with my show chains I was confronted by another group of young black men
So I excused myself while I pushed through them, picking up a pair of Craftsmen locking pliers in the process
As I suddenly thought of the inflated price of gasoline back home.
The young black men were apparently from Georgia, and realizing that they had unexpectedly been
locked out of the place where I was located, I informed the doormen to allow them to enter.  Immediately.
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We were consuming, yes!, large containers of mineral water
Chris made my head spin, in the swirling maelstrom
We are the young black men who can cause a female dog to obey our commands to leap
In the same manner as a young woman who has a larger than average sized rear end
I am in need of a woman who uses a great deal of lipstick
And who walks as if she just dismounted a horse
And who has a beautiful head.  I informed her mother that I was soon to arrive
So that I could transport her to a different destination in my Four Wheel Drive vehicle
She reminded me of a time when I was in Florida, as she was wearing a thin string bikini
She was perspiring, but for some reason all I had were snow chains
For my over sized tires
As I approached her with my show chains I was confronted by another group of young black men
So I excused myself while I pushed through them, picking up a pair of Craftsmen locking pliers in the process
As I suddenly thought of the inflated price of gasoline back home.
The young black men were apparently from Georgia, and realizing that they had unexpectedly been
locked out of the place where I was located, I informed the doormen to allow them to enter.  Immediately.

 

 

In Jive:

 

We wuz consumin', yes. Right On! , large containers uh mineral booze

Chris made mah' 'haid spin, in de swirlin' maelstrom

We are da damn yung brother dudes who kin cause some female dog t'obey our commands t'leap

In de same manna' as some yung mama who gots'ta some larga' dan average sized rear end

I's gots'ta be in need uh a mama who uses some great deal uh lipstick

And who walks as if she plum dismounted some ho'se

And who gots'ta some beautiful 'haid. ah' info'med ha' moda' dat ah' wuz soon t'arrive

So dat ah' could transpo't ha' to some different destinashun in mah' Four Wheel Drive vehicle

She reminded me uh a time when ah' wuz in Flo'ida, as she wuz wearin' some din chittlin' bikini

She wuz puh'spirin', but fo' some reason all ah' had wuz snow chains

Fo' mah' ova' sized tires

As ah' approached ha' wid mah' show chains ah' wuz confronted by anoda' grodown uh yung brother men

So ah' excused mah'self while ah' pushed drough dem, pickin' down some pair uh Craftsmen lockin' pliers in de process

As ah' suddenly dought uh de inflated price uh gasoline back crib.

De yung brother dudes were apparently fum Geo'gia, and realizin' dat dey had un'spectedly been

locked out uh de place where ah' wuz located, ah' info'med da damn doo'men t'allow dem t'enter. Ah be baaad... Immediately. Slap mah fro!

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