If ya wanna get crooked ill even give ya my fist Ya might read from revelation back to genesis Ya keep forgetten your southern can belongs to me So there aint no use in bringin no jive to me Your southern can is mine in the mornin Your southern can belongs to me Ya might go uptown have me arrested, put in jail Some hotshots got money gonna pull my bail Soon as i get out, hit the ground Your southern can is worth a thousand, half a pound So there aint no use in bringin no jive to me Your southern can is mine, talkin about it Your southern can belongs to me Ya might take it from the south, baby, hide it up north Understand ya cant rule me and be my boss Take it from the east and hide in the west But when i get ya momma your canll see no rest So there aint no use in bringin no jive to me Your southern can is mine, im screamin Your southern can belongs to me Now baby, ashes to ashes, sand to sand
When i hit ya momma then ya feel my hand Give ya punch through that barbed wire fence When i hit ya baby, ya know i make no sence So there aint no use in bringin no jive to me Your southern can is mine, i know it Your southern can belongs to me Now look here woman, dont get hot Im gettin me a brick outta my backyard So there aint no use in bringin no jive to me Your southern can is mine, im takin about it Your southern can belongs to me Well if i catch you momma down in the heart of town Im gonna grab me a brick and tear your can on down So there aint no use in bringin no jive to me Your southern can is mine, i know it Your southern can belongs to me You maybe get bed sick, cause youre graveyard bound Im gonna make you moan like a graveyard hound So there aint no use in bringin no jive to me Your southern can is mine, im screamin Your southern can belongs to me
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