key under the mat I'm your number one from now on Set the code, close the door You don't live there anymore I'm your number one from now on Nothing
Перевод: Beautiful South. From Now On.
. Lovett: There was a barber and his wife, And he was beautiful, A proper artist with a knife, But they transported him for life. And he was beautiful
night nigga check It's on 'til the break of dawn, I keep it on And on and on, and on and on and on and on Like clockwork, we hit these niggaz where
along, Yes, indeed Ladies and gentlemen, we are on our way, and just in time for Vicki Eydie's South Sea Adventure! Ahh, the South Sea's, The South
so damn fine Shawty, where you from? Oh, who me? Shawty, I'm from the south side of town Where you said you from? What's up now let me holla at you for
when I fly South side playa, play around and get popped 24 hour stake out on your nigga block Don't get your views confused wit hip hop 'Fore you wind up on the news, now
now sis? I got whacha need And you got what i need Got da mad Maaad Crew up in da house Yo wassup my brotha? Wassup my brotha? Aiyyo wassup now sis?
you got what I need Got da Maaad Maaad Crew up in da house Yo, wassup my brotha? Wassup my brotha? Aiyyo wassup now sis? What up now sis? You got what
to Hester And Mark David did it to John And maybe Jack did it to Marilyn But he did it to South Vietnam For beauty and glory For money, love and country Now
you out I got ma hands on ur hips, cause fits, like hard low, cocking you out, rockin you out Give a shout, give a scream, now I know ur keen, I come
only a girl And I'll tell you about her At least all that I know She's from South Carolina And she came out here A few years ago She waits on tables
whine Stick your head right out the window and feel that southern breeze Your on that pan american on her way to new or-leans. If your ever in the south
Just came home from getting my South Beach on You know I ran the streets like a dog without a leash on She tryna get her freak on come up on his ski jet
arrival Into womanhood was heemed up by her survival Now she 25, barely grown out her own Doin' whatever it takes strippin', workin' out on the block Up on
the pine o fine I done jumped in this game And now it's mine all mine [Chorus: Kid Frost and SPM] From Tex to Cali Every hood every alley Puffin on
great flood In the area we now call the Atlantic Ocean So great an area of land that from her western shores Those beautiful sailors journeyed to the south
Because a mother fucker put these raps in the matrix And I'm a terror when I spit it on tracks full of hatred But it's beauty in the dark Just put it
