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Mississippi

Know what I'm talkin' 'bout

Mississippi mothafucka, Newton County

What I live and die for, Scott County

Ball for da kids, Simpson County

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

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 with 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, oh, 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, ohh

Wave ya hands from side to side

601, represent where you from

You don't want none, Mississippi

601, Da place we're from

Mississippi, 601, say 601, 601, Mississippi

Hell yeah, Mississippi you know what I'm talkin' 'bout

Home of da blues, da dirtiest part of da south

You know what I'm talkin 'bout

The place where you get dem fish and dem criss muhfucka

Yeah, you know what I'm talkin bout

Delta muhfucka, Cotton you know what 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 back home get you somethin' to eat

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