Swang Through the South

Sin is the way to perfection
 Watch that boy swang through the south, through the south
 Watch that boy swang through the south, through the south
 Watch that boy swang through the south
 Tattoos up on his neck, he got them diamonds in his mouth
 They be jaw jacking, packing mayne that's really what they 'bout
 We mix country with that gutter, how you haters like us now?
 Watch that boy, watch that boy swang through the south
 Watch that boy, watch that boy swang through the south
 Watch that boy, watch that boy swang through the south
 Tattoos up on his neck, he got them diamonds in his mouth
 Call me Mr. Boulevard the way I swang like a swing
 Body on lean game tight shoe strings
 Eyes chinky kush is stinky
 Interior is twinkie, the truck long like
 A slinky I could drive it with my pinky
 To them boys out here with the Tennessee tilt
 Tell a hater pipe down he ain't built how ya built
 A black Tahoe whippin' donuts in the field
 That's the type of ride to make you get up in yo' feels
 .308 with the scope on top
 Red dot, target lock that'll get yo brain popped
 Bass gon' knock and the beats gon' bop
 Block spot, parking lot, steady jumping hopscotch (yeah)
 Watch that boy swang through the south
 Tattoos up on his neck, he got them diamonds in his mouth
 They be jaw jacking, packing mayne that's really what they 'bout
 We mix country with that gutter, how you haters like us now
 Watch that boy, watch the boy swang through the south
 Watch that boy, watch that boy swang through the south
 Watch that boy, watch that boy swang through the south
 Tattoos up on his neck he got them diamonds in his mouth
 Since I was a youngin I've been known to be a fool
 Craftsman with the ratchet always known to carry tools
 Got that big body Chevy lifted high and drippin' paint
 Swerving smoking purple you can find me switchin' lanes
 I've been out here tryna get it for a minute and they know
 Bass hitting, gear shifted diamonds glisten on these hoes
 I put the city in it and mixed the country with it
 They hate to see us winning, Big Murph the first lieutenant
 On a mission with my bro and we shooting for the stars
 Double cup this styrofoam put this loud in my cigar
 That's word to Pimp C, UGK the OGs
 Trae the Truth, Nappy Roots, Bubba Sparkxxx and Bun B (yeah)
 Watch that boy swang through the south
 Tattoos up on his neck, he got them diamonds in his mouth
 They be jaw jacking, packing mayne that's really what they 'bout
 We mix country with that gutter, how you haters like us now?
 Watch that boy, watch that boy swang through the south
 Watch that boy, watch that boy swang through the south
 Watch that boy, watch that boy swang through the south
 Tattoos up on his neck, he got them diamonds in his mouth