Lyrics: Lil' Keke. Where Da South At ?.

So put your money where your mouth at
If it's cheddar and chips then we about that
Fraud off in the game, baby, I doubt that
There go the East and the West
Now where the South at, nigga?

So put your money where your mouth at
If it's cheddar and chips then we about that
Fraud off in the game, baby, I doubt that
There go the East and the West
Now where the South at, nigga?

I wear platinum on the chest 'cause I just can't rest
CMG and BBS, nationwide success
C-Note the big shot and Lil' Keke the Don
We been Houston trend setting, baby since day one

Start over and do it again, it don't matter to me
Rest in peace to DJ Screw from the S.U.C
It's the year 2 1, we still don't bar none
Fade 'em all when we ball, keep the game on the run

We put the lick down, multiplied the ends
Then put the split down, Southsi' for li'l
We from the South side nigga, we posted at the bar
Me and Ke' the 'gar, we be shining like a star

Them deuces on the car, cold drank mixed with bar
Boys recognize who we are 'cause we coming with that hard
I wonder which ride, we gon flip this year
2002 Escalade, yes, we skipped the year

About to jump through the Kappa, the young pro rapper
Three or four girls in my car, a true macker
The young paper stacker, equipped with game
Nigga welcome to the section, where we hog the lane

So put your money where your mouth at
If it's cheddar and chips then we about that
Fraud off in the game, baby, I doubt that
There go the East and the West
Now where the South at, nigga?

So put your money where your mouth at
If it's cheddar and chips then we about that
Fraud off in the game, baby, I doubt that
There go the East and the West
Now where the South at, nigga?

So put your money, where your mouth at
Collecting chips and buying new whips, yeah I'm about that
This is hardcore, thug life
Tattoos and paying dues and getting feddy every night

Hoes sweating me, niggaz betting me
That the laws behind my Lam', think they could catch me
I think not, I'ma mash to the spot
Turning corners hitting blocks, got the sturning wheel hot

Alright catch a flight, hot-lanta next night
Looking for some fire green, the price is right
Come on they say the South 'bout to fall off
It's the fourth quarter nigga but the game ain't called off

We ain't stopping till the tapes is hauled off
Even if it take the glock nine and the sawed off
For real, it ain't no telling where the South at
Quit bumping your gums and put your money where your mouth at

So put your money where your mouth at
If it's cheddar and chips then we about that
Fraud off in the game, baby, I doubt that
There go the East and the West
Now where the South at, nigga?

I guess we blowed up like you thought we wasn't
See the double R, rap star on buttons
Shining kinda dim, north star like nothing
And I'm stomping on the snitches that be hating and fronting

From the Clover to the Wood, nigga it's all good
At the dome out in Miami, Florida, it's all hood
Recognize homeboy, we be South for life
And my boys'll get more from lifting so much ice

Home of the piece and chain, diamond teeth and thangs
Home of the pinky rings and the raw cocaine
These niggaz swanging elbows and acting real wild
While I'm trying to win a Grammy like I'm Destiny's Child

Smoking black and mild and getting crunk on stage
Fuck in the after Source nigga, we front page
See me backstage, strapped with a gauge
Taking rap to a whole another phase dog, I'm any ways

So put your money where your mouth at
If it's cheddar and chips then we about that
Fraud off in the game, baby, I doubt that
There go the East and the West
Now where the South at, nigga?

So put your money where your mouth at
If it's cheddar and chips then we about that
Fraud off in the game, baby, I doubt that
There go the East and the West
Now where the South at, nigga?