Lyrics:
New Orleans Brass

Tell your boy how (tell me how) Get you to the room Show you bout the A-Town [Hook:] Down South girls keep it sexy (shorty) Miami, Atlanta, Carolina, Alabama, New Orleans

matter how much money you got, police'll still sweat ya When you black and rich and you rollin and you ballin I got golds in my mouth and I'm reppin New Orleans

reason niggas got tossed off the stage in Atlanta Niggas be actin like they hard to understand It's bout time for niggas to represent New Orleans, Louisiana

out there on the street Boys, I looked into here eyes She said that she knew Tom Robin Oh, I believed it was a lie But how can New Orleans be so

you're wit us throw your guns up, what the fuck? Form a philly, cock your shit back and bust [Verse Two: AZ aka Sosa] What? From NY to New Orleans,

to her out there on the street Boys, I looked into here eyes She said that she knew Tom Robin Oh, I believed it was a lie But how can New Orleans be so

Jumpin off in the crowd, goin to war with the First nigga that speak out, breakin their fuckin jaw I'm from the mighty ninth ward of New Orleans And a

matter how much money you got, police'll still sweat ya When you black and rich and you rollin and you ballin I got golds in my mouth and I'm reppin New Orleans

my jump off [Verse 3: Sean Paul] Strip club shawty (Shawty) Big boy bought it (bout it) Had to halla at her, sound like she was from New Orleans (Orleans