Yeah

It's the Down South Players, baby

This how we do it for the two grand (Huh)

It's Da Joint!



Yeah, yeah, yeah

A'ight

Yeah, yeah, yeah

A'ight



See, I'm headed to the club, roll Los Ditties

Got the thing freakin', steppin' out the exposition

Steppin' through the door so player of the year

Ice up, wearin' the Versace gear

Now who told the truth and who told a lie

Sayin' the South was the fire, our party's always live

Now who could bring the club shit to the club

Here's P, nigga, 9, nigga, what

Pass the fire let me show a little love

And burn a little some'in' for my motherfuckin' cuz

Real niggas holla' if you hear me, pass the bottle of Remy

Let me get it in me, representin' the South till the end

The disrespect nigga betta believe that's a sin

Never caught flippin', but player haters trippin'

My bottle on ice, and I'mma keep sippin'

Watch the big head hunters, nigga, keep on flippin', what



Yeah, yeah, yeah (The niggas my team, we're makin' the cream)

Yeah, yeah, yeah ('Cause DSP that's who we be, Player)

Yeah, yeah, yeah (Got the place rockin' from front to back and)

Yeah, yeah, yeah (Nigga, what you think, who makin' the bank, huh)



Got in the club and lookin' at these players that be hollerin'

And they be sweatin' bein' best, heavy dollerin'

‘Cause I'm shakin' more rump than little bit

This is how good it gets

Pretty as a goddamn picture, say that's how you're feelin'

‘Cause the Down South Players gonna get ya

Hit you in the head with the South side funk

If you don't think that I won't

Lot of dough make your shit jump

On the back on honey bees, baby

1-2, throw, got them haters goin' crazy

Hit rock blowin' up the scene

Got attitude on them nigga's team

Feel what I mean and it's all about the muthafuckin' cream

And I keep them player haters come clean

‘Cause we bouncin', we're drivin', we're weavin'

We got so many goals we're achievin', ah



Yeah, yeah, yeah (The niggas my team, we're makin' the cream)

Yeah, yeah, yeah ('Cause DSP that's who we be, Player)

Yeah, yeah, yeah (Got the place rockin' from front to back and)

Yeah, yeah, yeah (Nigga, what you think, who makin' the bank, huh)



Down South Players be rippin' the club up

Now nigga, what, the South that came up

Got that thug proof for you to groove to

‘Cause that's how us Down South thugs do

We got them hoes shakin' booty to the beast we got

A million dollar worth of cars in the parkin' lot

That we all own, nigga sittin' on chrome

Baddest freak in the club we take home

So player what you think, who makin' the bank

It be them Down South Players with that number rank

We in it to win it, we make the money, we spend it

If there's a party goin' on, best believe we in it

You could pass me the buddha and I'mma get zooted

Lot a dare, puttin' down, player, that's how we do it

Two thugs everywhere, where you from, we don't care

Throw your set in the air (Nigga), and let me hear you say, huh



Yeah, yeah, yeah (The niggas my team, we're makin' the cream)

Yeah, yeah, yeah ('Cause DSP that's who we be, Player)

Yeah, yeah, yeah (Got the place rockin' from front to back and)

Yeah, yeah, yeah (Nigga, what you think, who makin' the bank, huh)



Ain't nuttin' but  party y'all

You know it ain't nuttin' but a party y'all

Ain't nuttin' but  party y'all

You know it ain't nuttin' but a party y'all, huh



Down South Players, baby

For the year two grand

Is his we do this here

Lauderdale is keepin' it real

Yeah, huh

It's Da Joint!

Hip Rock, baby

Nigga

Now what

This is how we do it for the clubs, baby

Down South Players

We represent, huh

Come and get your grill

Ha-ha

Righ