[Chorus: Devin]
Ligole bips, tiggo bitties and nipples
Tiggo bhighs, wide gap in the middle
Ligole bips, tiggo bitties and nipples
Tiggo bhighs, wide gap in the middle
(She's my Southern girl)
[Verse 1: Devin]
Man, if I could build me a bitch, I would
She probably wouldn't look good, from head to foot
But she would have biggo lips and nice palm-sized titties
Let her get petite and freaked by all niggas
Give her thick, firm thighs, silky smooth like cocoa
That makes you wanna hop up in that cot and go loco
Turn her jaws red, baldhead, shit, I don't care
I don't ever remember askin' a bitch for no hair
Like that hoe over there with the big ass and flat stomach
She's pale, but what the hell, she'll still make my dick vomit
Never hate or discriminate, don't have to think or decide
If she black or she white, it's all pink up inside
[Verse 2: Jugg Mugg]
And down South, something about the way they shake that ass
I'll straight take that ass, make me wanna rape that ass
But nah, I'll treat ya good if you all good
You see, but keep them grubs cooked and my dick hard as wood
Southern gal, I love it; always hug it and rub it
And you always got my back when I get to some trouble
And when you're rollin' shotgun in my car blowin' dirty
Your head disappears and my car starts swervin' from them…
Ligole bips, tiggo bitties and nipples
Tiggo bhighs, wide gap in the middle
Ligole bips, tiggo bitties and nipples
Tiggo bhighs, wide gap in the middle
(She's my Southern girl)
[Verse 1: Devin]
Man, if I could build me a bitch, I would
She probably wouldn't look good, from head to foot
But she would have biggo lips and nice palm-sized titties
Let her get petite and freaked by all niggas
Give her thick, firm thighs, silky smooth like cocoa
That makes you wanna hop up in that cot and go loco
Turn her jaws red, baldhead, shit, I don't care
I don't ever remember askin' a bitch for no hair
Like that hoe over there with the big ass and flat stomach
She's pale, but what the hell, she'll still make my dick vomit
Never hate or discriminate, don't have to think or decide
If she black or she white, it's all pink up inside
[Verse 2: Jugg Mugg]
And down South, something about the way they shake that ass
I'll straight take that ass, make me wanna rape that ass
But nah, I'll treat ya good if you all good
You see, but keep them grubs cooked and my dick hard as wood
Southern gal, I love it; always hug it and rub it
And you always got my back when I get to some trouble
And when you're rollin' shotgun in my car blowin' dirty
Your head disappears and my car starts swervin' from them…
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