Son of the South

Lyrics

Racing down the river, crossroads to Lake Shore Drive Moving on the fire line, keeping it high and dry Sharp as a straight edge razor Quick as a switchblade knife I'll be pushing it to the limit, baby Till I get to the sweet Southside Baby, what a ride (Hell yeah) son of the south, I walk it tall and wear it proud (Hell yeah) son of the south, let me hear you say it loud (Hell yeah) son of the south, sweet potato pie and hush my mouth (Hell yeah) son of the south, I like my women southern style, hell yeah A full moon risin' up in the sky, hot damn, it's Friday night I got four on the floor and a 357 baby, in a four wheel drive Let's live till tomorrow mornin' Then we'll get some rest Lets running it see what happens, baby Yes and that will be the test (Hell yeah) son of the south, I walk it tall and wear it proud (Hell yeah) son of the south, let me hear you say it loud (Hell yeah) son of the south, sweet potato pie and hush my mouth (Hell yeah) son of the south, I like my women southern style, hell yeah Coming into the St. Johns River, coming in out of the fog Got troubles, damn I'm wide ass open, I'm running like a scalded dog Tonight is made for living, I ain't dead just yet If I don't see your face on the Southside, trouble's what you gonna get Sharp as a straight edge razor Quick as a switchblade knife I'm proud to be a son of the south Till the day I die, there ain't no doubt (Hell yeah) son of the south, I walk it tall and wear it proud (Hell yeah) son of the south, let me hear you say it loud (Hell yeah) son of the south, sweet potato pie and hush my mouth (Hell yeah) son of the south, I like my women southern style (Hell yeah) son of the south, I walk it tall and wear it proud (Hell yeah) son of the south, let me hear you say it loud (Hell yeah) son of the south, sweet potato pie and hush my mouth (Hell yeah) son of the south, I like my women southern style