Arod – Southern Hospitality

Arod – Southern Hospitality Lyrics

Artist: Arod
Song: Southern Hospitality

Hotter then devils cooking I’m seasoned like I’m topped with sage
This southern hospitality smoking like we box the place
King like the son of Coretta still let the chopper spray
A catch a opp then slay the Nina send him the doctors ways

I bounce the slab like a rabbit that b#tch bunny hop away
Headed to some boppers way to show your b#tch this Texas game
And this that Texas gumbo boiling on that L.A flame
That’s four Rasta’s armed with choppers on candy paint and swangs

Mane all you got to do is give that b#tch the proper instructions
So you can get the proper introduction
They ain’t gone give you the comeback them hoes gone run that to pimping
You know you understand what I’m saying mane ya dig

All you gotta do is stay in that b#tch ear mane
And tell that hoe get out there and get your motherf#cking money rain snow or sleet
Hoe gotta mane hoe gotta run raindrops and dodge lighting
Get that mother f#cking money up b#tch

It’s some southern n#gg#s with me and we come to play
Hollows like run aways don’t make em have to run your way
But we be chilling we need a million so we can come to play
Probably on Cali waves on jet skis do it the Nipsey way

And I be tipsy bae that’s when we get the frisky way
See if she can Meg The Stallion and ride this dick that way whew
Get that motherf#cking money up b#tch
Hotter then devils cooking I’m seasoned like I’m topped with sage

This southern hospitality smoking like we box the place
King like the son of Coretta still let the chopper spray
A catch a opp then slay the Nina send him the doctors ways
I bounce the slab like a rabbit that b#tch bunny hop away

Headed to some boppers way show your b#tch this Texas game
And this that Texas gumbo boiling on that L.A flame
That’s four Rasta’s armed with choppers on candy paint and swangs
Mmm mmm mmm that’s that’s that Grandmas cooking right there

Y’all don’t smell that right there we here baby
I be pushing through the struggle I’m recession proof
Bet when I drop the roof the world gone see my point of view
Put God first then he gone let me lead the jungle fool

I’m a be a ape in this b#tch n#gg# don’t become jungle food
The hottest in the game that Wu Tang with that Texas slang
That Grandmas cooking red beans but on that Beaumont flame
That just mean I’m from Texas but keep bourbon frame

The mindset of killer but rather see some change
I gotta drop the top whenever I see the heavens gates
Let god see neon lights scrapping them Texas plates
b#tch we here n#gg#

Hotter then devils cooking I’m seasoned like I’m topped with sage
This southern hospitality smoking like we box the place
King like the son of Coretta still let the chopper spray
A catch a opp then slay the Nina send him the doctors ways

I bounce the slab like a rabbit that b#tch bunny hop away
Headed to some boppers way show your b#tch this Texas game
And this that Texas gumbo boiling on that L.A flame
That’s four Rasta’s armed with choppers on candy paint and swangs
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Product of 1992 [Explicit]
Release Year: 2021