Lookie here momma let me explain ya this
If ya wanna get crooked I ll even give ya my fist
Ya might read from revelation back to genesis
Ya keep forgettin your southern can belongs to me

So there ain t no use in bringin no jive to me
Your southern can is mine in the mornin
Your southern can belongs to me

Ya might go uptown have me arrestedput in jail
Some hotshots got money gonna pull my bail
Soon as I get outhit the ground
Your southern can is worth a thousandhalf a pound

So there ain t no use in bringin no jive to me
Your southern can is minetalkin about it
Your southern can belongs to me

Ya might take it from the southbabyhide it up north
Understand ya can t rule me and be my boss
Take it from the east and hide in the west
But when I get ya momma your can t see no rest

So there ain t no use in bringin no jive to me
Your southern can is mineI m screamin
Your southern can belongs to me

Now babyashes to ashessand to sand
When I hit ya momma then ya feel my hand
Give ya punch through that barbed wire fence
When I hit ya babyya know I make no sense

So there ain t no use in bringin no jive to me
Your southern can is mineI know it
Your southern can belongs to me

Now look here womandon t get hot
I m gettin me a brick outta my backyard

So there ain t no use in bringin no jive to me
Your southern can is mineI m takin about it
Your southern can belongs to me

Well if I catch you momma down in the heart of town
I m gonna grab me a brick and tear your can on down

So there ain t no use in bringin no jive to me
Your southern can is mineI know it
Your southern can belongs to me

You maybe get bed sick cause you re graveyard bound
I m gonna make you moan like a graveyard hound

So there ain t no use in bringin no jive to me
Your southern can is mineI m screamin
Your southern can belongs to me

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