Your Southern Can Is Mine

Album: De Stijl (2000)
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  • Lookie here momma let me explain ya this
    If ya want to 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 arrested, put in jail
    Some hotshots got money gonna pull my bail
    Soon as I get out, hit the ground
    Your southern can is worth a thousand,
    Half a pound

    So there ain't no use in bringin' no jive to me
    Your southern can is mine, talkin' about it
    Your southern can belongs to me

    Ya might take it from the south, baby,
    Hide 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 you can'll see no rest

    So there ain't no use in bringin' no jive to me
    Your southern can is mine, I'm screamin'
    Your southern can belongs to me

    Now baby, ashes to ashes, sand to sand
    When I hit ya momma then ya feel my hand
    Give ya a punch through that barbed wire fence
    When I hit ya baby, ya know I make no sense

    So there ain't no use in bringin' no jive to me
    Your southern can is mine, I know it
    Your southern can belongs to me

    Now look here woman, don'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 mine, I'm talkin' about it
    You 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 mine, I know it
    Your southern can belongs to me

    You maybe get bed sick,
    'cause your 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 mine, I'm screamin'
    Your southern can belongs to me Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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