ROBERTDAVI$ lyrics

[Hook - Pimp C]
Robert Davis he the king of the South (South)
Robert Davis he the king of the South (South)
RIP Robert Davis he the king of the South (South)
Anything else said need to shut ya f*ckin mouth (mouth)
Robert Davis he the king of the South (South)
Robert Davis he the king of the South (South)
RIP Robert Davis he the king of the South (South)
Anything else said need to shut ya f*ckin mouth (mouth)

[Verse 1: Bones]
Robert Davis, in my system
I turn it up and then I can feel him
Robert Davis, in my swisher
I take a hit and then I can feel it
Never comin' down, always goin' up
And don't ask "what's up?" cuz I am what's up
And don't ask what's good, the answers me
And don't ask who I'm with, I'm with the team
I'm guttin' blunts, I'm cuttin' trees
Young lumberjack with the rolled up sleeves
Rolled up jeans blowin' rolled up leaves
Ashin' out the window to the cold cut breeze
Cold cut team with the cold cut dream
And i'm lean till I R.I.P
Please, believe me, I been killin' these beats and bury them in a burial underneath the streets
Under my [?] under the bleachers I never see ya waitin' near the rejack
When you're an outlaw, like road dog, and when you a bad boy like DX
Throw an XD and a suck it
See we don't give a f*ck we say f*ck it
f*ck that and f*ck Dave get ripped away but get out the way
AH!
[Hook: Pimp C]
Robert Davis he the king of the South (South)
Robert Davis he the king of the South (South)
RIP Robert Davis he the king of the South (South)
Anything else said need to shut ya f*ckin mouth (mouth)
Robert Davis he the king of the South (South)
Robert Davis he the king of the South (South)
RIP Robert Davis he the king of the South (South)
Anything else said need to shut ya f*ckin mouth (mouth)

[Verse 2- Grandmilly]
Robert Davis, Robert Davis, DJ Screw up in my playlist
Killin' the most of you n*ggas that say this
Walking around with this Glock and my pager
Stopped the phone got reprimanded
These rowdy n*ggas got weapons with em
That's birdy stoops my raider n*gga
Ya'll tape was dead and I'm saving n*gga's
Stylish rag on my belt buckle, n*ggas talk tough but they felt knuckles
Rollin this dope while she c*ck back the nina
Ridin' through [?] and I'm lookin' for demons
NY to the bone star state; n*ggas get high listenin' to Pimp C tapes
My swag [?] everybody know me
Screwed up n*gga, pourin' up mo' lean
Rolling my kush like a god damned fiend
Swervin' and can't [?]
n*ggas ain't knowin a god damned thing
Aim at your melon and bust yo brain
What's up, pimpin' these hoes
Don't mess with Texas they told you before
Smokin' this low, tippin' them fo's
Representin' for those who came befo'
Ho!
(King of the muhf*ckin...)
[Hook: Pimp C]
Robert Davis he the king of the South (South)
Robert Davis he the king of the South (South)
RIP Robert Davis he the king of the South (South)
Anything else said need to shut ya f*ckin mouth (mouth)
Robert Davis he the king of the South (South)
Robert Davis he the king of the South (South)
RIP Robert Davis he the king of the South (South)
Anything else said need to shut ya f*ckin mouth (mouth)
Robert Davis he the king of the South (South)
Robert Davis he the king of the South (South)
RIP Robert Davis he the king of the South (South)
Anything else said need to shut ya f*ckin mouth (mouth)