Your Southern Can is Mine



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 forgetten 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 dollar a 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 your 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 punch through that barbed wire fence

When i hit ya baby, ya know i make no sence



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 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

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