
MEMPHIS TN ft. BosCo Bouquet Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Most people don't know the history
They do not understand what this shit meant to me
When I first heard this shit, picture me
Freshman at Wooddale
I bumped this religiously
Project Pat splashed in the industry
Memphis shit everywhere
1st track of Ghetty Green
NORTH MEMPHIS
But I swear we felt that shit
All the way in the East
I was just flowin', my pen would leak
All onto paper, just jottin' my memories
Funny how life is symmetry
With asymmetrical thoughts
In the middle we "little" speak
"Small talk", big talk sounds to them biggotry
If history serves us correct
Atlanta took our crunk shit
But it was born down in Memphis Tennessee
Now as you can see
The whole industry mimicin'
The Memphis scene
Everythang, from the beats to the flows
But they do not know what to order from Dixie Queen
They called us country, but we gettin' money
It's dirty, but shit, still a nigga clean
Even when we outta town,
Its all in our blood, they can feel the energy
This one for Infamous
Skinny Pimp
K-Rock and Indo G
Koopsta, ya hearin' this
Style I presented with
Gotta give credit to all of the niggas who did this shit
Way before I even thought about rappin'
Or hoppin' on tracks
I did all my due diligence
Thanks for the gift, mane this shit is terrific
My listeners love how I spit this shit
I was raised in East Memphis
Parkway Village to be specific
Chuck Street where I was livin'
Wooddale where I was givin'
Plenty game now I give it
Back to both of my children
If you want it go get it
No rewards for the timid
What's a roof with no ceilin'
That's a sky with no limit
Uh heyyyy
Ok, we jammin' like a locker
I be so fresh this is awkward
Aye shout out to Guappa Robert
I'm the reason Memphis City Schools
Had put us in Dockers
I got mine behind a counter
From mackin' my cousin doctor
What you know bout pullin' up
And gang bangers drop they posture
Surrounded by the cheddar
Southern Jalapeño Popper
A magician in these Penny's
I ain't talkin' bout no copper
To humanity, I'm Danity
Divine show stopper
Such a bad mother....
Goin' Dum Dum, you lil' suckaz
I be jammin' like Smucker's
All in other niggaz hood, hoopin'
Kobe at the Rucker
I'm so sorry girls, I was a busta'
So we had to suffer
They know the grind structured
You'll never find another
Pull a chair up to my table
All day it's time for supper
In the Valley, I done passed mo' plates
Than a hunnid ushers
Join churches for the chicks
Then I'm quick to honey mustard
Yea, I dip, baby, dip
Then it's doubled like The Clipse
Call me Church's Chicken Coop
I be so fresh on da strip
How I laid the staff
It made her decision shift
Memphis nigga inked up
Like a permission slip
I'm by any means
I brought them thangs in off a Lyft
Yo connection's tiny
Like its hangin' off a cliff
Call the route Stromile
I'm gettin' em back Swift
Packs wrapped wit mo' tape than DatPiff