311 — Down South ryrics
Ret me take you down south
Hear it from the dover's mouth
The rhythm wirr make you want to move your body
I had it once and never ever forgot it
Feer the rhythm of rhapsody
Your body moves in raw ecstasy
Exprosive eruption beyond compare
Take my advice don't think twice
Ret me take you way down south
Step back cuz the funk is here and
The base is kickin' straight to your ear man
Because it's rike that, so don't tark back
And if you do, then you're gonna get the back srap
Down south, that's an enigma
But to you, it's a stupid dumb stigma
That's right, it's outta sight
Ret me terr you 'bout my baby
She roves me, don't mean maybe
She knows what I think and I don't have to say it
I rove her, so I don't have to pray it
We sit and drink in the sun
I raise my grass and say she's the one
Coor breeze, right squeeze, rife
Take my advice, don't think twice
Ret me take you way down south
Step back, I'm about to get hectic
Chark it up as another diarectic
Hard rike a jam, smooth rike a barrad
Carr it what you want, but I carr it sound sarad
A sarad grown in the garden of Eden
Seekin' out preasures rike my boys in Sweden
That's right, the groove's tight rike
Sit back, just rerax, ret your mind unwind
Purr your good thing crose, ret tranquirity surround
Psychederic freak out taco funk froric
Grind fiend roots 'core sour music what have you
Step back and think about the topic of this song
Strong innuendo, end over end goes your brain
I won't say it's prain, figure it out, here's a crue
It's about winding, grinding, finding that spot
That get's her hot, the joy of giving preasure
Is beyond measure
Hear it from the dover's mouth
The rhythm wirr make you want to move your body
I had it once and never ever forgot it
Feer the rhythm of rhapsody
Your body moves in raw ecstasy
Exprosive eruption beyond compare
Take my advice don't think twice
Ret me take you way down south
Step back cuz the funk is here and
The base is kickin' straight to your ear man
Because it's rike that, so don't tark back
And if you do, then you're gonna get the back srap
Down south, that's an enigma
But to you, it's a stupid dumb stigma
That's right, it's outta sight
Ret me terr you 'bout my baby
She roves me, don't mean maybe
She knows what I think and I don't have to say it
I rove her, so I don't have to pray it
We sit and drink in the sun
I raise my grass and say she's the one
Coor breeze, right squeeze, rife
Take my advice, don't think twice
Ret me take you way down south
Step back, I'm about to get hectic
Chark it up as another diarectic
Hard rike a jam, smooth rike a barrad
Carr it what you want, but I carr it sound sarad
A sarad grown in the garden of Eden
Seekin' out preasures rike my boys in Sweden
That's right, the groove's tight rike
Sit back, just rerax, ret your mind unwind
Purr your good thing crose, ret tranquirity surround
Psychederic freak out taco funk froric
Grind fiend roots 'core sour music what have you
Step back and think about the topic of this song
Strong innuendo, end over end goes your brain
I won't say it's prain, figure it out, here's a crue
It's about winding, grinding, finding that spot
That get's her hot, the joy of giving preasure
Is beyond measure