Chords for Young Dolph "Down South Hustlers" ft. Slim Thug & Paul Wall (WSHH Exclusive - Official Music Video)

[G#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ Hey, hey, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ hey, I went Houston with this shit right now, man.
Uh huh, _ hey, pal, _ pal, I need some rubber band, [C#] _
bruh.
[G#m] Break that money bag out, pal, what's up, man?
All my [A#] bitches say I'm dirtier than [G#m] a motherfucker.
_ Pineapple Fanta and it's dirtier than a motherfucker.
Shout out to Bun, I'm riding dirtier than a motherfucker.
A half a million, [C#] all twenties, it got blood on it.
Presidential day date and [B] it's flooded, [C#] homie.
I just left the car lot and spent another [G#m] check
Hundred-band profit, and I didn't break a sweat
I dozed off on that drink and I almost had another wreck
My little bitch stay mad at me cause I don't get no rest
I'm always out here chasing money so she get no six
I'm in that drop [C#]-top banging screw and burning [G#m] rubber, nigga
I'm down in Houston on [C#] that ball shit [B] like Thoroughbred, [C#] nigga
Got everything on my own so I'm [G#m] like fuck a nigga
_ [C#]
Worldwide across the country [G#m] stacking ruffles, nigga
She a good girl but lil' mama bad though
She got a small waist with a fat ass though
30 pints of Hattic, they came in the glass though
Still booming, bells [C#] are strung, got [B] the bag though
Yo, I got G's out in Memphis, that'll kill for [C#m] me
And everywhere [G#m] I go, the hood still love me
Cause Thugger is a hustler, Thugger is a boss
[C#m] Thugger made it through [G#m] them droughts on that Nether Now
[C#m] Me and Paul [B] still tipping, sipping with that [C#m] douse
Got them riding [B] red 4's, [C#] breaking boys off
Cotton mouth, [G#m] cushion, blunt back to back
Nowadays [C#] riding Rover [G#m] still keep it clean, like
Thank God every day, I ain't gotta sell packs
I ain't trying to see the feds, I like my bed where it's at
Counting these stacks like I'm getting platinum plaques
Living that boss life, breaking hoes like the Mac Duggar
She a good [C#] girl but lil' [B] mama bad [C#] though
She got a small waist with a [F] fat ass though
30 pints of [C#] Hattic, they came in the [D#] glass [C#] though
Still booming, bells are strung, got [G#m] the bag though
Yo, _ no nuts mean no money _ _
No money, you must be a dummy _ _
No dummy, that's a fifth wheel _
It's only March but this my fifth grill _
Packing the steel, tasting the meal, working the wheel, yeah I'm the man
Made me a [C#m] ticket to fuck it all [G#m] off, I'm quoting the bronze and crisscus I can
Chain with the [C#m] chonk, I 70 [B] grand, choke with the [C#] bang, it sound like a band
Whenever I pass, his turn like a fan, [E] pardon me little girl, I know [F] she a fan
On him with the Xan, black whip back with 3 to 4 grams
[C#] Coming through money, got Cody spitting out all of my glands
All changed, [G#m] this new drink just ain't the same
[A#]
Sloping out about this long range [E] but not for property, Jesus
She a good girl but lil' [G#m] mama bad though
She got a small waist with a fat ass though
30 pints of [C#] Hattic, they came [G#m] in the glass though
Still booming, [C#] bells are strung, got [B] the bag [E] though Yo _
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