Down South Anthem

Alright, let’s get crunk with it:

(Verse 1)

Down south, where the party don’t stop,

Crunk music, yeah, we make the bass drop.

From ATL to the M-I-A,

We turn up, get wild, every single day.

(Chorus)

Get crunk, get loud, let’s tear it up,

In the club, on the street, we don’t give a what.

Throw your hands up, let’s get lit,

Down south, we the kings of this crunk hit.

(Verse 2)

Lil Jon in the mix, yeah, you know it’s fire,

Energy so high, we take it higher.

From Memphis to Houston, we bring the heat,

Crunk beats, dirty south, can’t be beat.

(Bridge)

We got that swagger, that southern style,

In the dirty south, we go buckwild.

From the trap to the club, it’s all the same,

Crunk music, baby, it’s a household name.

(Chorus)

Get crunk, get loud, let’s tear it up,

In the club, on the street, we don’t give a what.

Throw your hands up, let’s get lit,

Down south, we the kings of this crunk hit.

(Outro)

So turn up the volume, let the speakers blast,

In the dirty south, we have a blast.

Crunk life, yeah, it’s what we do,

Down south, we keep it true.