If you rowdy, say you rowdy 
If you rowdy, say you rowdy
If you rowdy, say you rowdy 
If you rowdy, say you rowdy
Im from a city that is rowdy, rowdy
If you rowdy, say you rowdy
Im from a city that is rowdy, rowdy
If you rowdy , say you rowdy 
Im from a city that is rowdy, rowdy
If you rowdy , say you rowdy 
Im from a city that is rowdy, rowdy
Catfish Billy
Comin straight out of Alabama
Yeah, that side of town with the bootleggin to minors, hammers
Flip flop on the paint job like your mamas sandals
Prepared, got my clique, homie, Im cockin hammers
You pop out my lane, doggie, I drive a van and slam into your Phantom
Take a can of paint and vandalize your camper
L-A-M to the E, fuck the police
Bangin inside the Chevy Caprice
N.W.A, Im from the trap
Not from a little house on the prairie, yeah
Mama used to whoop that backside, I took that Bible belt
Ever since then, its been, Yes maam, and, Mama, how can I help?
Take a bucket to the well
Bringin water to the house
Get your ass off of the couch
Bitch, I grew up in the South
PBJ and paper towels
Mama never did get child support for the boy, but I was never let down
She was choppin up the pounds, so I learned how to double up on an ounce
Fuckin kids these days 
Yall got some lip these days 
Poppin Xannies and rappin, go to your crib and play 
Put that back in your fanny pack, we dont pistol wave 
So dont get mad if you get hit when that shit ricochets
No need to be macho , I put on a rock show 
You may see some albino gorillas from the Congo 
You may see some black folks from the projects flexin all gold 
Disrespect the culture, motherfucker, then we all go
Jump in that Slumerican moshpit and bury that nonsense
Take a shot of Creek Water and get with the chaotic order of my clique
Whether Im droppin a pop hit or mobbin with Three Six
I got my city on my back, a crown for a hat
Im a king where I sit, Im bout it
If you rowdy, say you rowdy
Im from a city that is rowdy, rowdy
If you rowdy, say you rowdy
Im from a city that is rowdy, rowdy
If you rowdy , say you rowdy 
Im from a city that is rowdy, rowdy
If you rowdy , say you rowdy 
Im from a city that is rowdy, rowdy
I bought a 53 Pontiac and then I got a guitar to match it
Everythin manual except for the semi-automatic, hah
Pull up in traffic, my passengers look like a beauty pageant
Pupils is bigger than tennis rackets
Went from Oodles of Noodles to Cobb salads
Now Im mob status, uh
Fuck fame, what you sayin? These aint games
Dont be playin with my motherfuckin name, ho
Top Gun, never run
Bitch, Im maverick on the bike, magic with the pipe
Fuck her, make her cum 
She want a star 
Im a rock and roller but my jewelry alone is a supernova
Got these glasses on me like Im in the solar
Aint nobody colder, call that bipolar
Tell them, Bye, bitches, I aint Casanova
Im a rollin stone, gotta meet a quota
Drank the bar until all that they had was soda
Bout it, bout it like Im from the Nolia
Im a motherfuckin soldier 
Always rollin up the doja 
Maintain composure 
Nickname King Cobra 
Came from workin at the store but 
These brown bags not Krogers 
The green leaves not clovers 
Lucky Charms with the Folgers
Hold up, wake, bake, get my life straight
Ridin by the lake, double Xs on my license plate
 big bass, so they know Im in the place
So if they wanna hate, say it to my face then
If you rowdy, say you rowdy
Im from a city that is rowdy, rowdy
If you rowdy, say you rowdy
Im from a city that is rowdy, rowdy
If you rowdy , say you rowdy 
Im from a city that is rowdy, rowdy
If you rowdy , say you rowdy 
Im from a city that is rowdy, rowdy