Southern Made Playa
Mr. Pookie Lyrics


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[k-roc]
K-roc and pookie bout gon and drop it crooked like we really can
Flossin in this bitch and go get funky bout my dividends
See I'm gon be tha man, wit tha plan and tha ends
Flossin through dallas, texas in tha new 2000 benz
Wit some hen, and a fat sack of indo, my head is in tha sky
I'm gettin high, and wit my kinfolk, see I don't neva choke
Cause I been blowin almost everyday, why you askin why?
In junior high, boy I been chiffin hay
Now I'm gettin paid and like to blow mo than I used to blow
I like em burnin slow, so now I'm off to get some optimos
Nigga, you didn't know, jus how we doin, got yo auntie, she pursuin
Yo lil sister been boo-hooin, and yo gal I been screwin
But I'm movin on cause I can't let my paper stop
And she don't want me gon, pookie say they rollin dice blocks from mine
Like 2pac on hennessey, until I pass out
Blowin on some green, I can't be seen, up in that glass house, playa

Chorus [x2]

Bounce, a southern made playa make tha crowd jus, bounce
And can't nobody do it like we do it in tha south
Got everybody talkin cause they know if it's clown
Your preferably a rival when tha crooks hit yo town

[mr. pookie]
Tired of facin' drama ya'll, watch this playa rip it
Wishin life was like a soccer ball, all my fools can kick it
Wassup wit it, k-roc gon and get tha switches from tha track
Southern made, grab tha blade, and split that bitch on down tha back
My reaction to tha weed is a calm cool state
Like a missile on tha way, I jus can't wait to detonate
In tha days of tha hemingway, rollin lovely blunts
Who's to say I saw tha trigga spray, boy we had it krunk
Bout to dump, on this niggaz wit tha m1 cock
Quick to hit a 2 way stop, wit that 45 beam on top
Bodies drop, see me flexin, lil ol texan, from tha crook
North dallas off tha hook, bound to leave them bustas shook
Peep and look, I stay creased, wit k-swiss up on my feet
Smokin blacks when it ain't no weed, hit this blunt, oh yes indeed
I'ma sleep, see passion for these hoes has got cha stronger
She dancin and unchancin, that's cause pookie all up on her

Chorus[x2]

[mr. pookie]
Look at cha southern made, playa laid, back in tha shade
Jus tha rippla, come to get cha, wit these blunts I'ma blaze
And today is jus anotha, like a muthafuckin otha
It's not safe stay undercover, get yo paper, fuck tha colors
See them bustas, and organize a lick we finsta hit
Quick to skeam up on this nigga, out to get that treasure shit
That's tha mind of a crook, jus a section in our brain
Where we felt like we couldnt have it, so we had to grab it man
Who's to blame? my conscience saw tha crooked times we livin in
Time to stack some dividends, I'm at tha mall wit plenty ends
It's me again, playa of tha year, dark and lovely
Makin moves on hoes that love me, gurl stay back if you scrubby
And yo hubby, it's best that he stay clear when I'm near
Cause that static, cause of fear, me and yo bitch ova hea
That's 4 real, so nigga stay back yo gurl has chosen
Don't wanna see you get yo face cracked, pookie has spoken





Chorus [til end]

Overall Meaning

The song "Southern Made Playa" by Mr. Pookie features K-roc and follows the story of two southern made players who are living life on their own terms in the Dallas, Texas area. The lyrics are full of slang and metaphors, making it the perfect representation of southern hip hop culture.


The first verse is rapped by K-roc who talks about his indulgence in drugs such as Hennessy and Indo. He says he’s been smoking weed since he was in junior high, and he never chokes when he’s smoking. The second verse features Mr. Pookie who talks about his life of crime and drug addiction. He proclaims himself as the “playa of the year” and admits to cheating on his girlfriend with her sister, and auntie. He is also portrayed as someone who is fearless and quick to react. In the chorus, they both urge people to bounce, and they claim that nobody can do it better than they do it in the south.


The lyrics of “Southern Made Playa” touch on themes of drug addiction, cheating, and crime. The song paints an unfiltered picture of southern hip hop culture and the struggles that people face in the south. The lyrics serve as a testimony to the lives of those who are living in the shadows of society, yet thriving through it all.


Line by Line Meaning

K-roc and pookie bout gon and drop it crooked like we really can
K-roc and Mr. Pookie will release their music in a unique, interesting fashion.


Flossin in this bitch and go get funky bout my dividends
Mr. Pookie is talking about flaunting his wealth and assets, which he gained by recording and releasing his music.


See I'm gon be tha man, wit tha plan and tha ends
Mr. Pookie is now someone who has a plan for his life and goals for his career.


Flossin through dallas, texas in tha new 2000 benz
As a southerner, Mr. Pookie is showing off his new car which he bought with the money he made from his music career.


Wit some hen, and a fat sack of indo, my head is in tha sky
Mr. Pookie is under the influence of alcohol and marijuana, and his head is foggy.


I'm gettin high, and wit my kinfolk, see I don't neva choke
Mr. Pookie cannot control himself while he is under the influence and continues to smoke without taking a break.


Cause I been blowin almost everyday, why you askin why?
Mr. Pookie is trying to explain that he is very consumed by his habit of smoking marijuana and finds it difficult to stop.


In junior high, boy I been chiffin hay
Mr. Pookie has been smoking marijuana since his teenage years.


Now I'm gettin paid and like to blow mo than I used to blow
Mr. Pookie can now afford to buy better quality marijuana and has been smoking more than he used to in the past.


I like em burnin slow, so now I'm off to get some optimos
Mr. Pookie prefers to smoke his marijuana more slowly, so he is going to buy some slow-burning cigars.


Nigga, you didn't know, jus how we doin, got yo auntie, she pursuin
Mr. Pookie is bragging about how well he is doing, and how women are chasing after him, including his friend's aunt.


Yo lil sister been boo-hooin, and yo gal I been screwin
Mr. Pookie has been having sex with his friend's girlfriend and his friend's sister is upset about it.


But I'm movin on cause I can't let my paper stop
Mr. Pookie cannot let his wealth and money be impacted by his personal relationships, so he has moved on from his friend's girlfriend.


And she don't want me gon, pookie say they rollin dice blocks from mine
Even though Mr. Pookie has moved on from his friend's girlfriend, she still wants him to stay with her. He is now playing a game of dice with his other friends.


Like 2pac on hennessey, until I pass out
Similar to Tupac, Mr. Pookie is drinking heavily and will continue to do so until he passes out.


Blowin on some green, I can't be seen, up in that glass house, playa
Mr. Pookie is now smoking marijuana and cannot be seen due to the tinted windows of his car.


Bounce, a southern made playa make tha crowd jus, bounce
Mr. Pookie's music and persona will make people want to dance and move to the rhythm.


And can't nobody do it like we do it in tha south
There is no one who can replicate the southern flavor or culture that Mr. Pookie embodies in his music.


Got everybody talkin cause they know if it's clown
Mr. Pookie is well-known in his town and recognized for his music and personality.


Your preferably a rival when tha crooks hit yo town
If Mr. Pookie and his group come to your town, they will likely cause trouble and chaos.


Tired of facin' drama ya'll, watch this playa rip it
Mr. Pookie is tired of drama and is now focused on making and sharing his music.


Wishin life was like a soccer ball, all my fools can kick it
Mr. Pookie wishes that life was like soccer, where everyone could contribute and kick the ball around together.


Wassup wit it, k-roc gon and get tha switches from tha track
Mr. Pookie is asking K-roc to start the music and turn up the sound.


Southern made, grab tha blade, and split that bitch on down tha back
The southern culture and people are tough and will fight back if needed.


My reaction to tha weed is a calm cool state
Mr. Pookie becomes relaxed and peaceful when he smokes marijuana.


Like a missile on tha way, I jus can't wait to detonate
Mr. Pookie is excited and can't wait to perform and share his music with others.


In tha days of tha hemingway, rollin lovely blunts
Mr. Pookie has been smoking marijuana and rolling it into nice-looking cigars since his teenage years.


Who's to say I saw tha trigga spray, boy we had it krunk
In the past, Mr. Pookie has witnessed gun violence and dangerous situations where there was a lot of noise and chaos.


Bout to dump, on this niggaz wit tha m1 cock
Mr. Pookie is cocking his gun and getting ready to shoot anyone who threatens him or his friends.


Quick to hit a 2 way stop, wit that 45 beam on top
Mr. Pookie will quickly take action and use his gun to defend himself or his friends.


Bodies drop, see me flexin, lil ol texan, from tha crook
Mr. Pookie is telling the listener that he is from Texas and is not afraid to defend himself, and he has already killed several people.


North dallas off tha hook, bound to leave them bustas shook
Mr. Pookie is talking about his neighborhood, which is very active and always filled with danger and violence.


Peep and look, I stay creased, wit k-swiss up on my feet
Mr. Pookie is always well-dressed and has clean white sneakers.


Smokin blacks when it ain't no weed, hit this blunt, oh yes indeed
If there is no marijuana available, Mr. Pookie will resort to smoking nicotine cigarettes or mixed cigars with some tobacco.


I'ma sleep, see passion for these hoes has got cha stronger
Mr. Pookie is getting sleepy because his passion for women and sex has worn him out.


She dancin and unchancin, that's cause pookie all up on her
Mr. Pookie is dancing with a girl and causing her to become flustered and lose control.


Look at cha southern made, playa laid, back in tha shade
Mr. Pookie is now relaxed and chilling in the shade, which is typical of southern culture.


Jus tha rippla, come to get cha, wit these blunts I'ma blaze
Mr. Pookie is now sharing marijuana with the listener and promises to get them high.


And today is jus anotha, like a muthafuckin otha
Today is just like any other day in Mr. Pookie's life.


It's not safe stay undercover, get yo paper, fuck tha colors
Mr. Pookie is telling the listener to focus on making money and not get involved in gang violence or racial conflicts.


See them bustas, and organize a lick we finsta hit
Mr. Pookie is organizing a scheme to steal from other people and is referring to them as 'bustas'.


Quick to skeam up on this nigga, out to get that treasure shit
Mr. Pookie is ready to attack and steal from anyone who appears to be wealthy.


Who's to blame? my conscience saw tha crooked times we livin in
Mr. Pookie believes that the tough times living in the southern United States have caused him to be violent and commit crimes.


Time to stack some dividends, I'm at tha mall wit plenty ends
Mr. Pookie has enough money to splurge and is now shopping at the mall.


It's me again, playa of tha year, dark and lovely
Mr. Pookie has reappeared and he is calling himself 'playa of the year' and drawing attention to his dark skin.


Makin moves on hoes that love me, gurl stay back if you scrubby
Mr. Pookie is charming and seducing women, but he is telling those who are not pretty to stay away.


And yo hubby, it's best that he stay clear when I'm near
Mr. Pookie is warning husbands to keep their distance from him.


Cause that static, cause of fear, me and yo bitch ova hea
Mr. Pookie is calling out anyone who has an issue with him and their partner being together.


That's 4 real, so nigga stay back yo gurl has chosen
Mr. Pookie confirms that he is serious and that the listener should stay away from their chosen partner.




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