Intro “Dirty South, Dirty South!”) DJ (spoken): “Alright y’all, crank up that volume. We got that Dirty South bounce for ya—lemme see them moves!” Hook Feet on the ground, make that backline shake, Dirty South style, show ‘em what you got to take. We drop low, then rise up fast— From the heels to the hips, it’s feet n’ ass! (Repeat hook for extra catchiness.) Verse 1 Hot summer nights, sweat drippin’ from the heat, Club packed tight, bodies movin’ to the beat. Bass so heavy, rattlin’ up the block, Hands in the air while the vibe don’t stop. Everybody’s got that Southern swagger goin’, Dancin’ so hard, you can feel the floor groanin’. No shame here, we let the groove unfold, If you came to flex, we gon’ make you lose control! (Brief instrumental break—808 drop, claps, crowd noise.) Pre-Chorus We spin around, no time to pass, Lock eyes, get live, and tap that glass. Feel the vibe rise as we catch that blast, Feet on the floor, hips in the forecast. Chorus Feet on the ground, make that backline shake, Dirty South style, show ‘em what you got to take. We drop low, then rise up fast— From the heels to the hips, it’s feet n’ ass! Feet on the ground, get down, get loud, Bring that sauce that’ll move the crowd. We drop low, then rise up fast— From the heels to the hips, it’s feet n’ ass! Verse 2 Got that hushpuppy hustle and them Southern flames, Poppin’ off in the club like we proud of our names. Lemonade sippin’, sweat drippin’, y’all, We keep it real dirty from the window to the wall. Trucks in the lot bumpin’ slow jam songs, But inside we gettin’ wild, all night long. This that vibe that you can’t deny, Ain’t no stoppin’ that Dirty South high! Bridge (Breakdown) (Music drops to just bass + minimal percussion. Emphasize the claps or snaps.) Feet stomp, hips rock, let the energy spark, Lights flash, heads nod, we reclaim the dark. Feel that flow pulse from your toes to your soul, Feet n’ ass movin’—we about to lose control! (DJ or hype-man ad libs: “Let’s go! Dirty South in the building!”) Chorus (Final) Feet on the ground, make that backline shake, Dirty South style, show ‘em what you got to take. We drop low, then rise up fast— From the heels to the hips, it’s feet n’ ass! Feet on the ground, get down, get loud, Bring that sauce that’ll move the crowd. We drop low, then rise up fast— From the heels to the hips, it’s feet n’ ass! Outro (Music can fade or abruptly drop out for impact.) DJ (spoken): “That’s what I’m talkin’ ‘bout! Nothin’ but that Southern heat, baby. Keep those feet stompin’ and that body rockin’— Dirty South forever!”
