[Intro: P.O.]
Oh
Hot box remix
Poll boy

[Chorus: P.O.]
Got it goin on
Goin on
Miami n***as got it goin on
Dirty south n***as got it goin on

[Verse 1: Trick Daddy]
I'm representing for the n***as that get it
Gotta go with it
Say their names, but that's too damb in it
Get 'm with the thug shit
Ride like the thugs do
Me, him and you
Go head, thug on, do your thang, boy
Don't take it for a game, boy
Ain't no Caviar dinner for the broke dogs
I'd rather eat chicken wings [?]
Drive my Empala, smoke and pop bottles
Jigga know me, he calling me Mr. Dollars
Thinkin bout runnin for mayor
If I win, shit'll change round here
First, I'ma buy me a boat, then legalise dope
And no one will have to cut the coke
[?]
Everything in the hood sick, no thugs
It's goin on
[Chorus: P.O.]
Got it goin on
Goin on
Miami n***as got it goin on
Dirty south n***as got it goin on

[Verse 2: P.O.]
Y'all act like we can't top the charts
Cause I come from the M A M A M I
They see us, quick to greed us
Cut [?] Jesus
Eas up, [?]
Pressin on my chroam plated heater
She can get it, give her them didgets
N***a like me, quick to feed pidgens
Love women, freak 'm with X in 'm
Thong on them cheaks, hip hugging denom
Told y'all, we got flow
[?]
I lyrically lay 'm down like coffens
You can't stop it
4 in the cockpit
Real kings, ding a ling
Cognedo, P.O., let's go

[Chorus: P.O.]
Got it goin on
Goin on
Miami n***as got it goin on
Dirty south n***as got it goin on
[Verse 3: Cognito]
When in the presents of a boss n***a [?]
[?]
I squeeze the clip, blast you, bitch
You motherfuckers tryna sound like us
Run like us, have cash like us
Get mad when we sit back
Poll back, big bank
Pump the throwback straight through your throat and back

[Chorus: P.O.]
Got it goin on
Goin on
Miami n***as got it goin on
Dirty south n***as got it goin on