[Intro: Z-Ro]
Yes indeed, H-Town, it go down
Lil' Flex, Z-Ro, Big Mello, know what I'm saying?
You boys can't stop us, man, unstoppable, you feel me?
Yeah, they got to feel us 'til they kill us, but this for the radio

[Verse 1: Lil' Flex]
Ain't nothing but a G thang, baby
[?][0:21] drive yellow bones crazy
Can't fade me, died lately
Pulling out the Escalade or Mercedes
Trunk popper, show stopper, drank sipper
Rule number one is to never tip a stripper
And I know a lot of y'all want to wish me trouble
Went from swanging hoo-doos to a Bentley bubble
Image is everything, diamonds in every ring
Piece and chains that hang down low to my dang-a-lang
Stop that, cop that, I'm a baller, baby
Got the rims that poke out on the prowler baby
I'm the same young cat that dropped the jewels on 'em
Next year I'm about to drop twenty-twos on 'em
From the Mo' to the Fo' back to airport landing
Diamonds speak for theyself, Flex so outstanding

[Chorus]
Still standing
Uh-huh, uh-huh, we still standin', baby
And you know we represent the south
And ya know ya know we represent the south
Still standing
Uh-huh, uh-huh, we still standin', baby
We in the door and these haters can't keep us out (Uh)
[Verse 2: Big Mello]
I represent that S-O-U-T-H to the S-I
D-E, drop screens you can see me completely
Off the heezy, for sheezy I'm breezy
Since my diamonds, they be known to blind hoes like Stevie
Believe me, outstanding with my family
From me and Z-Ro and Lil' Flex at the Grammy
Boss player from Texas, you can tell by the necklace
We gone break these hoes on fours, now we frozen the Lexus
Mob protected, move around, get around
Come through, show us 'round when we hit your town
It go down, woah now, school slow down
Watch these fours roll down, crawl down
Your block, top drop, trunk knock
Glock cocked and these shops gon' bop
It don't stop, won't stop, how it go down
Hiram-Clarke, Mo City, southwest still shine (Woo)

[Chorus]
Still standing
Uh-huh, come on, uh, still standin' baby, uh
And you know we represent the south
And ya know ya know we represent the south (Woo, come on, come on)
Still standing
Uh, still standin', mane, come on
We in the door and these haters can't keep us out (Uh, man)
[Verse 3: Z-Ro]
Screwed Up representer, these fellas don't want none
From the land of the trunk poppers where ballers blow tons
We stacking funds, and living our life out on the run
In search of a Platinum plaque, trying to get stacks, it just begun
If you talking down, move around, we ain't having that
East and west took it before, but see, we came to grab it back
Can't see us like cataracts off in our natural habitat
That's the studio, and bro, you know ain't no more selling crack
Ain't nothing but rocking tracks, choppin' 'em down to the ADAT
'Cause I'm a veteran to this here ever since the days of the way back
When I was knee high to a grasshopper, but now we roll on choppers
Me and Gene hovering over the ground in candy helicopters
Man, we Platinum status without driving a Dodge Stratus
Keeping it gangsta, energy, instincts and with a heater to protect us
Man it's third coast, to me our music mean the most
Big Mello and Lil' Flex and Z-Ro the crooked as the most and we

[Chorus]
Still standing
We still standin', we still standin'
And you know we represent the south
And ya know ya know we represent the south
Still standing
We still standin', we still standin'
We in the door and these haters can't keep us out
Man, you know they can't keep us out
Still standing
We still standin', we still standin'
And you know we represent the south
And ya know ya know we represent the south
Still standing
We still standin', we still standin'
We in the door and these haters can't keep us out
Man, you know they can't keep us out