I said her from the city so her got to witty witty She said him from the country so him got to be funky funky
Mama I'ma Millionaire but I feel like a bum Mama I'ma Millionaire but I feel like the only one I I I I woke up early this mornin I don't think ya'll heard me I woke up early this mornin I don't think ya'll heard me I woke up early this mornin I don't think ya'll heard me I woke up early this mornin but i still ain't seen the sun
Papa I'ma Milionaire But sex and abs don't sale affection Sex and abs don't sale affection Papa I'ma Millionaire but i ain't movin in the right direction Somethin ain't right I know I am rich to he is rich she is rich to we is rich I am rich to he is rich she is rich to we is rich I am rich to he is rich she is rich to we is rich I am rich to he is rich she is rich to we is rich Where there is cheese there are rats Where ever there are rats there are cats Where ever there are cats there are dogs If you got the dogs you got Always out to put their paws on your riches If you got riches you got glitches If you got glitches in your life computer turn it off and then reboota Now you back on Can't just put the cap on the old bottle once you pop it that will spoil it gone and drink it and enjoy it Mama I'ma Millionaire What's a girl to do when she just has dimes no time to play yay yay yay What's a girl to do instead of me it's you'll be true woo woo woo What's a girl to do in a world of greed but kneel and pray yay yay yay What's a girl to do when she's lost her long time friends that's lie ie ie ie ied
It's like I told you, I'm getting away from this town I'll be traveling alone, adventure is calling my name And if you want to, you can follow me I'm gonna go to the jungle and build me a home We could live right (in the jungle baby) Stay up all night (all night) Kiss by moonlight (and you could kiss me) It would be tight We'll have a family and I will protect you from harm We could get wilder than all the animals And I will try to keep it simple if that's what you want I know you're scared baby, I know you're proud I know your girl, she was fooling around She had your head under water your heart under fire And I've decided she didn't know how to love you We could live right (we could live right) Stay up all night (stay up all night) Kiss by moonlight (you can kiss me) It would be tight (it would be so right) We could get by (we could get by) Start a new life (start a new life) Dance with fireflies (in the jungle baby) We could get by (in the jungle baby) Can't hide from the man in the moon, he's watching Make love like animals (baby), I'm feeling cannibal And I'll eat you alive... Jungle, in the jungle… We could live right (we could live right) Stay up all night (stay up all night) Kiss by moonlight (you can kiss me) It would be tight (it would be so right) We could get by (we could get by) Start a new life (start a new life) Dance with fireflies (in the jungle baby) We could get by (in the jungle baby) We could live right (oh my precious little boy) Stay up all night (just rest your weary head) Kiss by moonlight (it's gonna be all right) It would be tight We could get by (hush now my precious little boy) Start a new life (and rest your weary head) Dance with fireflies (it's gonna be all right) We could get by
In the land of a million drums there is always something going on, on, on, on If you can't locate your thought off might as well go on take your dead home, home, home, home
In the land of a million drums I catch a pattern that spit rings around you like Saturn Intergalatic tracks I make 'em like magstrulium This one for scooby, pass the doobie imma do me one, do me one Only you clean over I pick up the mic and rock it while I'm sober For the rated G exposure if you listen what I'm tryin to told ya We fathers with seeds of our own We're talkin about sons and daughters boy, not roots and clones Now that the theory gone wrong An embryo with no soul Stuck in this green mini-van with my lungs in a chokehold Shaggy pass the boombastic Daphne said don't do that Freaky Fred smashed the gas and slammed us into traffic Now Scrappy wanna box and throw them bows so I had to sic the pitbull on him before he could pass one blow Scooby-doo, scooby-doo, scooby damn doo, scooby doo (Scooby doobie doo)
Woke up from a long night of hanging out with Shaggy Oh no, lost my last baggy of scoobie snackies Shaggy wake up, we've been had Our scooby snacks they got the whole stash He said, who who, I don't have a clue I suspect the thirteen ghosts of Scoobie Doo Call Vincent Price up on the Nextel Tell him to send another package right through the mail In the meantime, I'mma call Thelma to tell her To get the Mystery Machine ready I'm two-wayin Daphne and Freddy Me and Shaggy dressed in all black, strapped Dippin through the flash tryin to get our stash back Roundin up suspects, collection' clues I got a question, where the hell is Scooby Doo when you need em? The hound's only found when you feed him In fact he probably got my sack Tell him holler back
Break it down, break it down baby 'til the flow jumps off the ground Ooo break it down lookin' over yonder til the walls come tumblin down Ooo, yes lord y'ain't gotta tell me two times but you know I know Ooo, break it down, break it down baby 'cuz I want y'all all to know We rock the world
I coulda got away with it, if it wasn't for ya meddlin kids (oh oh, oh no) (Until song s out)
Here's a little somethin for the players out there hustlin Gettin down for theirs From East Pointe College Park Decatur DeVries...
My man the scene was so thick Lowriders Seventy Seven Sevilles El Do's nuttin but them 'Llacs All the players (DePorte in the house) all the hustlers I'm talkin bout a black man heaven here YouknowhatI'msayin? Yeah
*singing* Cadillacs are comin, from everywhere (yeahhh) Limbo boppin good cause love is in the air To all you players and you pimps smoke out and have a ball And if your hoe is actin crazy
put her on the wall Now now now everybody's dancin and just feelin right I see all of you players got yourselves laid in on ice I hope when all y'all dance is over, can I get onn, yeah My kids'll have a story, that still be told, whoooa, about
All the players came, from far and wide Wearin afros and braids, kickin them gangster rides Now I'm here to tell ya, there's a better day When the player ball is happenin, all day eryday
Andre: Now sittin' in the bathtub listening to the Isley Brothers and others outside my door want to despise me Reminds me that everyone ain't cool the world is jealous Never could understand when my momma used to tell us "Don't take your food outside around your friends Unless you got enough to feed the neighborhood" The play has just began follow me now Act 1 scene 2 the date 1/1/96 the time I don't know Mood disturbed, Ray goes on to say they trying to get over Like them niggas with the blinker on, I got my thinker on So I'm like word, How every you want to act is fine That is real as fishing rods I might be kissing God But I'm still in the battle so if you got cattle you best be fasting For 7 days and 7 nights we everlasting ? on a quest to get my class ring just from them fhite wolks I will if it's the last thing I do
Hook: Everlasting
talking: Yeah, slick knowhatI'msayin'? I'm gonna tell you like this. Just cause I live the apartment don't mean you can keep puttin' notes under my windshield I tell you shortie gonna bust your ass about that shit.
Big Boi: Hey y'all hey y'all hey y'all hoes Back up in this bitch rippin' tracks like I'm suppose Tommy and Ralph Lauren don't like niggas to wear they clothes Where your proof at? Who's that? Talking shit like those Keepin' the rumors up, I wish I lived in a f**kin' cave I ride the streets in Lexus all these hoes wanna be saved Go to college get a job because all you want to do is shake I use to hit club niggas but I gave taht shit a break Just like Maaco, Waco, burn it to the ground I bet you eatin' pork when your partners ain't around Backdraft things are Shaft slapping these hoes
Just like he's suppose to, quote you "Big Boi is the pimp ass nigga that formed you" Like pottery, sloppily playin' hoes like lotteries OutKast did the dirt and now you swear your shit is poppin' see You bit beats, we makin' hits so give me your flag back I'm living in the SWATS so you may call me Daddy Fatsack Yeah you know what I'm sayin'? Like this. Everlasting
Hook
Big Boi: One in a million men passing the J off in the courtyard Don't y'all smoke a couple of pounds and get tore up y'all And tear the devil headquarter down to the grizzound Is how we hit the house and puff a couple of good pounds Of good weed, PeeWee, my nigga Little Beewee We need a 50 box of Phillies and some bouncin' titties From the magic the flame niggas too is sharin' sequels Never payin' for no pussy You can shake it you can keep it to your self hoe
Andre: You left your morals at the door, when you stepped in crept in Nigga this baby is at the beach so now you wondering Why your nigga done bust you in the fore, head Ain't no respect there so you just assed out like breech Delivery slivery got you swung on these types of things Go on from here to Bornhome to London England, Wall Street to y'all street Sometime I get bewildered and it throws a nigga like me off beat But I'm back on it Because we last forever sound good don't it? Rattling in your trunks like FAMU and the component Said that's it, man f**k that shit On and on and on and I'm out
O-U-T-K-A-S-T Live, from the center of the earth, 7 light-years below sea level we go, welcome to Stankonia. The place from which all funky things come. Would you like to come? (girl moaning, lasts throughout intro) Bounce baby. (We're bouncing) Bounce. Bounce. (We're bouncing) 2 times bounce bounce. (We're bouncing) We bouncing. (We're bouncing) BOUNCE... (We bouncing baby) (We're bouncing!) C'mon, bounce. (Bouncing! Bounce baby) Bounce! Bounce bounce. (Baby!) Bounce bounce. (Let's bounce) C'mon bounce. (Everybody let's bounce) (Let's bounce) We bouncing now. All that bouncing, niggaz be from the H-L. We got Bankhead right here, southwest and 92 strong. BREAK!! -clap-
Alright (x28)*Don't everybody like the smell of gasoline?Well burn motherfucka burn American DreamDon't everybody like the taste of Apple Pie?We'll snap for your slice of life I'm tellin' ya whyI hear that mother nature's now on bir
*Ain't nobody dope as me I'm dressed so fresh so clean(So fresh and so clean clean)Don't you think I'm so sexy I'm dressed so fresh so clean(So fresh and so clean clean)Ain't nobody dope as me I'm dressed so fresh so clean(So fresh and so clean clean)I love when you stare at me I'm dressed so fresh so clean(So fresh and so clean clean)Sir Luscious got gator belts and patty melts and Monte Carlo'sAnd El Dorado's I'm waking up out of my slumber feeling like RaloSo follow it's your time at the ApolloMinus the Kiki Shepard what about a ho in a leopard-printTeddy Pender-grass cooler than Freddie JacksonSippin a milkshake in a snowstormLeft my throat warm in the dorm room at the AUWe do hey you And might do some cake tooBut you must have me mistaken with them statements that you makeCause*RepeatCanary yellow seven house of business on displayMy nigga Bungle whipped it up so I gone get my rims todaySo a nigga can ride out to the colorful hideoutI'ma show you how to wild out like Jack TrippaLet me be bambino on your snippasYKK on yo zippa lick you like a lizardWhen I'm slizzard or sober 6 million ways to fold yaLike Noah I get crews to choose and you get pretty deepBut i'll call yo ass round 8-ish I know you'll be there for meCause*RepeatThose huge baby eyes get to runnin off at they mouthTellin me everything that's on yo nasty mindThey say your malnutrition in need of vitamin DAnd inviting me to that tingle in yo spineI love who you are love who ya ain't you so Anne FrankLet's hit the attic to hide out for bout two weeksWith change and no chains and whips I do suck lipsTill hips jerk and double time the boy next door's a freakHa Ha*Repeat(And we are...) the coolest motherfunkers on the planet(In my mind ...) the sky is fallin ain't no need to panic(But Oh oh.....) I got a stick and want yo automatic(Oh oh oh...) Compatible created in the attic(repeat)*Repeat (x2)
Yeah this one right here goes out to all the baby's mamas mamas Mamas mamas baby mamas mamas Yeah go like this I'm sorry Ms Jackson I am for real Never meant to make your daughter cry I apologize a trillion times I'm sorry Ms Jackson I am for real Never meant to make your daughter cry I apologize a trillion times A baby drama mama don't like me She doing things like havin her boys come from her neighborhood To the studio tryin to fight me She need to get a piece of the american pie and take her bite out That's my house I disconnect the cable and turn the lights out And let her know her grandchild is a baby and not a paycheck Private schools daycare shit medical bills I'll pay that I love your mom and everything see I aint the one who laid down She wanna rip you up start a custody war my lawyer stay down She never got a chance to hear my side of the story we was divided She had fish frys and cookouts On my child's birthday I ain't invited Despite it show her the utmost respect when I fall through All you do is defend that lady when I call you I'm sorry Ms Jackson I am for real Never meant to make your daughter cry I apologize a trillion times I'm sorry Ms Jackson I am for real Never meant to make your daughter cry I apologize a trillion times Me and your daughter Got a special thang goin on You say it's puppy love We say it's full grown Hope that we feel this Feel this way forever You could plan a pretty picnic But you can't predict the weather Ms Jackson Ten times out of nine now if I'm blind fine The quickest muzzle throw it on my mouth and I'll decline King meets queen then the puppy love thing together dream Bout that crib with the goodyear swing On the oak tree I hope we feel like this forever Forever forever ever forever ever Forever never seems that long until you're grown And notice that the day by day rule can't be too long Ms Jackson my intentions were good I wish I could Become a magician to abacadabra off the sadder Thoughts of me thoughts of she thoughts of he Askin what happened to the feelin that her and me Had I pray so much about it need some knee pads It happened for a reason one can't be mad So know just know that everything is cool And yes I will be present on the first day of school and graduation I'm sorry Ms Jackson I am for real Never meant to make your daughter cry I apologize a trillion times I'm sorry Ms Jackson I am for real Never meant to make your daughter cry I apologize a trillion times Look at the way he treats me shit look at the way you treat me See your lil nose ass homegirls got they ass up in the creek G Without a paddle you left the straddle and ride this thing on out And the union girl aint speakin no more cuz my dick all in her mouth I'm talkin about jealousy and fidelity envy Cheating beating and to the G's they be the same thing who you placin the blame on you keep on singin the same song Let bygones be bygones you can go on and get the hell on You and your mama I'm sorry Ms Jackson I am for real Never meant to make your daughter cry I apologize a trillion times I'm sorry Ms Jackson I am for real Never meant to make your daughter cry I apologize a trillion times I'm sorry Ms Jackson I am for real Never meant to make your daughter cry I apologize a trillion times I'm sorry Ms Jackson I am for real Never meant to make your daughter cry I apologize a trillion times
Our shit don't mix like llao and lukewarm water Better make it hotter splash ice and watch it rock up I oughta duct tape your infant daughter Show y'all soldier ass niggaz I'm murder city's Sargent Slaughter Guaranteed to get more cut than a barber I betcha I'll drill your heifer like Black & Decker This pussy wrecker and white water couldn't get it wetter I'm guaranteed to leave her swiss cheese for more cheddar I give a fuck, suede bucks and coogi sweaters What up whatever sable fur to lamb leather I've seen it all in the trap with fitted caps for cold weather And creased denim threats delivered when I send 'em Niggaz know I, Fed Ex my shit, overnight express my shit Deliver my hits quick, who next on my shit list Banana niggaz need to split Quit fucking with this through Atlanta click This here is Slum Lordz we make your terrific shit tragic My pen and pixel make violence more graphic I take raw coke cook it crack, saran wrap it One muthafuckin' verse and it's already a classic One muthafuckin' verse and it's already a classic Killer Mike nigga! Don't you be looking at me crazy like ya want to The game is over k.b. baby won't you Just quit the contemplating 'cause I'll box you in the motherfukkin' mouth Don't you be looking at me crazy like ya want to The game is over k.b. baby won't you Just quit the contemplating 'cause I'll box you in the motherfukkin' mouth My Cadillac got that boom, boom in it, listen to it drop Like cereal in your breakfast bowl just jumpin' off the top A nigga don't stop for squares or octagons prepare I'm not the one you scared, the Piccolo Pimp done set up shop Nigga you pop lock, for pop rocks, but I'm only poppin' tweeters And woofers and pussies be blowing purple wit my feet up I'm a eat up anybody who tests this, I'm blessed wit Super human powers, poke your chest in, the next of kin Gone be the first one of some Mexicans to buck Nigga you stuck like a truck in red dirt, you's in church And I'm the deacon speakin' while ya tweakin' The preacher preachin', reachin', teachin', speakin', being, breathin' You're not, your clock stop, and now you laying in a pretty box And now the pastor is only talking 'bout the pretty parts of your life Your brother fuckin' your damn wife You look for the pearly white gates, but you realize your fate It's too late, 'cause you hate, you hate, it's too late, ' cause you hate Punk pussy ass bitch, game over, who want some! Don't you be looking at me crazy like ya want to The game is over k.b. baby won't you Just quit the contemplating 'cause I'll box you in the motherfukkin' mouth Don't you be looking at me crazy like ya want to The game is over k.b. baby won't you Just quit the contemplating 'cause I'll box you in the motherfukkin' mouth Roll my blunts thick, like I like my bitch Lick my blunts and spit, like she do my dick Attempted murder dick, for ways I choke chicks Spit it in her eye make it hard to focus Killer Mike gonna calm down, things gonna get a little crazy Ol' girl might rape well G, you might as well give her a throat baby Goop goobler, goop gravy, no dicking her down to the ground Now you doing the Dirty South, know what I'm talking 'bout Big Boi, my mentor, hear what you hollering about But fuck that, I'm looking for love all in her mouth Need her to gobble up jism, like school lunches Need her to take cat beatings and throw punches Like a swarm of locusts, no hocus-pocus You wanna approach us, buzzards and vultures We two of the dopest mic controllers Stack big bank, honey folders Even wit rollers, I'm trying to told ya Even loving, lavish, ladies, leaving, landmarks Of Lemon-lime, lip gloss on your lavender lappets Leaping lizards, keep me slizzard, my mind's expanding Readily rappin' and snappin', snappin' and trappin' That's just what's happening Don't you be looking at me crazy like ya want to The game is over k.b. baby won't you Just quit the contemplating 'cause I'll box you in the motherfukkin' mouth Don't you be looking at me crazy like ya want to The game is over k.b. baby won't you Just quit the contemplating 'cause I'll box you in the motherfukkin' mouth A whey you want come dis When you know you nuh fit You better move your bombo Before me start trip Nuff a them a talk like Outkast Nuff a them a trip Nuff a them come in like a bitch Whey wear slip A J-Sweet me name an me already Chris A Outkast me spar wid So boy nuh try dis If you dis boy shot knaw go miss Gun shot a go teck you just like fits Boy hear me song an thought a remix Brand new tune platinum hits We nah go run and switch like no bitch Outkast, J-Sweet, Killer Mike
Yeah Yeah Yes Spaghetti Junction Yes yes Elope ski slopes ahh Damn.. yeah, check this out Niggaz elope wit ski slopes and fall like avalanches Tootin like it's cool bein a fool, and I can't just Sit around and watch those nose membranes flame My ends is loose and you can't stop that rain When it starts to fall Lookin like Ms. Pac-Man, hammers and Vogues and cat-man I'm speakin about these pros cause you know nothing bout that man The nigga the B-I-G is high in flight like ValuJet You thinkin about the beatin, this my ends is never met, nigga Black man, white man, Jew man ain't no joke Remember me and my cousin used to sit up on the porch and talk about when we get older now we up against the ropes Yeah they kickin niggaz do' down; cause it ain't no dope on the streets And a quarter pound of feet weed, that's all a nigga like me need Talkin about that Southern sess, nigga you all up in that mess, but Never shall you test and never shall you quit Runnin up on me with that fuck shit will get you nothin but dead nigga Be careful where you roam cause you might not make it home In the junction, in the junction Don't you dare ever get lost cause you get caught up in that sauce Junction, junction To all you players play ya brims and you hustla chrome ya rims 'Llac and pimps and macks I love the corners that you bend Y'all, yes, yes, uhh Junction, junction Uhh, check it A-well I'm drankin on yak while I'm dippin off in that 'llac ('llac) The junkies around my way are always smokin up on that crack Be layin them College Park hoes flat on they backs (backs) Livin the life of pimps steadily makin this paper stack Niggaz don't understand the master plan, crumble yo' herb man 'til they start kickin the do' in, then we ready to blast dem Out (Out) like 'Kast ('Kast) we bout, to crash (crash) So mayday, may Dre, knock 'em up off they ass boi We struggle like fat hoes just to get things that those People got we forgot they always gonna keep a plot Right up they sleeve you won't believe they deceive like weave Theives can't break in your crib and leave in that good life too So gimme me and then I'm straight, as eight-oh-five See my folks can't cover three eyes We wise to the fact so we attack with what we know Heaven is the only good life, so what you strivin fo'? Yeah Be careful where you roam cause you might not make it home In the junction, in the junction Don't you dare ever get lost cause you get caught up in that sauce Junction, junction To all you players play ya brims and you hustla chrome ya rims 'Llac and pimps and macks I love the corners that you bend Y'all, yes, yes, uhh Junction, junction Uh, check this shit out doe, uh, well Well like flip-flops and football socks A nigga be rockin the mic like birthdays Lil' Jon and Ser-cy, so are you wor-thy? I'm callin yo' ass a flawed pimp Yappin about this crew you run wit Bankhead bouncin to that dumb shit So what mo' can you come wit? Yess, they can bite but cannot be us They can come and pick up little slang but cannot see us You ought to be ashamed, trying to fit in "My Adidas" So +Run+ like +D.M.C.+ is me and no, don't got no heater Uh, yeah, check, uh, well.. we zippin around the corner in that golden stankin Lincoln I got my heat up under my seat just in case these youngsters tryin to take it Pullin the pistol on another black man was never the plot But sometimes my brothers lose theyself and try to take my spot Well, they come like black stallions in the night Usually around fo' or five, is when they figure the time is right When you good and sleep, I couldn't sleep until I seen it wit my own eyes, 'til they come over the hill - suprised Be careful where you roam cause you might not make it home In the junction, in the junction Don't you dare ever get lost cause you get caught up in that sauce Junction, junction To all you players play ya brims and you hustla chrome ya rims 'Llac and pimps and macks I love the corners that you bend Y'all, yes, yes, uhh Junction, junction
Hook i'll call before i come i won't just pop over out the blue i hope that you do to i'll call before i come i won't just pop over out the blue not after ou
Oh thank you lord for throwing some shy bones in my body let me tell you why if not so i'd be too, too bad when it comes to pink polka dots and plaids golda to meet you, my name is Dre But you can call me possum allawishes jenkins andre 3000 for short and naaw i don't want to see your thongs i kinda like them old school cute regular draws and will pause for your cause hook
I'm a gentleman, i'm gonna satishfy your soul and then i'm gonna get mine like wimbledon we back and forth across the court untl we give out do you take it or spit it are you faking the funk andliving a lie do you really know what it feels like to have no control over the g spot it's like a brand new pair or reeboks or a junkie freshly detoxed you feel the tingling all over the convulstions or the rooster pox i used to not give a dame but now i make it a point just to please you so you can go back and tell all your buddies pretty d'd you hook
Let's see what you wanna do with the gangsta boo let's cut, nigga, nugga what i'll cut you too coming through in a escalade limo tint with shade purple haze in the ashtray ready to get a balze what the biz nigga jump on in relaz wit a lady wit a reputation known for sexing niggz till they crazy whatcha mean dog, tellina player like boo to call before i come you a game i'm fuching you for fun join the bandwagon join come and freak wit somebody riding jaguars, riding prowlers and sports cars Hitting strip bars wit the top down, fuch y'all groupie you need to be glad you even knew me do me and tell all my friends you truly blew me hook
nigga you better dial 404-485 well bump all that but shit yo'd better call before you get here and that's a fact before you get your feelings hurt because you caught me playing nurse wit a stethoscope running around in one of those chute short white skirts i tired to tell you, but you wouldn't respond to idle wishes peepind in the window saw me cooking shrimp in high heels and washing dishes for daddy fat sax and it's something i couldn't explain i know it's a dirty, dirty game. but you should called before you came Hook
Yeah Inslumnational Underground Thunder pounds when I stomp the ground Like a million elephants or silver back Orangutangs you can't stop the train Who wants some Don't come unprepared I'll be there but when I leave there Better be a household name The weatherman tellin' us it ain't gon' rain So now we sittin in a droptop soaking wet In a silk suit trying not to sweat Hittin' somersaults with out the net But this'll be the year that we wont forget 1 9 9 9 Anno Domini anything goes Be what you want to be long as you know consequences are given for liv ing the fence is too high to jump in jail Too low to dig I might just touch hell HOT Get a life now they on sale Then I might cast you a spell Look at what came in the mail a scale and some Arm & Hammer Soul gold grill and a baby mamma Black Cadillac and a pack of pampers Stack of questions with no answers Cure for cancer cure for AIDS Make a nigga want to stay on tour for days Get back home thangs are wrong Well not really it was bad all along Before your left adds up to a ball of power Thoughts at a thousand miles per hour Hello ghetto let your brain breathe Believe there's always mo Don't pull the thang out unless you plan to bang Bombs over Baghdad yeah Don't even bang unless you plan to hit something Bombs over Baghdad yeah Don't pull the thang out unless you plan to bang Bombs over Baghdad yeah Don't even bang unless you plan to hit something Bombs over Baghdad yeah Uno dos tres it's on Did you ever think a pimp rock a microphone Like that there boy and we still stay street Big things happen every time we meet Like a track team crack fiend dying to geek OutKast bumpin up and down the street Slant back Cadillac about five niggaz deep Seventy five MC's freestyling to the beat Cause we get crunk stay drunk at the club Should've bought an ounce but you copped a dub Should've held back but you threw the punch Supposed to meet your girl but you packed a lunch No D to the U to the G for you Got a son on the way by the name of Bamboo Got a little baby girl four years Jordan Never turned my back on my kids for them Should've hit it quit it rag top Before you RE up get a laptop Make a buisiness for yourself boy set some goals Make a fat diamond out of dusty coals Record number four but we on the road Hold up slow up stop control Like Janet Planet Stankonia's on ya Moving like Floyd comin' straight to Florida Lock all your windows then block the corridors Pullin off my belt cause a whippings in order I'd like a three piece fish before I cut your daughter Yo quiero Taco Bell then I hit the border Piti pat rappers trying to get the five I'm a microphone fiend tryin to stay alive When you come to A Town boy you better not hide Cause the Dungeon Family gon' ride Don't pull the thang out unless you plan to bang Bombs over Baghdad yeah Don't even bang unless you plan to hit something Bombs over Baghdad yeah Don't pull the thang out unless you plan to bang Bombs over Baghdad yeah Don't even bang unless you plan to hit something Bombs over Baghdad yeah Bombs over Baghdad yeah Bombs over Baghdad yeah Bombs over Baghdad yeah Bombs over Baghdad yeah
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Andre] Hello lord, it's me again, I just wanna make to love the whole globe And all her girlfriends now don't that make ya mind move Like smoke patterns, me on my way to Saturn wit a bomb Numb be it view, or Saudi Shawty I figure before the first gun blast, they know who gone win Now won't that make us all fools Like class clowns praying Private Ryan comes round Sound travels at one thousand, one thirty, feet per second Niggaz in the street they want it hurry When niggaz start biting that's when 3000 starts to worry A little knowledge from the college of wizard Ray Murray Answer quick do you know what desire is? "Huh?" Apparently not that's why you get what you got Now answer this do you know what fire is? "Yeah" The body of hot, the motivator of pots Snot, spit, shit are characteristics of release Ask your niece or nephew, you think we left you What the future holds in its sweaty palms Thank I'm finna vom? Ya move like ya mean it she'll cum Prom night might excite a down right fight like White blood cell to the common cold rebel Night gets jealous of day play is no longer The feelin gets stronger than Ammonia sticks inhale
Hook:
We just can't be amazed Even if you pull the pin from your hand grenade (repeat 3X) And we some home-made bombs Finna blow right up in your face
[B-Real] Look at the way you look at me I see it on your face All your hate emanates but you still hesitate Cause you want inside of my head but don't know how To brainwash me to be a commercial clown Fuck that I see the way you were, see the way you smirk I'm catching you where you work God only knows all the trouble that grows Deep beneath my soul dealing with you assholes Can I blast those who point the finger at me Who criticize and talk shit so freely Fuck XXL you're a size too small I should hire Eminem so we can kill you all Whether you live to talk shit about the Real Then kiss my ass in person how much you love the Hill I'm the outcast comin to blaze the grass Outlaw due to my life that's come to pass Dre, pass me the glass of wine So I can pour it over my homies grave and mine For all those who fallen and answered when God was calling Jump into my ragtop and get all in I'm the bomb, planted in your car why you frozen Pop the tape in ignite the xplosion The world is mine, the world is yours, the world is ours The world is lost, the world is tossed
We just can't be amazed Even if you pull the pin from your hand grenade (repeat 3X) And we some home-made bombs Finna blow right up in your face
[Big Boi] With a one-two punch, B-Real and Andre dropped they verses Your homeboy Daddy Fat Sax playin clean-up so it worsens People and persons on the opposite teams oh, yes its curtains No bullets burpin' oh just lyrically twerking Making a statement, when you freestyle and your mind is in a free state Is kinda hard to execute when you ain't feeling it that day Jumpin the gun and rushing your flow Babbling on the mikie like auctioneer, got the public's ears Fucked up can't hear, Atlanta, Georgia where y'all at? OutKast this Dirty South to death the Dungeon Family Camp Got this thang lit like stamps and nine-volt battery end caps Making that music that make your neck hurt And the beats that bother your back in my Cadillac Six woofers and four amps, lo pro vogues on swole With the carriage lamps diamond tucked velour pistol in my lap Come in peace but then xplode like booty traps
[Hook: repeat 2X] From the weave to the fake eyes to the fake nails, down to the toes Ha ha ha ha! We luv deez hoez Ha ha ha ha! We luv deez hoez
[Big Boi] Don't lie you love them, if you don't you like them hoez a whole lot Just like your mama Sunday cookin' turkey necks in the pot You ready to drop your load like prop planes be droppin' that cocaine You ready to turn your fro, from natural straight to a cold wave Dat hoe name Betty Big Shoez, she wore them Herman monster heels Popped a pill, now she's in your Coupe De Ville, passenger seat I made her eat my meat while I was rubbin' her coochie Injection in her top and bottom lip straight from her booty So Do Re, blow me, Fa So La Ti Da Ha I'm tellin' the truth You suckin' your tooth you treatin' her like a star boy From a Figueroa to a herringbone From droppin' her off to takin' her home She tried to pull my rubber off with her pussy muscles that was wrong The bitch is no good like lesbians with no tongues You fucked around and knocked her up and now you say she the one Nigga you dumb, you should have pulled it out and squirted on her eyelash And let her face be holdin' the baby, now she after yo ass! Yeah, I told y'all niggaz about god damn takin' them hoez to the Teacake Factory Lettin' them hoez order strawberry lemonade and popcorn shrimps They ain't goin' do nuthin' but try to take all your motherfuckin' cheese! (Yeah!)
[Hook] 2x
[BackBone] Ay, ay, what's up lil' girl I see you workin' them Valente She walk wit a fly Sashay Look here say, I'm just a Fat Face I come through swervin' (ay, ay) You love the way the leather grippin' your butt Conversation kill c
Andre: Ahhhh I stank I can, I stank I can The funky engine that could Oooo oooo! yosky wosky, pisky wisky All aboard the Stankonia Express The underground smell road Everybody's lookin' for an excuse to let loose What's your locomotive, the chatter nigga choo choo
Chorus: Humble as a mumble in the jungle Of shouts and screams That's the way the cracker crumbles So I guess I've got to re-route my dreams (repeat)
Big Boi: Back on the microphone, your number one controller I rock the microphone like a blizzard I'm so cold I'm tryin' to hold ya Life is like a great big roller coaster Everything in life don't happen like it's suppose to Trials and tribulations make you stronger live longer You wanna reach the nation nigga start from ya corner Everything in life don't always happen like you plan it Demand it over stand it then you handle it Fuck wishing you, you missing the ambition on your mission Now you switching why you quitting 'cause it's heated in the kitchen Sloppy slipping in your pimping nigga You either pistol whoop the nigga or you choke the trigger You've got to follow through, struggle to complete your dreams "No Weapon Formed Agains Prospers" 54:17 From Isaiah lay a nigga down and spray 'em If the dealer dealt a fucked up hand of cards you've gotta play 'em
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Too Democratic, Republic fuck it We chicken nugget, we dip in the sauce like mop and bucket Blue-collar scholars, who'll take your dollar and wipe my ass wit it You living for the lotto never hit it, I met a critic I made her shit her draws She said she tought Hip Hop was only guns and alcohol I said "Oh hell naw!" but yet it's that too You can't discrimahate cause you done read a book or 2 What if I looked at you in a microscope saw all the dirty organisms Living in your closet would I stop and would I pause it "whoo" To put that bitch in slower motion, got the potion and the antidote And a quote for collision the decision Is do you want to live or wanna exist The game changes everyday so obsolete is the fist and marches Speeches only reaches those who already know about it This is how we go about it
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Erykah Badu: I'm wild just like a rock, a stone, a tree And I'm free, just like the wind the breeze that blows And I flow, just like a brook, a stream, the rain And I fly, just like a bird up in the sky And I'll surely die, just like a flower plucked And dragged away and thrown away And then 1 day it turns to clay It blows away, it finds a ray, it finds its way And there it lays until the rain and sun Then I breathe, just like the wind the breeze that blows And I grow, just like a baby breastfeeding And it's beautiful, that's life and that's life And that's life and that's life
(Chorus)
Andre: Humble as a mumble in the jungle Of shouts and screams That's the way the cracker crumbles So I guess I've gotta re-route my dreams Y'all can't harm me, it's over
