Big Boi

Want can make a nigga wanna take another nigga life
What can make a nigga wanna do another nigga wife
Life a butter knife
What can make a nigga wanna get his body so high
That can't go to sleep, don't wanna eat
Pray to God that he don't do crack
What can make a nigga wanna cut a beauty queen raw
Feeling every drip drop she can generate imitate seesaws
What can make a nigga wanna fight a whole night club
Figure that he ought to maybe
be a pimp simply 'cause he don't like love
What can make a nigga wanna achy, break all rules
In a book when it took a lot to get you hooked up
to this volume
What can make a nigga wanna loose all faith in
Anything that he can't feel through his chest wit sensation

<i>[Andre 3000]</i>
A bad note ain't no bad note
If it's a good note
A bad note ain't no bad note
If it's a good note
A bad note ain't no bad note
If it's a good note
A bad note ain't no bad note
If it's a good note
A bad note ain't no bad note
If it's a good note
A bad note ain't no bad note
If it's a good note
A bad note ain't no bad note
If it's a good note
A bad note ain't no bad note
If it's a good note

Pussy nigga whatcha doin!
Hook
All day I dream about, all day I dream about
sex
It's the way you move your sexy groove
That's got my mind all over you
All day I dream about, all day I dream about
Your sex feels so savoifare
I'm tired of jercking off cause your not there

Big Boi
65' Chevrolet Impala peachy cream
Oozing down the street like toothpaste
Cause the ivory is clean
Talkin' bout mean at the inseam on the inside of the ship
Not a honey dip to hunch on, testes more blue than a Crip
Or the blue man group caught that on the Vegas strip
Chillin' with good game, Ju Ju, Pimpin Ken and my nigga Don Magic
Pimpin Ken and my nigga Diamond Jit
Pimps (pimps), lips (lips), legs (legs), arms (arms),
Necks (necks), hips (hips), head (head) monk test
It's the camel toe and that's fo' sho'
My brain is on one track
Like Marion Berry thoughts for crack
Or like a rock star does for smack.
None of that but the female genitalia's where its at
I'm a man and I demand a woman for that act
Personal preference plus I use the law of nature as a reference
Now I don't ever recall seeing a man turn up pregnant, but that's just me
Feminine female fantasies frolic freely in my cockpit
Every thirty something seconds I can't stop it

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Killer Mike
Killer Kill from Adamsville and in my Bonneville I chill
Heifers call me Black & Decker, I don't screw them hoes I drill
I've been cuttin' cute lil' coochies since before the record deal
Catch me daydreaming about them, thick, medium or slim
Doctors call that thing vagina, in the hood we call it trim
White boys call it snatch, Puerto Ricans call it chocha
Nathaniel likes his white, I like mines dark as cola
It's the first thing on my mind in the morn when I roll over
All men young and old in the end its what we're after
Even my grandpappy's happy. He got prescribed Viagra.
(Granddaddy, granddaddy, what's up? what's up? It's me.
Hey, let me get about three of them blue diamonds.
I promise I gotcha back tomorrow)

Hook

Killer Mike
When I drill I don't spill even if she's on the pill
Keep my weapon covered concealed and in a shield
Cause I don't need that A.I.D.S.
A "D" and a "A" missing out my A.D.I.D.A.S. (plus)
We don't need no DNA mixing between us
We just need to keep this thing friendly and hush, hush
On the down low, like R. Kelly and youngsters
But over eighteen only cause baby I'm no perv!
From the tour bus to the lobby, elevator to the room
We can jump each other's bones but there's no jumping brooms!

Big Boi
Buffoon you are to consumed in the womb
It is too early for you to jump the broom (boom!)

Hook

"Monster"
Verse One
I'm an ungodly figure
When in the company of hard liquor
Texas niggaz turned me on to water
I smoked the river
Apocalyptic creature, stay lacing reefer
Stay serving geekers, stay holding heaters
Murder fanatic, killer fantastic
Swerving semi-conscious with a half a blunt and an automatic
Bought it to snort it, just in case I meet with static
What I deliver to your address is dead tragic
Your mother scream in that limousine
Followed by some slow traffic
Here's the reason for my murder tactics
I'm Killer Kill I ain't a fuckin rapper! I'm a crack sacker!
I'm a strong-armed robbery and kidnapper!
I'm a carjacker! I'm a if you owe dough then yo' ho snatcher!
I'm a Slumlord for life not a fuckin actor!
I'm the fear that haunts you! I'm the tool that's used to haunt you!

Hook
I'm the monster! I'm your sick and twisted monster!
(Repeat)

Verse Two
I'm the hate in the dark heart of heartless men!
Deprived of love, feed crack, nurtured in sin!
I'm unwanted children doped up on Ritalin by age ten
At sixteen a fiend! Nurturing a weed habit and a bottle of gin
I'm the soul of women that's been betrayed by men
That trifling nigga looking to deceive her again
Earn her trust again, then I lust again
When she turn her back, I'm diggin in her friend again!
I motivate your hate and embody your sin
I spit it for Bloods, Crips and Mexicans
I spit for Disciples and El Rukns
This sick soundtrack to robbing and looting
Neighbor shootings, murder and boosting
Its fear engaged, with a fury and rage
For my lost generation in these last days
The fear that haunts you! It's the tool that's used to hunt you!

A nigga ready from the get go(blowe blowe blowe)
Y'all hear my shit go it's Andre.
Can yo punk ass come out to play?
Stay in your little hole then coward duck your head
You don't know who you be fuckin with youse better off...dead
Is what I say best run the other way
In case of physical breakdown...y'all can break now
My kitchen full of heat if you can't take the temp
Make yourself exempt
Pussy footin around don't be gettin y'all nowhere but stuck
Nowhere to duck, pull his file, niggaz die
By gettin blasted, how drastic
They got the nerve to ask me why I do the things I do
I got the nerve to serve you up just like a raider do,
but naw(naw, naw)
I take that back, that's my problem
Turnin and walkin away, this ain't
gon work when they be robbin
As long as Big Boi's still livin,
never standin by my lonesome
Step up nigga, if you want some
Ain't no thang but a chicken wang
We havin a smoke out in the Dungeon with the Mary Jane
It's just a pimps(players), Mack daddies(East Point)
It's all about that ses in yo chest(It's the joint)
Ain't no thang but a chicken wang
We havin a smoke out in the Dungeon with the Mary Jane
It's just a pimps(players), Mack daddies(East Point)
It's all about that ses in yo chest(It's the joint)
Well nigga, you softer than silicone, used to pump up tits
It's that nigga down in the Dungeon
with them playeristic hits
I'm quick to stop a sucka flow like menopause, it's the
Original ghetto bastard, so now I makes a switch
I used to sell dope, but in 1994
I'm makin Southernplayalisticadillacmuzik
But see these voices in my skull has got me reminiscin
About the days back when me mammy had to work in kitchens
She had me makin better grades to make a better life
But I never had no love or respect, cuz we gon be alright
I ran the streets and broke my curfew cuz I gave a shit
I carried guns and butcher knives
cuz I was steadily in the mix, yeah
It was so hard to say goodbye, I'm a man now
I'm at the end of my street,
so it's time to take my stand now
I call the wild because it's time to take the streets
So if you ain't got the burner,
bring your big enough nuts(retreat)
I'm ready to wet 'em up like cereal
Just an international playa, comin through your stereo
Ain't no thang but a chicken wang
We havin a smoke out in the Dungeon with the Mary Jane
It's just a pimps(players), Mack daddies(East Point)
It's all about that ses in yo chest(It's the joint)
Ain't no thang but a chicken wang
We havin a smoke out in the Dungeon with the Mary Jane
It's just a pimps(players), Mack daddies(East Point)
It's all about that ses in yo chest(It's the joint)
3-5-7 to your fo'head, there'll be mo' dead
Cuz I'mma po' kid
So Lord forgive me, I got to keep my milly right here near me
When I be doin fine until these niggaz
want to clear me off my street
But in my hood hood, they hollerin ghetto
Don't have no neighbors that hit the pipe but never let go
But I feel for them like Chaka Khan feel for you
Ain't shit that we can do but rest in peace, pour a brew
On the concrete, remember when we ran deep
Remember at the party when we served them niggaz dandy
They know not to test us, test me, do me, try me
Trippin with that drama, my Beretta's right beside me
One is in mid-air and one is the chamber
Y'all ask me what the fuck I'm doin, I'm releasin anger
Quick to dodge danger, I'm takin it one day
At a time, I got the fattest dimes around my way
You can sway with Andre, I'll take her to the ho-jo, bitch
Just let you know, yeah
Ain't no thang but a chicken wang
We havin a smoke out in the Dungeon with the Mary Jane
It's just a pimps(players), Mack daddies(East Point)
It's all about that ses in yo chest(It's the joint)
Ain't no thang but a chicken wang
We havin a smoke out in the Dungeon with the Mary Jane
It's just a pimps(players), Mack daddies(East Point)
It's all about that ses in yo chest(It's the joint)
It's on my friend, on the road again, I'm travelin
No more than 65 on 85 off in my Cadillac
I got that nigga Dre, he ridin shotgun
And got my pump under my seat,
in case these yougstas wanna have some fun
I'd do it if I have to, bustin caps
with this a heat and load it clip up after clip
And after again, if I feel it
The glock, the gat, the nine, the heaters
See I be bustin caps like my amp be bustin speakers
So how do you figure that Big Boi beats ghetto blastin
You 'posed to be quickest draw, but man, I hail 'em faster
1-2-3, you need to think about the future
Before I shoot your ass and dilute your gut with lead
From my hollow clips, I'll send you to an early grave
You fuckin slave, you better try another way
To take me out, is truly something difficult
Don't even run up on me, unless you want your brain broke
I'm out of bullets lettin loose my last clip
I'mma kick you in your ass
and your nigga gettin pistol whipped
You know that's how I do, you know that's how I do
Ain't no thang but a chicken wang
We havin a smoke out in the Dungeon with the Mary Jane
It's just a pimps(players), Mack daddies(East Point)
It's all about that ses in yo chest(It's the joint)
Ain't no thang but a chicken wang
We havin a smoke out in the Dungeon with the Mary Jane
It's just a pimps(players), Mack daddies(East Point)
It's all about that ses in yo chest(It's the joint)
Yeah and it don't stop and it don't quit, to the muthafuckin...
Organized Noize, PA, Goodie Mob, Big Gipp and all the niggaz
Around the East Point way
College Park is really on the map
We comin around Atlanta and the niggaz are really strapped
With the muthafuckin guns and the muthafuckin glocks
Steady is the gas nigga, don't fear it and it don't stop

Even the sun goes down heroes
eventually die
Horoscopes often lie and
sometimes y
nothin' is for sure nothin'
is for certain nothin'
lasts forever
But until they
close the curtain
it's him & I Aquemini

Now is the time to get on like
Spike Lee said
get on the bus go get your work
and keep your beeper
chirpin' is a must
Is you on that dust
or cornstarch
familiar with that smack man
The music is like
that green stuff
provided to you by sack man
Pac man how in the fuck do
you think we gon' do that man
Ridin' round Old National on
18's without no gat man
I'm strapped man & ready to
bust on any nigga like that man
Me & my nigga we roll together
like Batman & Robin
we prayed together
through hard times
and swung hard
when it was fitting
But now we tappin' the brakes
from all them corners
that we be bending in
Volkswagens & Bonnevilles
Chevrolets and Coupe De Villes
If you ain't got no rims nigga
don't get no wood grain
steering wheel for real
you can go on chill
out & still build
let your paper stack instead
of going into overkill
pay ya fuckin beeper bill bitch
Even the sun goes down heroes
eventually die
Horoscopes often lie and
sometimes y
nothin' is for sure nothin'
is for certain nothin'
lasts forever
But until they
close the curtain
it's him & I Aquemini

Twice upon a time there
was a boy who died twice
and lived happily ever after
but that's another chapter
live from home of the brave
with dirty dollars
beauty parlors & baby bottles
& bowling ball Impalas
street scholars that's majoring
in culinary arts
You know how to work bread
cheese & dough
from scratch but see the catch
is you can get caught
Know what ya sellin'
what ya bought so
cut that big talk
Let's walk to the bridge now
meet me halfway
now you may see some children
dead off in the pathway
it's them poor babies walkin'
slowly to the candy lady
It's lookin' bad need some hope
like the words maybe
if or probably more than a hobby
when my turntables get wobbly
they don't fall
I'm sorry y'all I often drift
I'm talkin' gift
so when it comes you never
look the horse inside it's gril
of course you know I feel like
the bearer of bad news
Don't want to be it
but it's needed so what have you
Now question is every nigga
with dreads for the cause
Is every nigga with golds
for the fall Naw
So don't get caught
in appearance
it's Outkast Aquemini
another Black experience

Okay
Even the sun goes down heroes
eventually die
Horoscopes often lie and
sometimes y
nothin' is for sure nothin'
is for certain nothin'
lasts forever
But until they
close the curtain
it's him & I Aquemini

The name is Big Boi
Daddy Fat Sax
the nigga that
like them Cadillacs
I stay down with these streets
'cause these streets is
where my folks at
Better know that some say
we problack boy we professional
we missed a lot of church
so the music is our confessional
Get off the
testicles & the nut sacks
you bust a rhyme we bust back
Get get back for real niggas
that's out
here tryin' to spit facts
You hear dat can't come near
dat maybe you need to quit
because Aquemini is
Aquarius & Gemini runnin'
shit like this
My mind warps and bends
floats the wind count to ten
meet the twin Andre Ben
welcome to the lion's den
original skin many
men comprehend
I extend myself so
you go out & tell a friend
Sin all depends on
what you believing in
Faith is what you make it
that's the hardest
shit since MC Ren
Alien can blend right
on in wit' yo' kin
look again 'cause I swear
I spot one every now & then
It's happenin' again wish
I could tell you when
Andre this is Andre y'all
just gon' have to make amends
Even the sun goes down heroes
eventually die
Horoscopes often lie and
sometimes y
nothin' is for sure nothin'
is for certain nothin'
lasts forever
But until they
close the curtain
it's him & I Aquemini

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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Yeah
Inslumnational Underground
Thunder pounds
when I stomp the ground
Wooh
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 living 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
Owwww
Don't pull the thang out
unless you plan to bang
Bombs over Baghdad
yeah 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
Don't even bang
unless you plan to hit something
Bombs over Baghdad
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
HA
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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Sophistophone {?}, aristocats
Distinguished stars, clean up your acts
Pull up your pants, ladies and gents
Please, act like you got some sense
You know what I really wanna know?
Where do all the good girls go
What clubs they hang in?

[Chorus]
Behold a lady
I see you standin' on the wall
Clap, clap... you deserve it all [Repeat]
[Ad libs]
Candy-coated unicorns are quite hard to find
The classic lady, a rare breed indeed
Is that make and model discontinued?

[Verse 1]
Today I might snow, tomorrow I'll rain
3000's always changing but you stay the same
And I need that, hey I need that (in my life)
When I feel washed up and inadequate
And throw all my songs away, no matter how mad I get
You make me smile, you make me smile
You make me smile, you make me... (Hoooooooo!)
You're the anchor that holds me down
When my ship is sinking
You won't let me drown and I'm grateful
(Awwaww Awwawwawwawwawwwwawww!)

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
Yo' mama's old fashioned, yo' daddy don't play
You'll always be this lovely
'Cause they raised you that way
Hallelujah! Thank ya Jesus! Thank ya Lord!
Thank ya Jesus! Thank ya Lord!
Thank ya Jesus! Thank ya Lord!
You're not extra, you're so plain Jane
The yin to my yang, darlin'
You've got that thang and you know it
But yet you don't and that's what's so cool
You don't say too much, but when you do it's profound
In the street you hold your head high
At home you get low down for me
(Can't get no lower, can't get no lower, can't get no lower, yeah!)
Hooo! You're the anchor that holds me down
When my ship is sinking, you won't let me drown (Aaaaaaahh!)
(Ad libs)
Sad, but one day our kids will have to visit museums
To see what a lady looks like
So if you find one, I beg you, hold her tight
If you spot one, good sir, treat her right
This is Benjamin Andre signing off
Thanks a million
Good luck and goodnight

[Chorus 2x]

[Hook:] Crocodile on my feet
Fox fur on my back
Bowtie `round my neck
That's why they call me the gangsta mack
In the Cadillac!! Yeah!! [Repeat]

[Big Boi:] Nasty Noompsy Knightingale
Fresh in that tuxedo
Cumberbun with no suspenders
My torpedo, you libido
Need to chat (Chip, chop it up, shoot the breeze!)
I'm your r-o-l-a-i-d-s, release the squeeze or release the keys
To the shackles on her wrist, she can tackle some of this
Smack on smack on some of this dick tracy
Arrest her, book her, fingerprint your hooker
You took her to the club and now her body is full of liquor
Off that Butterscotch Schnapps and Bailey's Irish Cream
She's a damsel in distress impressed with stylish things
Whatcha mean? (Chip, chop it up, shoot the breeze!)
In the parking lot we primp, crooked booty to the scene where i's...

[Hook]

[Big Boi:] Oh, lord! How can it be so hard??
To put on a pair of panties much less a pair of jeans or the leotard
But I got to start by complimenting you on your physique
You unique, you best believe I'm gon' skeet once I speak
Spoke, spit, spatter, spat and I macked her just like that
But it takes years of perserverance and experience to get that cat!
So why don't I chase this Hennessy down with some of that
On your back, like a cheerleader missing the final stack!
As we strut skip the line through the glass window glance
We look fine, right on time
As we step in the place the nursery's crunk we've come to play

[Sleepy:] Everybody's watching `cause them furs just hit the door
While the gator's creeping, crawling oh so wicked across that floor
To the V.I.P. where we proceed to give you what you need
Throw your hands up if you feel me!! Throw your hands up if you feel me!!
`Cause we well designed and fine as wine
Feel good to be fly, so don't you ask me why
I got the ladies in line, because they can't deny
So raise your hands to the sky `cause we super fly

[Hook]

My name is Cupid Valentino, the modern day Cupid
And I just want to say one thing

[Verse 1: Andre 3000]
Happy Valentine's Day
Every day the 14th!
I don't think y'all heard me!
I just wanna say Happy Valentine's Day!
Every day the 14th!
Can y'all dig that?
Now when arrows don't penetrate, see
Cupid grabs the pistol (Uh, yeah, now, now lookie here!)
And he shoots straight for your heart
And when he won't miss you!
That's alright 'cause y'all won't believe in me anyways
But..

[Hook: Joi & "Skreechy Peachy" (Andre 3000)]
Ya won't believe in me, but you would fancy
leprechauns or groundhogs
No thank you, Easter Bunny!
(There's all this talk about Santa Claus, but see
love will rule reign supreme)

[Verse 2: Andre 3000]
Happy Valentine's Day
Every day the 14th! (You got it!)
When Cupid knocks at your door
You can't ignore me!
There's no need to run!
So, Happy Valentine's Day (Hey!)
Every day the 14th!
I may have it all wrong, see
If you know what loves mean, well
Well, somebody tell me!
'Cuz they just don't believe in me!

[Hook: Joi & "Skreechy Peachy" (Andre 3000)]
Ya' won't believe in me, but you would fancy
leprechauns or groundhogs
No thank you, Easter Bunny!
(There's so much fuss about Santa Claus, but see
Cupid will not be defeated!)

[Verse 3: Andre 3000]
Happy Valentine's Day
Every day the 14th!
Now I know your hearts have grown cold
And that bothers me
Now I understand 'cause I use to be a bad boy in my day
I know you're trying to protect your lil' feelings
but you can't run away
Oooh ooh!

[Hook: Joi & "Skreechy Peachy" (Andre 3000)]
Ya' won't believe in me, but you would fancy..
(Hey! Don't you supposed to be some kind of player or something?)
Bunny!

[Talking: Andre 3000]
Well keep on runnin', player
'Cause I got my good shoes on
And I got 'em tied up tight
So, you're going to find out tonightttttttttt!

[Verse 4: Andre 3000]
Got a sweet lil' darling back in my corner
Below I know I love her, but act like I don't want her
Surrounded by the lonely, but yet feel like a loner
Could be an organ donor
The way I give up my heart, but
Never know because - shit, I never tell her!
Ask me about my feelings I'd holla' that it's irrela'
I don't get myself caught up in the Jello gella'
And puddin' pops, that others opt to call falling in love, but
For the record, have you ever rode a horse?
Would I like for you to take me to Pluto?
I said, "Of course!"
But if you ain't a sweety indeedy, I won't endorse
Hans Solo till I'm hit by the bullet, so may the force
Be with you, and I'll hit you when better time permits
For now, give me examples of why you're the shit!
But how am I to know with the profession that I'm in?
And if you do not know me, then how could you be my friend?

[Chorus: Andre 3000, Joi, and "Skreechy Peachy"]
Happy Valentine's, Happy Valentine's
Happy Valentine's Day, Happy Valentine's Day

[Continue Chorus until fade]

Can I dance?
Ah shit
Big Boi, Big Boi

What if everything you ever knew or know was lost?
The amnesia tends to freeze you when gathering your thoughts
You pause, for the cause, how to recall and remember
But the train is in reverse and the caboose is in the center

?Cause your mind ain't free, constricted by the motherfuckin' boundaries
An ounce of E or a pound of dro, couldn't place you on the planet web
I'm transmitting life from bro, brah, brah, brother, broham
Cadillac on 4's, strike a pose and the door slam
Wham nigga wham! Don't they say that in they show Dad?

Fo' sho' man, you actin' like a tadpole out of gonads
You know OutKast the truth, hit the boot, we makin' mo' jams
Spreadin' strawberry preserves on your nervous programs
Fuck the learning curve! We took a ramp to no-man's land

Hello? Is anybody home?
Is anybody givin' dome?
Serve me up, I want some

Buggface, Toe Jam
Frown your face up 'cause we don't give a jam
Jam to the jam from jelly to the jam
Imagine we not jammin', shove it up your monkey jam

Buggface, Toe Jam
Frown your face up 'cause we don't give a jam
Jam to the jam from jelly to the jam
Imagine we not jammin', shove it up your monkey jam

When I'm left alone I get to thinkin' to myself
The mind's a terrible thing to waste so use ?til none's left
Like everything is alright, clearly tight to death
I can see clearly now analyzin' every step

Clearly you can feel me 'cause it's beatin' through your chest
And you can see me clearly through the window paint, drip but wet
But no tint, not just yet, clearly I'm a vet and not no veterinarian
But clearly pit-bulls are the best

Like the O-you-T-K-A-S, clearly nigga you know the rest
And if you actin' like you don't then clearly nigga you tryin' to test
Crystal clearly I confess and I suggest you clear the runway
'Cause the ticket is a one way, clearly back we won't be coming

Buggface, Toe Jam
Frown your face up 'cause we don't give a jam
Jam to the jam from jelly to the jam
Imagine we not jammin', shove it up your monkey jam

Buggface, Toe Jam
Frown your face up 'cause we don't give a jam
Jam to the jam from jelly to the jam
Imagine we not jammin', shove it up your monkey jam

I want to dance, can I dance?
Can I dance?
Can I dance?

I hope that you're the one
If not, you are the prototype
We'll tiptoe to the sun
And do thangs I know you like

[Hook]
I think I'm in love again [repeat]

[Verse 1]
Today must be my lucky day
Baby, you are the prototype
Do sumn' outta the ordinary
Like catch a manitee
Baby you are the prototype
I think I'm..

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
If we happen to part
Lord knows I don't want that
But hey, we can't be mad at God
We met today for a reason
I think I'm on the right track now

[Hook]

The Scene
Come here

[Hook]

[Outro (ad libs)]
Girl, right now I wanna say, I wanna say
I wanna say stank you very much
For picking me up
And bringing me back to this world
I can't, I'm not
I can't afford to not record
I thank I wanna say
I thank I wanna say stank you, stank you
Smelly much!
For picking me up and bringing me back to this world
Hey, hey John! Are we recording our ad libs?
Really?? Were we recording just then?
Let me hear that, that first one
When I first started

[Dre]
I'll be coming around the ghetto when I come kicking one for the treble
Y'all can't stoop to my level, I'm like the devil or whatever
I'm picking up and throwing 'em down like dishes
Call me Kenny Anderson cause I slam those Southern bitches
I ain't bragging, folks dragging me up and down the road
To be fucked up when I gets into my clowning mode
Then go to clown up on they ass like Bozo
Oh no, then dance on top of they asses like I was Jo Jo Dancer
Come Comet, come Dasher, come Prancer
Come niggas with machine guns, I think that is the answer
But the question 'Should we take that bullshit from them people?'
I'm making 300 on my SAT and I am equal
Ain't no sequel, no saga, no way out, I'm nervous
I've had it up to forehead of niggas trying to serve us
To graduate is really becoming a very stressful journey
I feel like a steering wheel, for them is trying to turn me
Into a hate monger, and I'm wishing and I wonder
Damn, will I graduate before I hit the summer
I think not, Officer Friendly trying to dig up in me
He said I'm half assed and got no future
And so he sent me up the creek and shit
Stroking like hell without no paddle
But niggas is getting smart, we back on the saddle
No longer, y'all know y'all had us down for some years
It's the call of da wild nigga, uh, there it is

[Chorus: Cee-Lo]
I hear voices in my head and they keep callin me [Repeat: x4]

[T-Mo]
As I step, the stage is empty
No words as I serve with my Southern dialect, so I get respect
Don't call me T, it's a T thing with a G swing
Let my nuts hang down to the flo' main
Smoking that dang dang, making mics swang
In my 2-8-0 Z, nobody can see me
Cruising down the block, just like I was a squirrel
In a world full of nuts, damn
I'd probably be mad even if I called him Uncle Sam
So bring dough to the Goodie Mo-B
T-Mo, Khujo, Cee-Lo, J and my homie rather be
Don't flex on next, I break necks too
Rollin with Outkast, PA, Goodie Mob for the 94
Ha-ha-ha
Yeah, you know what I'm sayin?

[Chorus]

[Big Boi]
Yeah, I'm steady bucking motherfuckers
Not ducking 'em like the goose, I'm heavily strapped, yeah niggas
Squeezin rhymes like that noose around your neck
You can't hang with this, see ain't no thangs to this
I show no pity so take off because I'm dangerous
I breaks 'em off like I was Beat Street, see I be breaking
Speaking of breaking, break on how to get your life taken, boy
Fucking around with me will get your cabbage cut, your wig split
Simply means I'm bringing the funk with the hollow tips
Player shit is how I'm kicking it
Comin around the ghetto, victims soft as a tack on a jackass
So fuck it or flip it, I'll still be a player
Puffy afro with nigga naps off in my hair
Shit, that's quickly how I run my shit and that's how it be
That nigga B-I-G B-O-I, that be me, ye
See I'm a player, got my struggle on
Thinking about the volume and thickness of my bankroll
You see that cash is in my shit like colon cancer
Even though I never smoke that shit like...yeah
I give a call of da wild to my niggaz around the projects
So don't flex or get served with a pop neck shit
OG, original gangsta, not quite
But maybe when I'm locked up, lifting weights, getting swole right
Life's a bitch with a G-string cause off in your ass with it hey
So you can see who can really hang
But y'all don't wanna do nothing, y'all can go to hell
Ain't no players in office cause I'm locked off in a cell
So can you feel me, nigga

[Chorus]

[Khujo]
Khujo, coming in dope, bring it
I got more problems than the average Joe
So don't come 'round me with your flim flam, hot damn
It's a jack, top of the burbs, and my notebook is a bird
K's madness into capping
Throwing to do more load, so my fire looking through the want ads
And only red hot, desire in your pot with something wicked
But you can't feel it, sticking out your monkey ass
I could let shit rot in the past, now it's time to blast they ass
Mr. Knighton take off your hat
Can't even my wear my locs in
Demon eye scoping, oh my, peripheral vision got it
Made you go on your hoe's bar
Decisions, decisions to make, oops, here comes the Goodie Mo crew
And they just might want to battle you
Out with the quickness
The price of living is beginning to be a risky business
Unkay, Parkay.
How do you like the taste of hot butter melting through your biscuits?
This is your brain on drugs, this is your brain,
Don't cut niggas I hang with before there were apartments
In Chapel Forest, it's getting horrid
The hunting child is on the prowl, yeah!
I let out a call to the wild
I let out a call to the wild

[Big Boi]
Zora and Rooster under peachtree
They K-I-SS-I-N-G
Wow first came he love
Now then comes the marriage
1-1-1 baby 2 baby 3 baby carriage baby

[Janelle Monae]
Welcome to my world oceans vs mountains
(welcome to her world oceans versus mountains)
Call me the poor girl cause I love to fight them
(call her the poor girl cause she loves to fight them)
I'm quite sweet
If you take the time to get to know me
Deep down my heart riles around
Like a bone lost deep inside
See I'd like to fall in love but
Not that type of guy

Oohwee you got my clouds on fire
We're tight rope walking and the world's the wire
Remember kissin on Broadway you die
I was bein your baby and tickin your tock and yo clock
See we done jumped the broom and now you know I'm good
And I was dreamin bout children Emily and
Oh darling baby with the daddy's eyes
And it meant so much to me (it meant so much to me)
And I needed your good love
Baby how could you just go and
Change it all you turned my spring to fall
I needed you you know
But when the love is gone it's time to go

[Chrous - Janelle Monae]
If you don't think I mean it
Then you'll feel it when I'm gone
I said I'm done enough of your love
I said I'm done enough of your love
I'm up til 3 o'clock in the morning
While you party up til the dawning
I said I'm done enough of your love
I said I'm done enough of your love
Darlin' ain't no feelin left it's just the killin
Oh... just grab my gun and lets go out
Just grab my gun and let's go out
It ain't no room for love it's just this burnin
Got me reelin
Call the law and hold the applause
Call the law and hold the applause

[Big Boi]
Oh baby its mo baby its workin on the 6
We was only in our teens I dreamed for simplistic
Jumped the broom but it seems I tripped I must have slipped
After exchanging of the rings these things you give me lip
But not the kissing of the bride the dipping of the groom
The shit that make a nigga up and leave up out a room
More like "boohoo" then "boo" "fuck who" and "fuck you too"
(Fuckin bitch) Kids cover them ears
It appears that ya mama want drama we need a comma
Or some space between words for better or for worse
This is not what I deserve the worse that I can take
Actually I want the cake and eat it too and plus yo plate
But wait now.. Don't you get the house kids cars
Everything we built together was ours now it's all yours
Thats hard... It's all yours... Good God!

[Chrous - Janelle Monae]
If you don't think I mean it
Then you'll feel it when I'm gone
I said I'm done enough of your love
I said I'm done enough of your love
I'm up til 3 o'clock in the morning
While you party up til the dawning
I said I'm done enough of your love
I said I'm done enough of your love
Darlin' ain't no feelin left it's just the killin
Oh... just grab my gun and lets go out
Just grab my gun and let's go out
It ain't no room for love it's just this burnin
Got me reelin
Call the law and hold the applause
Call the law and hold the applause

[Janelle Monae & (Big Boi)]
You comin home (Zora)
But the birds are gone (Zora is that a pistol?)
With they sad songs (What you fin' to do wit that?)
They showin off (C'mon baby put the gun down)
But they might be wrong (Shittin me!)
I really wish you could change baby (well if my best ain't good enough
I don't know what to tell ya)
Reclaim your throne (I'm the king of this castle)
Down here in the darkness (c'mon baby hold up!)

[Chrous - Janelle Monae]
If you don't think I mean it
Then you'll feel it when I'm gone
I said I'm done enough of your love
I said I'm done enough of your love
I'm up til 3 o'clock in the morning
While you party up til the dawning
I said I'm done enough of your love
I said I'm done enough of your love
Darlin' ain't no feelin left it's just the killin
Oh... just grab my gun and lets go out
Just grab my gun and let's go out
It ain't no room for love it's just this burnin
Got me reelin
Call the law and hold the applause
Call the law and hold the applause

College park (stay with us),
East Point, Decatur, Downtown Atlanta
Rollup at the spot, I seen her had to meet her
I was at the bar, sippin' and I'm leanin'
I just, had to get attention, but didn't wanna mention
How, she just wasn't lookin' And this ain't what I'm feelin'
Now, movin' on, to bout to have you later
And now, she's my girl, I knew that I wasn't playin'
and its Better than my friendship,
it's kinda like my pension cause
I'm savin' all my funds up
And I'm gonna spend it long long long...
She keep me spinnin' like the blades on my rims and
She keep me with it so I can't trade her in and
She keep me bumpin' up and down like a 6 - 4
She keep my engine runnin' hot like a car show
She keep me spinnin' like the blades on my rims and
She keep me with it so I can't trade her in and
She keep me bumpin' up and down like a 6 - 4
She keep my engine runnin' hot like a car show

She's my movie star and I'm her director Sweat,
in the car, driving as fast as we can go
She could be all on me, kissin' me touching me
I don't wanna stop right now,
she don't wanna stop neither She's a sexy girl,
shaped like a coke bottle Or a fancy car the prototype model
She got cars in all around spots, keep my engine runnin' hot
I don't wanna slow it down, I'ma let her go...
She keep me spinnin' like the blades on my rims and
She keep me with it so I can't trade her in and
She keep me bumpin' up and down like a 6 - 4
She keep my engine runnin' hot like a car show
She keep me spinnin' like the blades on my rims and
She keep me with it so I can't trade her in and
She keep me bumpin' up and down like a 6 - 4
She keep my engine runnin' hot like a car show


Now get my damn trophy
The way she movin' like chest and checker
Black white any color gotta respect her
Double decker flat yea body gotta protect her
Together weather the storm to things get better, never
Fall to the waist, I grace, I cry
Lifeless, lemme add some color to that shine
I like this, bittin', fuckin', all of this for nothing
Shoulda gotten an old shit or somethin'
Some old fools bubblin' and that's what we becomin'
See, you used to be comin', when the engine was runnin'
Now and you ain't that woman
Mmm, damn, I hate that frontin'
I hate just bumpin' in just case you was wondering
Most wantin' a million and how you wantin' a hundred
I done done it, I done done it, I done done it, ho, I done done it
Up and down like a 6 ?4, party bumpin' hot dro
Droppin' tops and way more, hot like car show
Y'all know how we do, keep it true no see through
Now I gotta roll it and and we bout to roll (out out out)
Up and down like a 6 ?4, party bumpin' hot dro
Droppin' tops and way more, hot like car show
Y'all know how we do, keep it true no see through
Now I gotta roll it and and we bout to roll (out out out)
She keep me spinnin' like them blades on my rims man
She keep me with it so I can't trade her in man
She keep it bumpin up and down like a 6 - 4
She keep my engine runnin' hot like a car show

Yo, this is my story, this is my song
And to them rudypoots don't attempt to try this at home
It's just a poem until y'all learn right from wrong
Know when to bless a situation, when to grab the chrome
But it's back on, another stormy night in Atlanta, Georgia
Overcast, but on behalf of Outkast, I cordially
Invite you to an emotion filled theater
Bring your umbrella cause young fella it gets no weirder

[Chorus]
We reign, reign supreme, preme, dungeon, dungeon kings
Do you know what it brings rats, mice, snakes up out of they hole
Chonkyfire, spliced with rock n'roll indubitably, piper pied
Now hold on my brother no, no, no, no, can't stop the stride

You are now about entering the fifth dimension of ascension
Our only intention is to take you high
High, yeah, yeah my lord

[Big Boi]
To make one bob they head would be the track job
Tour job's to spit that fire
Some of y'all MC's take this rhyming for granted I won't comply
With that slacking, popping and cracking 4th ward way we snapping
They won't that hardness that oddness that gets a nigga to start this
What's happening, see if do what yo won't do today boy
Will I live tomorrow like you can't even live cause you strayed
Motivational skills lacking, when I see you nigga packing
Understand that though, you behind a $75,000 car do'
But you still stay with mom though playing the King like Don doe
You chocked up, you was the nigga that supposed to be locked up
Makin them thick Hip Hop is dead, exhume the body if you ain't scared
And if I see you in the streets I'd dap you down like you was Greg

[Chorus]

Chronomentrophobia
the fear of clocks
The fear of time

How's the cost of living

I take what I
have been givin'

Has to say be strooong

I aint' got tiiiime
Leave me aloone
Aint' got much time left
I've got to funk you now
Chronomentrophobia
Chronomentrophobia
Chronomentrophobia
Chronomentrophobia
Chronomentrophobia
Chronomentrophobia
Chronomentrophobia
Chronomentrophobia
Lord please have mercy
on my soul
I have the impression
that my life
goin' to be a bowl
with cherries
but it's going to be
very hard for me to cope
tired of being broke
this ATLian aint' got
no time to sit and mope
made up my mind
while yall made up yo beds
on a cold wooden floor is
where I lie my head
born in 1975
Never thought
I would make it this far
I'm still battilin'
this racial war
tryin' to find solutions
of the situation I face
the only thing that is
free is my flow
that yall be chasin'
lettin' my niggas know
before I go
I drop that knowledge
like dropping books
lets stop the crooks
from robbing you
from your reins and such
using wellfare as a cruch
im in it for good
you into my hood you
wont be findin' much
hope that when im gone yall
remember this
what we stood for
fuck that fame
make that glits
it's begening to look
a lot like the ending
got to be more careful
know what corners
you be benden
revalations is
getting impatient
now i'm dead
remember what I said
i'm gone
bow yo heads

One two three go!
My baby don't mess around Because she loves me so And this I know fo shooo.. Uh, But does she really wanna But can't stand to see me Walk ou the dooo.. Don't try to fight the feelin' Because the thought alone is killing me right nooww.. Uh, thank god for mom and dad For sticking through together 'Cause we don't know hooowww... UH!
Heeeyyy... Yaaaaaaa.. Heeyy Yaaaaaaaa.. Heeeyyy... Yaaaaaaa.. Heeyy Yaaaaaaaa.. Heeeyyy... Yaaaaaaa.. Heeyy Yaaaaaaaa.. Heeeyyy... Yaaaaaaa.. Heeyy Yaaaaaaaa..
[Verse Two - Andre 3000] You think you've got it Ohh, you think you've go it But got it just don't get it Till' there's nothing at AaaaaaaaAAAAAAAaaaaaaAAAAAAaaaaaallllll.. We've been together Ohh, we've been together But seperate's always better when there's feelings InvooooooOOOOOOOoooooooOOOOOOooooooOOOOOlved If what they say is ("Nothing is forever") Then what makes, Then what makes, Then what makes Then what makes, Then what makes LOOVVEEE? (Love exception) So why you, why you Why you, why you, why you are we so in denial When we are not happy heeeerrreeee... Y'all don't want me here you just wanna dance
Heeeyyy... Yaaaaaaa.. (OHH OH) Heeyy Yaaaaaaaa.. (OHH OH) Heeeyyy... Yaaaaaaa.. (Don't want to meet your daddy, OHH OH) Heeyy Yaaaaaaaa.. (Just want you in my Caddy OHH OH) Heeeyyy... Yaaaaaaa.. (OHH OH, don't want to meet yo' mama OHH OH) Heeyy Yaaaaaaaa.. (Just wan't to make you cumma OHH OH) Heeeyyy... Yaaaaaaa.. (I'm, OHH OH I'm, OHH OH) Heeyy Yaaaaaaaa.. (I'm just being honest OHH OH, I'm just being honest)
Hey, alright now Alright now fealous, (YEAH!) Now what's cooler than bein' cool? (ICE COLD!) I can't hear ya' I say what's cooler than bein' cool? (ICE COLD!) whooo... Alright, alright, alright, alright Alright, alright, alright, alright Alright, alright, alright, alright Alright, alright, alright, Ok now ladies, (YEAH!) And we gon' break this back down in just a few seconds Now don't have me break this thang down for nothin' Now I wanna see y'all on y'all baddest behavior Gimme some suga', I am your neighbor ahh here we go! Shake it, shake, shake it, shake it (OHH OH) Shake it, shake it, shake,shake it, shake it, shake it (OHH OH) Shke it, shake it like a Poloroid Picture, shake it, shake it Shh you got to, shake it, shh shake it, shake it, got to shake it (Shake it Suga') shake it like a Poloroid Picture
Now while Beyonc?and Lucy Lui And baby dogs, get on the floor (Get on the floor) You know what to dooo.. Yooooouuu.. know I do
Heeeyyy... Yaaaaaaa.. (OHH OH) Heeyy Yaaaaaaaa.. (OHH OH) Heeeyyy... Yaaaaaaa.. (OHH OH) Heeyy Yaaaaaaaa.. (Uh oh, Hey Ya) Heeeyyy... Yaaaaaaa.. (OHH OH) Heeyy Yaaaaaaaa.. (Uh, uh, OHH OH) Heeeyyy... Yaaaaaaa.. (OHH OH) Heeyy Yaaaaaaaa.. (OHH OH)

[Big Boi]
Well it is I, the pimp playing nigga that you heard about
Yeah, I got the money and a half a million dope houses
I got the hookers on the go and player rhymes that I fuck with
I buy amps that pops my trunk swift
I've been a player since the age of two
That's when I learned to walk, grab my crotch, talk
Do how them hoe sellers do
See born and raised as a pimp, that's what I claim to be
Always claiming true to what I do and then fuck what I see
I pledge allegiance to the streets, that's where I growed up
And make my money 'cause my daddy never showed up
But fuck it, I'm on my own, I'm in my zone
And nothing wrong, you don't belong, you left me standing alone
Yeah, I'm the nigga with the feather in my hat
Finger waves and snake skins, shit, I got all that
But you ain't know I'm the one dipping and dodging bullets
The price you pay when you behind it steady trying to pull it
So Dolemite, Dolemite not shit, I studied the Mack and Rudy Ray Moore
They were my idols when I was a kid
From nappy head, greasy face, eating watermelon
To drug dealer, armed robber, now, to big felon

[Chorus: x2]

I wonder how you would react if you was in my shoes
I put in work and did the dirt, that's how I payed my dues
Uh, 1-2-3, that's how it be
So all the real niggas step up like the players that's in back of me

[Dre]
All heavenly Father, why do you even bother watching over me
Growin up a little G, my mama thought I'd grow to be
A lawyer or a doctor but I felt like coming harder
Packed a shank up in my socks when I started kindergarten
This ain't no secret garden, so you fly when niggas flee
If it is one of my own, I'm letting the trigger be
'cause I got love for any nigga who got love for me
And then I get a slap of dap when I'm slanging quarter keys
Just trying to make it, then of age, come through, take it
I ain't forgot about y'all women who be working niggas butt naked
At Magic City, shaking titties just to pay the rent
Lord, trying to hustle must be something that was heaven sent
But I ain't got no sense, that's what I got them thinking
I think about payback, strap myself and keep on dankin'
'cause I be taking the rough side of the mountain
If you cross my path, I'll leave you draining like a fountain
Yes it's been like that since way back, in 1975
Been taught to hustle with muscle and even try to strive
So little botty bwoy better say your prayers
You better learn some street sense before somebody lay ya

[Chorus: x4]

[Chorus: x2]
D.E.E.P. you want to go D.E.E.P. I'll take ya D.E.E.P.
You know you fucked up when you let my mind creep
Deeper than the page of a book let me look
You let me hit the stage that's when I got my folks hooked like

[Dre]
Deeper than deep dish hammers and vogues
Deeper fish in the ocean
I got my gun I'll stamp out like Coast Guards
You boast hard, you'll get your salty ass crumbled like herb, word (hey man)
You heard it here first with your master plan in reverse
I ain't the one with the curse, so disperse, yes, catching blades
Niggas catching AIDS, niggas getting sprayed, niggason they way
To a dead end, you won't catch me spreading no white thighs
I only see Afro bitches up in my eyes
I don't eat no beef and surely not no pork
I used to drink that 8, but now I shove it down your throat
Quote, 'If they kill they own folks, what you think they gonna do to you?'
I'm Outkasted and claiming true
Aiming two at your motherfucking spine
No, I make that three cause I don't wanna hear you whine
Swine, got my folks blind, like Stevie
Me be, wondering when I'm gonna see the end
Andre 'gain slamming backs like King acts
Over Organized tracks full of facts
So you know that it's D.E.E.P.

[Chorus: x2]

[Big Boi]
Well, you want me to get D.E.E.P., well then, I will
What? What will happen if you shoot that nigga and don't kill
He will come back and return like Lalah Hathaway
Aiming for your skull, yeah I'm flexing on you that a way
So if you pulling a tool, nigga you better use it
Cause if you're threatening my life, better believe I'll be a fool with it
I don't take no shit from nobody, I got's the Goodie Mo crew right beside of me
Damn, no pain, no gain, some I'ma hurt you
Breaking knees and elbows like I used to break my curfew
My mama used to tell me if a nigga ever hit me
Just to pick up the closest thing and knock the living shit out of he
So if you run up, you get done up, I'ma end it
Throw the gun up out the window, see the corner that I bent it
It's just so simple when we get so D.E.E.P.
Learn a lesson, pick up the album when it hits the streets like

[Chorus: x2]

[Dre]
No, I ain't never been pimped by the system
That's because I ain't no slave
Don't be trying to sunbathe, never lived off in no cave
Bloody old chap and in this head of mine is full of naps
And the only thing I know is how to fuck and how to rap
Y'all think I'm stupid cause I shoots 'em up like cupid
And if you gave me a basketball, I'll show you how to shoot it
My head's polluted cause I'm truly bobbin to the bottom
If a pair of Jordan's came out, y'all figure that I got 'em
But no I don't because I don't be having fun
The gold that I am wearing is really made out of bronze
It weighs a ton and making my neck turn green
And I got a criminal record that will never come clean
Oh, and it seems that I make babies like a rabbit
And then never taking care of them has just become a habit
I grab my tablet and get busy with the pen
Y'all could not be just like me if y'all was my twin
So you get mad and try to make me inferior
You pissing me off, I'm in that ass like interior
Oh, step in my Cadillac, let's ride through the hood
Eh, why don't you roll that window down so you can see it real good
And take a look at all the pimps and all the pushers and the players
That's living on a whim, thin ice and a prayer
Oh and mayor, can I get a little backup
Please don't let them pussy motherfuckers put that flag up
But let me shut up cause they say we need dough
Whenever the fuck out record comes out in 1994
Yeah, yes sir, it's like that
Gonna take y'all deep, so go back

[Chorus: x2]

[Big Boi]
I'm getting D.E.E.P. like a prostitute's vagina
And pimping way mo' hoes than there's peoples out in China
I roll that black Lac with the crust velvet interior
Niggas try to bite their shit, but their shit is inferior
We rolling thick like the Pillsbury Dough boy
And I don't give a damn, motherfucker cause you know why
The Caucus Mountains and the mutant gene
You try to wipe a nigga like me slam up off the scene
You hear me bastard, work a little bit faster
Because of the shit that I done been through, I shall never call you master
You D-E-V-I-L, the cave is where you dwell
So stay up out the rain, it's beginning to smell like dog, yeah
I wonder how you would react if you was in my shoes
You'd probably shit your tightest draws cause I got a solid fuse
So what do you really wanna do when I get militant
Thought I was a pimp, flip the script if you can' get with this
They call me Big Boi, I be capping with a big gun
Run up on it if you want it, then you bite the big one, yeah
Uh huh, can you deal with it, D-E-V-I-L

[Chorus: x2]

(verse 1) Your're all i ever wanted,
but i'm terrified of you
See my castle may be haunted, but i'm terrified of you
i've cast my spell on millions, but i'm terrified of you
Baby i do this from the ceiling, but i'm terrified of you
(bridge): I wait my whole life to bite the right one
then you come along and that freaks me out
so i'm frightened... Dracula's Wedding
(verse 2) I 've never ran from no one, but
i'm terrified of you
see my heartbeat is a slow one, but
i'm terrified of you
i've been around for ages, but
i'm terrified of you drag my thing
across the stage yet i'm terrified of you(bridge)
(Kelis) 3000.. 30000..
Give me the chance to dance romance
don't run i'm not the sun
so much at stake... oh! Bad choice of words
but i'm not the gun with silver bullets
And i can count, plus i make great peanut butter
And jelly sandwiches....Van Helsing"

Man, my woman done left me
Damn
I got laid off
Shit
They say a compruter can do my job better then I can damn do it
Mutherfuckers
Man pour me another drink
I feel ya

[Andre 3000]
My suit is dark my clouds are gray
And all things around me pass away
Well what if I leave
Yeah thats what I'll do I'll leave

Cause 88 keys is all I got to lose
That ain't much you can have those shoes

I'm dyin to love dyin to play
Dyin to get out of here
I'm dyin to live

(female singers)
Percival (ohhh)
Says goodbye (ohhh)
An angel dies

(Verse One)
Hey the energy in your words is so innocent.
So enticing so inviting. Ooo wow
The energy in your touch is so bashful but yet so triple X rated.
Ohh Oowee the energy in your kiss leaves a bitter taste of a tease
But I’m so pleased cause your delicious. Ohh (ooo wee) see magnetic energy when you add that up with me it’s obvious to see.

(Chorus)
We got a match that’s made on(we got, we got) earth girl. The next best thing to heaven girl. (we got, hey ehh), We got a match that’s made on earth girl. (we got the next best thing hey) The next best thing to heaven girl. (Ooo,) You and I we got energy, (like my lips on your lips girls) ohhh energy, (when we do it after dark girl) You and I we got energy (like slow songs in the bedroom) Ooo ooo oo energy, (like magnets when we touch girl) You and I we got

(Verse Two)
See we connect with our eyes and you wrap me up in your thighs and you try to keep your voice if it’s good and you make noise and you just can’t get away so you agree to stay we both know what it is, we really know what it is, it is what it is hey

(Chorus)
We got a match that’s made on, (we got a match yeeaa) earth girl. The next best thing to heaven girl. (match made on earth girl oh) We got a match that’s made on earth girl. (we got the best kept secret) The next best thing to heaven girl (Ooo,) You and I we got energy, (You and I we got energy) ohhh energy, (you and I we got chemistry) You and I we got energy (like doing it after dark girl) Ooo ooo oo energy, (like magnums in the bedroom) You and I we got

(Bridge Big Boi)
Energy like Bill and Hillary Clinton did I mention my chicks they round like a pension plan, nigga neva penny pinchin’ now for the build up the shit in the kitchen, nutrition sorta like these power bars from, from the dirty south and this is how we are all yall can call the law if yall think what yall bought what was flawed, shor-tay, ready to do that at the ready in the land of the "A" where everbody say hey, when you walk by, I, good vibration they either say yeaa, with a good situation a lil bit of red bull and vodka might kill the fatigue it’s hennessey and crunk juice for me but the vigorous activity with no sleep now this energy B O I

(Chorus)
You and I we got energy, (like my love in the bedroom) ohhh energy, (like magnets when we touch girl) You and I we got energy (like I just can’t get enough ohh na na na na) Ooo ooo oo energy, (one mo gin, on mo gin) You and I we got, you and I we got

(Adlib chorus out)

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

Hook

[Big Boi] Yeah.. ATLiens style on y'all ass
[K. Mike] DO OR DIE, AQUEMINI
[K. Mike] Killer Mike, Roc-A-Fella collaboration - holla!
[Y. Hova] Young Hov' in the place to be
[Y. Hova] Big Boi in the place to be (Young)
[Y. Hova] Andre 3000 (cash) shout out to public housin (bitch)
[Y. Hova] I brought (holla) the whole hood with me
[Big Boi] You got red dirt in your afro
[Y. Hova] Young Hov' in the place to be (yeah)
[Y. Hova] OutKast in the place to be (yeah)

[Verse One: Big Boi]
Did you ever think that you would be the nigga on the block
Didn't have to break a steerin column, didn't have to cook a rock
A damn goodie two-shoes, that what they call ya
Never judge a person or a book by it's covers
Just because my tone is darker than yours, a little tanner
You never took the time out, examine yourself boi
.. are you black, white, asian?
Indonesian, or Borean - that's black and Korean
We on the same team if we breathin
I jumped off the subject to see if you was seein
that we drop a little science off in every verse
They put that P.A. sticker on it cause they scared we gon' curse
But the knowledge is the power, the cowards get devoured
Any hour, any cipher, any way to any height
Because I might just SNAP on a FUCK-ass nigga
Might clap a cap at a sucka-ass nigga
In the meantime, Daddy Fatsacks gon' chill out
He might just, pull out his pistol
and let that thang whistle at your windshield or your residence
Superman to Clark Kent, you better be way harder
than the park bench to start this
Marcus, Jason, my little brother James
All my brothers from my momma but Andre is just the same
Ain't no uno, we a duo; deuce dos to a pair
A player stiffen the competition
Pressed like Levi's and toughskins, one minus one
Negative one minus negative one is nothin
Bustin d-boy raps and player poems
The 'Kast shit ain't plastic, we smash it and move the crowd
And rock the crowd original material while you bore 'em
Your live show consists of everybody's shit but you're-uns
Do your own shit! In your live show (bitin ass nigga)

[Chorus: Jay-Z - repeat 2X]
Young Hov' in the place to be
Big Boi in the place to be (Young)
Andre 3000 (cash) shout out to public housin (bitch)
I brought (holla) the whole hood with me (yeah, yeah)

[Verse Two: Big Boi]
Penelope Ann Cruz couldn't snooze
with her +Eyes Wide Shut+, before I asked to hit her gut
If you brunette, +Legally Blonde+ I might respond
Take you to +Swan Lake+ and beyond
Antwan raps on, raps on, clap off clap on
I switch the flow so quick you cannot fa-thom
I take a submarine two thousand leagues below the sea
and try to grab one line or sentence
Rhyme repentance, find the illest lyricist
And give him a clean bill of health
Wealth might make you look good but you sound like shit
And your team lookin shitty to death

[Verse Three: Killer Mike]
My nigga Big Boi said, watch 'em as they gawk and they gander
You can follow or lead like Commander Picard
You can have +The Whole World+
Or be satisfied with the boulevard, overstand
this young player's rhyme
I foregoed the crime and I focused on rhyme
Focused on every word, and line
Like a young Cassius Clay in his prime
I was born to talk shit and prove mine, and I'm
the epitome of raw rhyme
Got signed, got serious about the craft
of raw rhyme and I got mine - Aquemini's
murderous monster move minds
Did it so hard that it oughta be a crime
When you see I'm comin holla one-time, holla one-time
When you see I'm comin holla one-time (one-time)

[Chorus]

[Interlude]
Don't, you, like, to groove
In your hooptie on your old, flip, flop, sweatshoes
To run yo' tennis shoes
Don't, it, matter to you
That OutKast we got that slump for y'all
Keep that funk for y'all

[Verse Four: Jay-Z]
When I'm in the mood I rock the S Dot tennis shoes
At the interlude, I got the Gucci flip-flops
And I, fix it up like gin and juice when I'm them interviews
dudes wanna know what he copped
And where you got that, and how could they buy that
Where the million dollar watch at, stop that!
Why that, why this, niggaz wanna hijack the flyness
I'm on a whole 'nother plane
A whole different lane, a whole 'nother game that I'm playin
Understand what I'm sayin
Hov' and OutKast, whatchu think about that?
Really don't matter though what you niggaz chatter though
Anybody get out of line then you trust
that the mac'll go b-r-r-r-r-ap, got you killed for that alone
Back on the shit, back on the strip
Another hit I'm not gon' miss

[Interlude]

[Chorus]
Let me take you on a funky ride
All around the world
And, if you let me get inside your mind
Feel your spirits fly

[Society of Soul]
Oh baby, would you like to take a little ride with me
Unleash your sexual fantasies
It would be so nice
relax your body next to me
As I sing this OutKast melody
On this funky ride
So just relax baby

[Chorus]

[Society of Soul]
Now baby, now the smoke is in the air
Martell and Coke has got me there
And we wonder why you're high?
Well baby, it's nothing but that
Sess in your chest that got you feeling kinda crazy
So let your spirits fly
and enjoy the ride
Oh yeah baby

[Chorus: x5]

Some of that uh, LTD Lincoln Town Car
Some of that El Dorado funk, know what I'm talking about
Gangsta Shit, you know, lay back, cool out, yeah
You know we keep it crunk around here, A-town style
Getting head on the highways yeah, but this what I wanna know

*Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit
Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit
Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit
Outkast, Goodie Mob and the Dungeon click
Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit
Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit
Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit
Dirty South nigga we straight gangsta pimps

O-U-T-K-A-S-T,O-N-P,G-O-O-D-I-E, so fresh so clean
Back with Stankona, Dungeon Family
Pearl Cadillac on dics adn vogues, flip flops, t-shirts and Dickies
It's the return of Billy Ocean, Cuervo is my drink
Stank, stank means you got the funkiest, dopest heat on the street
Three G ski, Slimm, Big Boi and ths is C B-O-N-E
If you need some back-up find Jerome,
ya girl gonna give you grief at home
Just tell these hoez wanna be on the same team that she's layin on

*Repeat

Dope boys in the trap like to stack the dough
When beef come areound can't let it go
When my funds turn legit i'm gonna let you know
Ridin rims real good down Old National
It's trappable, two bed, Jacuzzi bath, it's natural
Puttin cheese in ya stash, un-taxable futhermuckers get mad
Steady watching myself, got eyes in my back
Don't take no slack, when you managing the trap
If you work out, gotta get it right back
I trap by day boy, rap by night,
C-Bone in this Bitch College Park trump tight

*Repeat

I'm pimp tight, give a fuck, niggaz know what's up
It's T-Mo and Outkast in the back of my truck
We gotta simple little problem that we got to solve
It like it ain't about the money, we got to handle the job
No colors or rags, just guns and masks
We not scared to blast and dip off fast
With the Dungeon click, just pulled a lick
Now what you really wanna know about the gangsta shit

Back on the scence, a sack of green sitting on crome and rubber bands
Paint looking like Candyland, it's Sllimm the South Paw triggerman
Flippin work and whippin weight, rock up, roll and get the papes
Chop them hoez and then you skate, ack to the block wit the deflate
Grams the O's, slabes to whole one's da flake
A young nigga holdin big face foldin
Pimps are known for catching runaways
A good hustler's known to keep his gun away
First nigga run up and try to jack mine,
first nigga fuck up to get flat lined
Pack still stainless Coupe and Verts brainless
Y'all don't wanna fuck wit me, the trunk be at bangin
Of the chain danling, y'all know that i'm form C.P

*Repeat

Outkas wit a K, yeah them niggaz are hard
Harder than a nigga trying to impress God
We'll pull your're whole deck, fuck pulling your card
And still take my guitar and take a walk in the park
Any play the sweetest melody the street ever heard
Now bitches sucking on my nouns and I'm eating their verbs
Get full, and niggaz, niggaz,
pop, pop, lock, lock to the, to the beat, beat
As if pitbulls went out of style, made a vow to myself
If it's for the wealth i'll stop, well put i like this
It's like me selling some dope because my girlfriend wants to shop
Wrong reason, whatever the season, hey winter, spring, summer or fall
I dont stall, slow drag wit your brain against the wall
Yeah, nigga naw, we learn to the side don't fall
All y'all fuck boys, tuck toys inside your pants
Just to pull it out, point it at the ground and make a nigga wanna
dance
Now what that be for, you're on that reefer and on that Tupac
In front of them oooh wops, trying to show out, that's the hoe route
Talking loud talking bout that's gangsta shit

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

Everybody needs a glass of water today
To chase the hate away
You know you've got company comin over
So you scrub extra-hard
And everybody needs somebody to love
Before its too late
Its too laaaaaaateee oh
Dont nobody wanna grow old alone!

Everybody needs someone to rub their shoulders
And scratch their dandruff
And everybody need to quit actin hard and shit
Before you get your ass whooped (I'll slap the fuck out ya!)
And everybody needs somebody to love
Before its too late
Its too late

Love-hater
Love-hater
Hater of love [repeat 2X]
Love-hater
Love-hater

[whispered]
Everybody needs someone to love [repeat 2X]

Whoo (Whoo)
Tie me up, don't tie me down
Cut me up, don't let me down

Find, find a way
Find a way to get out, wit out, hit out
You dig in, dig out, you get out
Ghettomusick, ghettomusick
Find a way to get in, to fit in the ghetto
You get out, wit out a dime
Ghettomusick, ghettomusick
Climbing out this hole (climbin' out this hole)
With a frown on my face
In the place to be, (in the place to be) and not to be at the same time
G-h-e-t-t-o-m-u-s-i-c-k stay down
O-u-t-k-a-s-t (oooh yeah) just know that we won't play round
If feet don't stank like they stank then they can't swallow dat down
Your battleship is sunk, I wish grandma could see us
Find a way to get out, wit out, hit out
You dig in, dig out, you get out
Ghettomusick, ghettomusick
Find a way to get in, the fit in the ghetto
You get out, wit out a dime
Ghettomusick, ghettomusick
I just want you to know, how I feel
Feeling good, feeling great
Feeling great, feeling good, how are you?
I just want you to know, how I feel
Feeling good feeling great
Feeling great, feeling good, how are you?

Hot tub add to the bony of tony
As my grandmama ettamay here and she show me
How to be the smooth operator, dominator in the state of Georgia
Hip hops there to destroy ya
Leave a mother fucker open like a foyer
He from the dirt now here come the paranoia
Although you couldn't have jacked the disrespect
The technique, sweat meet, wipe off the sweat
Fight off the shit and flush the waste down
The pipes of my life flow deep into the ground
Why my purpose on the surface of this earth is
Plan it, standards, trust and the purpose
Campaign in vein for the same lame fame, peo

Whoo (Whoo)
Tie me up, don't tie me down
Cut me up, don't let me down

Find, find a way
Find a way to get out, wit out, hit out
You dig in, dig out, you get out
Ghettomusick, ghettomusick
Find a way to get in, to fit in the ghetto
You get out, wit out a dime
Ghettomusick, ghettomusick
Climbing out this hole (climbin' out this hole)
With a frown on my face
In the place to be, (in the place to be) and not to be at the same time
G-h-e-t-t-o-m-u-s-i-c-k stay down
O-u-t-k-a-s-t (oooh yeah) just know that we won't play round
If feet don't stank like they stank then they can't swallow dat down
Your battleship is sunk, I wish grandma could see us
Find a way to get out, wit out, hit out
You dig in, dig out, you get out
Ghettomusick, ghettomusick
Find a way to get in, the fit in the ghetto
You get out, wit out a dime
Ghettomusick, ghettomusick
I just want you to know, how I feel
Feeling good, feeling great
Feeling great, feeling good, how are you?
I just want you to know, how I feel
Feeling good feeling great
Feeling great, feeling good, how are you?

Hot tub add to the bony of tony
As my grandmama ettamay here and she show me
How to be the smooth operator, dominator in the state of Georgia
Hip hops there to destroy ya
Leave a mother fucker open like a foyer
He from the dirt now here come the paranoia
Although you couldn't have jacked the disrespect
The technique, sweat meet, wipe off the sweat
Fight off the shit and flush the waste down
The pipes of my life flow deep into the ground
Why my purpose on the surface of this earth is
Plan it, standards, trust and the purpose
Campaign in vein for the same lame fame, peo

(Intro)
Boys stop
It's about to be a girlfight
Hey, some new shit, yeah
Brooke Valentine, what?
It's about to be a what? Big boi, Lil Jon!
Sending this out to all the ladies that got beef with another bitch
Uh huh, just walk to that bitch and tell her, whatcha' tell her?

(Chorus)
It's about to be a what? Girlfight!
We bout to throw dem bows
We bout to swing dem thangs
We bout to throw dem bows
We bout to swing dem thangs
It's about to be a what? Girlfight!

(Verse 1)
There she go talkin' her mess
All around town making me stress,
I need to get this off my chest
And if her friend want some then she'll be next
It really ain't that complicated
Y'all walk around looking all frustrated
Want some plex come on let's make it
Ya acting real hard but I know ya fakin'

(Hook)
Know you really don't wanna step to this
Really don't know why you talk this shit
You about to catch one right in the lip
It's about to be a what? Girlfight!
Know you really don't wanna step to this
Really don't know why you talk this shit
You about to catch one right in the lip
It's about to be a what? Girlfight!

(Chorus)
It's about to be a what? Girlfight!
We bout to throw dem bows
We bout to swing dem thangs
We bout to throw dem bows
We bout to swing dem thangs
It's about to be a what? Girlfight!

(Verse 2)
We on our way to ya neighborhood
The reason why we comin' is understood
Me and my girls we down to ride
So when you hear us pull up bring ya butt outside
And if you try to call yo cousin and nem
Don't forget that I got some of dem
Bout to go real hard bout to swang dem thangs
Bout to feel elbows all in ya brain

(Hook)
Know you really don't wanna step to this
Really don't know why you talk this shit
You about to catch one right in the lip
It's about to be a what? Girlfight!

(Chorus)
It's about to be a what? Girlfight!
We bout to throw dem bows
We bout to swing dem thangs
We bout to throw dem bows
We bout to swing dem thangs
It's about to be a what? Girlfight!

(Bridge)
Oh I know you don't want me to split ya dome
Girl you makin me really mad...
Oh I know you don't want me to split ya dome
I'm about to bruise ya face and it's sad...

(Big Boi)
Oh snap, these bitches they act like cats
In the middle of the dance floor now they preparing to scrap
They takin out their scrunchies and pullin off their press-ons
The one on the right is the girlfriend and the one the left is another woman
Someone please call securty, these girls too perty,
To get down to the nitty titty
I mean the nitty gritty
I mean her titties pretty
I'm trippin being silly willy, man don't let them hoes fight

(Chorus)
It's about to be a what? Girlfight!
We bout to throw dem bows
We bout to swing dem thangs
We bout to throw dem bows
We bout to swing dem thangs
It's about to be a what? Girlfight!

Don't act like you don't know
We right outside yo door
See you peekin' out the window
I know you ain't talking noise no more
Don't act like you don't know
We right outside yo door
See you peekin' out the window
I know you ain't talking noise no more
Bitch come outside

(Outro)
(Subliminal!)
Don't act like you don't see me
It's about to be a...Girlfight

[Chorus]
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't spend all your time trying to get high
You need git up, git out and git something
How will you make it if you never even try
You need to git up, git out and git something
Cause you and I got to do for you and I

[Cee-Lo]
I don't recall, ever graduating at all
Sometimes I feel I'm just a disappointment to y'all
Every day, I just lay around then I can't be found
Always asked to give me some living life like a bum
Times is rough, my auntie got enough problems of her own
Nigga, you supposed to be grown
I agree, I try to be the man I'm 'posed to be
But negativity is all you seem to ever see
I admit, I've done some dumb shit
And I'm probably gon do some mo'
You shouldn't hold that against me though (Why not?)
Why not? My music's all that I got
But some time must be ingested for this to be manifested
I know you know but I'm goin' say this to you I,
Get high but I don't get too high
So what's the limit 'posed to be?
That must be why you can't get your ass up out the bed before three
You need to git up, git out, cut that bullshit out
Ain't you sick and tired of having to do without
And what up with all these questions?
As act as though you know something I don't. Do you have any suggestions?
Cause every job I get is cruel and demeaning
Sick of taking trash out and toilet bowl cleaning
But I'm also sick and tired of struggling
I never ever thought I'd have resort to drug smuggling
No, that ain't what I'm about
Cee-lo will just continue traveling this route
Without any doubt or fear
I know the Lord ain't brought me this far so he could drop me off here
Did I make myself clear?

[Chorus]

[Big Boi]
Well, uh, git up, stand up. So what's said, you dickhead
See when I was a youngsta, used to wear them fucking Pro Keds
My mama made me do it, but the devil, he made me smart
Told me to jack them weak ass niggas for they fucking Starters
In the middle school, I was a bigger fool
I wore with tank tops to show off my tattoo, thought I was cool
I used to hang out with my daddy's brothers, I call them my uncles
They taught me how to smoke herb, I followed them when they ran numbers
So in a sense I was Rosemary's baby
And then, I learned the difference between a bitch and a lady
Hell, I treat 'em all like hoes, see I pimped 'em
Bitch never had my money, so I never whipped 'em
See all the players came and all the players went
A player ain't a gangsta but a player can handle his shit bitch
You need to git up, git out, git something
Smoke out, 'cause it's all about money, money, money
Yeah I said it, a nigga sporting plats and a Braves hat
I hang with Rico Wade 'cause the Dungeon is where the funk's at, boy
I'm true to Organized, 'cause they raised me
I'm also down with LaFace 'cause L.A. Reid, yeah, he pays me
And it's cool
Yeah, it's real cool, getting paid fat pockets
And all that other fat shit like that, ha-ha

[Chorus]

[Big Gipp]
A lot of people in my past tried to do me, screw me
Throw me over in the fire, let me get chunky and charred
Like a piece of wood and them spirits got the mutant's mind
I'm getting paranoid and steady looking for the time
It's eight in the morning and ain't nobody up yet
I got my long johns, get my coat and throw on my ball cap
I'm headed out the door, to get off in my ride
I'm digging through the ash tray, hoping to have a good day
I had Jamaica's best and when I light it up, I hear a voice in my head
(You got to git up, git out and git something)
Now I know it's on, my day is finally started
Back up in my crib, eat my shit, break out quick, in my slick
'84 Se-dan DeVille, steady bouncing,
Out the Pointe to Cambelton Road
The valley of the Southside flow
Everybody know about that killa that we call blow, so
Keep your eyes peeled for the 'cover unit
Cause they known for jumpinf out of black Chevy trucks and through the fog
Here come the Red Dogs, I'm bustinf out around the corner in my hog
Dippin from the area, I'm scared
So one of these bitches might wind up dead
'cause I have no time for bail. Fuck Clampett cops, fuck Elgin Bail
And crooked ass Jackson, got the whole country
Thinkin that my city is the big lick for 96
94, Big Gipp, Goodie Mo, Outkast, a vision from the past
Hootie hoo, my white owls are burning kinda slow

[Chorus]

[Dre]
Y'all telling me that I need to get out and vote, huh. Why?
Ain't nobody black running but crackers, so, why I got to register?
I thinking of better shit to do with my time
Never smelled aroma of diploma, but I write the deep ass rhymes
So let me take ya way, back to when a nigga stayed in Southwest Atlanta,
Y'all could not tell me nothing, thought I hit that bottom rock
At age 13, start working at the loading dock
They laying my mama off of work, General Motors tripping
But I come home Bank like Hank, from licking and dipping
Doing dumb shit, not knowing what a nigga know now
Yeah, that petty shit will have you cased up and locked down
I dips, over to East Point, still acting a fool
Wasting my time in the school, I'd rather be shooting pool
Cool is how I played the tenth grade
I thought it was all about macking hoes and wearing pimp fade
Instead of being in class, I'd rather be up in some ass
Not, thinking about them six courses that I need to pass
Graduation rolled around like rolly-pollies
Damn, that's fucked up. I should of listened when my mama told me
That, if you play now, you gonna suffer later
Figured she was talking yin-yang, so I payed her no attention
And kept missing the point she tried to poke me with
The doper that I get, the more I'm feelin broke and shit
Huh, but that don't matter though, I am an O-UT-KAST
So get up off your ass

[Chorus: x4]

God
Come in God
God come in God
Damn you're a girl
well i guess the reason i'm talking to you tonight is
cause i've been doing alot of thinking
i mean iconsider myself a pretty cool guy
and i've never cheated on any of my girlfriends
well well except that one lil' time in japan
but that was just some head and head dont count right?
aww thank's God i knew you would understand
well i just feel like i want to be honest wit you
God i just need a sweet bitch
you know sombody not to fast but not to slow
cause i dont have it my damn self
and life aint easy
you know you want somebody by yourside
to help you smooth that thang out
you know what sayin
and i'm not being picky
she dosen't even to have a big ol ass
just something well popotioned
toher body you know a nice lil tail
what?
you say you you've found somebody
is she cute?
so when do iget to meet her?
aww
God you're the greatest
well i guess i'll talk to you later
amen
oh i'm sorry
alady"

Ahhh, such sweet sound
The Fiddler on the Fuckin' Roof
Is that Mr. Bentley Fonzworth?

[Big Boi]
Indeed it is Sir

Good day, good sir
How do you do? Look fine

Fantastically well
I am certainly not fine by far
But you could say
I'm close to spectacular

Close to spectacular? How so?

Open your eyes
Spectacular's right in front of you

Whatever you say... your spectacular

No I'm fantastically well

Come on man make up your mind
A minute ago you said you were fine

No I said I'm close to spectacular
But I'm meeting fine in a minute

Close to spectacular?
You said you were fantastically well

Exaxtly

Exactly?? Which one are you?
Close to spectacular or Fantastically well?

I am certainly and without a doubt
Fantastically well and was close to Spectacular but I must say
You just pissed spectacular off
And don't even mention exactly...
But here comes fine right now

Oh lord, she is fine

[Woman] Gentlemen

[Big Boi] Behold

[together] A lady

How ya'll feelin' tonight?
I don't give a damn

<i>[Verse 1]</i>
Mama i'm leavin' way from home to join the circus
And papa i go into that place where them clowns get down (get down)
Sister i know that there are lions tigers and bears
I'll be safe and sure to call ya'll when i get there

<i>[Chorus]</i>
Nothing but the greatest show on earth
(shut up while i'm singing) step right up step right up come one come all
What u want what u need
Wanna drank wanna chief
I got it yeah i got it

<i>[Verse 2]</i>
Mama i'm moving up and i'll be selling cotton candy
And papa next week they'll let me sit on the trapeze-eze whoo
Uncle you should see all these dancing girls
And every night i get to sleep under the big top

<i>[Chorus]</i>
<i>[Macy Gray ad libs]</i>
Ain't nothing like...great
It's the greatest show on earth
Da da da da da da
What u want what u need
Wanna drank wanna chief
I...i got it hey i got it

<i>[Bridge]</i>
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh whoa
Yeah yeah oh yeah
Ooh ooh yeah yeah

<i>[Chorus]</i>
<i>[ad libs]</i>
Ok ok ok ok ok
I got good love
I got true love
I got green love
I got blue love
I got dark love
I got light love
I got white love
I got chinese love
I got plaid love
I got stripeded love

What you clapping for i ain't done yet

My name is Cupid Valentino, the modern day Cupid
And I just want to say one thing

[Verse 1: Andre 3000]
Happy Valentine's Day
Every day the 14th!
I don't think y'all heard me!
I just wanna say Happy Valentine's Day!
Every day the 14th!
Can y'all dig that?
Now when arrows don't penetrate, see
Cupid grabs the pistol (Uh, yeah, now, now lookie here!)
And he shoots straight for your heart
And when he won't miss you!
That's alright 'cause y'all won't believe in me anyways
But..

[Hook: Joi & "Skreechy Peachy" (Andre 3000)]
Ya won't believe in me, but you would fancy
leprechauns or groundhogs
No thank you, Easter Bunny!
(There's all this talk about Santa Claus, but see
love will rule reign supreme)

[Verse 2: Andre 3000]
Happy Valentine's Day
Every day the 14th! (You got it!)
When Cupid knocks at your door
You can't ignore me!
There's no need to run!
So, Happy Valentine's Day (Hey!)
Every day the 14th!
I may have it all wrong, see
If you know what loves mean, well
Well, somebody tell me!
'Cuz they just don't believe in me!

[Hook: Joi & "Skreechy Peachy" (Andre 3000)]
Ya' won't believe in me, but you would fancy
leprechauns or groundhogs
No thank you, Easter Bunny!
(There's so much fuss about Santa Claus, but see
Cupid will not be defeated!)

[Verse 3: Andre 3000]
Happy Valentine's Day
Every day the 14th!
Now I know your hearts have grown cold
And that bothers me
Now I understand 'cause I use to be a bad boy in my day
I know you're trying to protect your lil' feelings
but you can't run away
Oooh ooh!

[Hook: Joi & "Skreechy Peachy" (Andre 3000)]
Ya' won't believe in me, but you would fancy..
(Hey! Don't you supposed to be some kind of player or something?)
Bunny!

[Talking: Andre 3000]
Well keep on runnin', player
'Cause I got my good shoes on
And I got 'em tied up tight
So, you're going to find out tonightttttttttt!

[Verse 4: Andre 3000]
Got a sweet lil' darling back in my corner
Below I know I love her, but act like I don't want her
Surrounded by the lonely, but yet feel like a loner
Could be an organ donor
The way I give up my heart, but
Never know because - shit, I never tell her!
Ask me about my feelings I'd holla' that it's irrela'
I don't get myself caught up in the Jello gella'
And puddin' pops, that others opt to call falling in love, but
For the record, have you ever rode a horse?
Would I like for you to take me to Pluto?
I said, "Of course!"
But if you ain't a sweety indeedy, I won't endorse
Hans Solo till I'm hit by the bullet, so may the force
Be with you, and I'll hit you when better time permits
For now, give me examples of why you're the shit!
But how am I to know with the profession that I'm in?
And if you do not know me, then how could you be my friend?

[Chorus: Andre 3000, Joi, and "Skreechy Peachy"]
Happy Valentine's, Happy Valentine's
Happy Valentine's Day, Happy Valentine's Day

[Continue Chorus until fade]

One two three go!
My baby don't mess around Because she loves me so And this I know fo shooo.. Uh, But does she really wanna But can't stand to see me Walk ou the dooo.. Don't try to fight the feelin' Because the thought alone is killing me right nooww.. Uh, thank god for mom and dad For sticking through together 'Cause we don't know hooowww... UH!
Heeeyyy... Yaaaaaaa.. Heeyy Yaaaaaaaa.. Heeeyyy... Yaaaaaaa.. Heeyy Yaaaaaaaa.. Heeeyyy... Yaaaaaaa.. Heeyy Yaaaaaaaa.. Heeeyyy... Yaaaaaaa.. Heeyy Yaaaaaaaa..
[Verse Two - Andre 3000] You think you've got it Ohh, you think you've go it But got it just don't get it Till' there's nothing at AaaaaaaaAAAAAAAaaaaaaAAAAAAaaaaaallllll.. We've been together Ohh, we've been together But seperate's always better when there's feelings InvooooooOOOOOOOoooooooOOOOOOooooooOOOOOlved If what they say is ("Nothing is forever") Then what makes, Then what makes, Then what makes Then what makes, Then what makes LOOVVEEE? (Love exception) So why you, why you Why you, why you, why you are we so in denial When we are not happy heeeerrreeee... Y'all don't want me here you just wanna dance
Heeeyyy... Yaaaaaaa.. (OHH OH) Heeyy Yaaaaaaaa.. (OHH OH) Heeeyyy... Yaaaaaaa.. (Don't want to meet your daddy, OHH OH) Heeyy Yaaaaaaaa.. (Just want you in my Caddy OHH OH) Heeeyyy... Yaaaaaaa.. (OHH OH, don't want to meet yo' mama OHH OH) Heeyy Yaaaaaaaa.. (Just wan't to make you cumma OHH OH) Heeeyyy... Yaaaaaaa.. (I'm, OHH OH I'm, OHH OH) Heeyy Yaaaaaaaa.. (I'm just being honest OHH OH, I'm just being honest)
Hey, alright now Alright now fealous, (YEAH!) Now what's cooler than bein' cool? (ICE COLD!) I can't hear ya' I say what's cooler than bein' cool? (ICE COLD!) whooo... Alright, alright, alright, alright Alright, alright, alright, alright Alright, alright, alright, alright Alright, alright, alright, Ok now ladies, (YEAH!) And we gon' break this back down in just a few seconds Now don't have me break this thang down for nothin' Now I wanna see y'all on y'all baddest behavior Gimme some suga', I am your neighbor ahh here we go! Shake it, shake, shake it, shake it (OHH OH) Shake it, shake it, shake,shake it, shake it, shake it (OHH OH) Shke it, shake it like a Poloroid Picture, shake it, shake it Shh you got to, shake it, shh shake it, shake it, got to shake it (Shake it Suga') shake it like a Poloroid Picture
Now while Beyonc?and Lucy Lui And baby dogs, get on the floor (Get on the floor) You know what to dooo.. Yooooouuu.. know I do
Heeeyyy... Yaaaaaaa.. (OHH OH) Heeyy Yaaaaaaaa.. (OHH OH) Heeeyyy... Yaaaaaaa.. (OHH OH) Heeyy Yaaaaaaaa.. (Uh oh, Hey Ya) Heeeyyy... Yaaaaaaa.. (OHH OH) Heeyy Yaaaaaaaa.. (Uh, uh, OHH OH) Heeeyyy... Yaaaaaaa.. (OHH OH) Heeyy Yaaaaaaaa.. (OHH OH)

One two
three uh!
My baby don't mess
around
Because she loves
me so
And this I know
for sho'
But does she
really want to
But can't stand
to see me
Walk out
the door
Don't try to fight
the feeling
'Cause the thought
alone is
Killing me
right now
Thank God for
mom and dad
For sticking
two together
Because we don't
know how
Hey ya~~~~~ hey ya~~~~~~
hey ya~~~~~ hey ya~~~~~~
Hey ya~~~~~ hey ya~~~~~~
hey ya~~~~~ hey ya~~~~~~
You think
you've got it
Oh you think
you've got it
But got it
just don't get it
Until there's
nothing at all
We get together
oh we get together
But separate's
always better
When there's
feelings involved
If what they say is
(nothing is forever)
Then what makes?
then what makes?
Then what makes?
then what makes?
Then what makes?
(love the exception?)
So why oh? why oh?
why oh? why oh?
Why oh?
are we so in denial?
When we know we're
not happy here?
Hey ya! hey ya!
(don't want to
Meet your daddy)
hey ya~~~~~
(Just want you
in my caddy)
Hey ya~~~~~ (don't want to
meet your mama)
Hey ya~~~~~ (just want to
make you cumma)
Hey ya~~~~~ hey ya~~~~~
hey ya! alright now
Alright now
fellas (yeah)
What's cooler
than being cool?
(Ice cold)
I can't hear you?
I say what's
what's cooler
Than being cool?
(ice cold)
Alright alright
alright alright
Alright alright
alright alright
Alright alright
alright alright
Alright alright
alright ladies! (yeah)
We gon' break
this thing down
In just a few seconds
now don't have me
Break this thing down
for nothing
Now wanna see
y'all on y'all
Baddest behavior
lend me some sugar
I am your neighbor
ah! here we go!
Shake it
shake shake it
Shake it
shake shake it
Shake it
shake shake it
Shake it shake it
shake shake it
Shake it like
a polaroid picture!
Hey ya! shake it
shake shake it
Shake it
shake shake it
Shake it shake it
shake shake it
Shake it like
a polaroid picture!
Shake it shake it
shake shake it
Shake it
shake shake it
Shake it shake it
shake shake it
Shake it like
a polaroid picture!
Sugar shake it
shake shake it
Shake it
shake shake it
Shake it shake it
shake shake it
Shake it like
a polaroid picture!
Hey ya~~~~~ hey ya~~~~~~
hey ya~~~~~ hey ya~~~~~~
Hey ya~~~~~ hey ya~~~~~~
hey ya~~~~~
Hey ya~~~~~
hey ya~~~~~~~~

Slowly as sir luscious step up like a q-dawg A-town's up, deuces down it's the new call And you can dial 1-888-cut-something I'm your kinky operator when you wanna f--- something Ain't no dial tones just milestones, of pleasure to reach To each his own, I'm a stone cold Aquarian freak Humanitarian, barbarian but under the sheets It's the player from the point And your girl from the d Are you infatuated with me I could end your curiosity If you don't think I'm too rude Here's your chance to make your move I sit and wait for nobody People say that my style is so crazy I think you like it baby Do you want to get nasty I dare you to undress me Baby, let me know if you wanna roll With a hip hop star Bamboos on, pants down low I'm a hip hop star Baby let me know if you wanna ride with this Hip hop star I'm a rock star Do I blow you away? Do I stimulate your mind Would you taste my love if I kick it tight I have none to waste with you I guess you can say My style is so crazy I think you like it baby Do you want to get nasty I dare you to undress me Baby, let me know if you wanna roll With a hip hop star Bamboos on, pants down low I'm a hip hop star Baby let me know if you wanna ride with this Hip hop star I'm a rock star Undress me undress me You can come Come baby, undress me Take off that tank top and pull off them drawers The girls all pause, got them drippin down they sugar walls Aw naw! getting to the nappy root Knocking boots and stilettos, damn I keep it ghetto! A cool type of fellow, mellow got the gold medal Never settle for less my rose petal Tooey, tooey, tooey, tooey! spit game! Venom to get it up in 'em, let me "p" pop that thang First check her brain to see if she's sane, Deranged or strange or crazy as hell You never can tell these days Everybody got a little Rick James in they veins man! The way I feel Oh girl I know its bout to be Me all over you And damn girl you all over me Baby, let me know if you wanna roll With a hip hop star Bamboos on, pants down low I'm a hip hop star Baby let me know if you wanna ride with this Hip hop star I'm a rock star

[Intro:]
Chris brOwn
Big boi
Yea

(Big Boi Rap)
Oh she's mine
And see god knew she was mine
The day i seen that guy
The big mouth bass
On the line
It's time for me to retrieve her
And go git her like a wild reciever
But we dn't play no ball
See when we come through
We babygirl gon' make it ball

[Verse 1:] ( Chris Brown)
On the real we need to nip this in the butt
Cause we kept it real with everyone
So tell me why they hatin(everybody's hatin)
It feels like they just waitin(for us to grow apart)
Yeayee
its just hard for me to do
But baby if i'm your man
I guess i gotta be your man
These men just gotta understand
Little girl, with curves and hips, luscious lips
Girl i can't front now
I'm nervous

[Chorus:]
I'm like hold up
Wait, wait a minute
I'm genuine with it
I ain't tryna put no pimpin in it
I'm like hold up
Can i talk to her
Hold up
Can i take her out
Hold up , uh
That's why i gotta tell you

[Verse 2:] (Chris Brown)
Now a days is so crazy
Out here
You'd wanna be cuttin me
If your daughter struts with me
Lucky me, and you'd be lucky too
No entourage, no crew
Just me ridin with my boo
I got her
But don't think i'm replacin you

Girl know you know what i do
And i know you made your mind up
It'll take days and days, and decades to find anOther
Dude that's gonna walk in my shoes
And girl keep it one with you
As long if you do the usual

[Chorus:]
I'm like hold up
Wait, wait a minute
I'm genuine with it
I ain't tryna put no pimpin in it
I'm like hold up
Can i talk to her
Hold up
Can i take her out
Hold up , uh
That's why i gotta tell you

Now baby please
Hang up the phOne
Cause i'm talkin to your father
Mrs Jones, Mr Jones
I've been talkin to your daughter
And she like me
She told me she like me
And i really like her
She gon' be my wifey
I say baby please
Hang up the phone
Cause i'm talkin to your father
Mrs Jones, Mr Jones
I've been talkin to your daughter
And she like me
He told me she like me
And i really like her
She gon be my wifey

[Chorus:]
I'm like hold up
Wait, wait a minute
I'm genuine with it
I ain't tryna put no pimpin in it
I'm like hold up
Can i talk to her
Hold up
Can i take her out
Hold up , uh
That's why i gotta tell you

(Big Boi Rap)
Now is the time for me to come clean
Now is the time for us to turn that yellow light to green light
And proceed us together, be more better like lemon pepper on your wings
And you'll never find another fella that's betta than your king
Nah mean, kno'm sayin, kno wut im talkin about
Girl who playin
But we cant have no picket fence cause we got acres & acres of land
The haters are takin it mad
That we can handle these fakers for class
Mannerisms on that C.O. five and a half on they ass
Girl buy, give it a try, give yo boy a chance
Ever since you landed in myspace it seems like i'm yours again
My top friend, rock them
We don't need no all day hits
Pop them
Put ol' Google on a boss back

[Chorus:]
I'm like hold up
Wait, wait a minute
I'm genuine with it
I ain't tryna put no pimpin in it
I'm like hold up
Can i talk to her
Hold up
Can i take her out
Hold up , uh
That's why i gotta tell you

I'm like hold up
Wait, wait a minute
I'm genuine with it
I ain't tryna put no pimpin in it
I'm like hold up
Can i talk to her
Hold up
Can i take her out
Hold up , uh
That's why i gotta tell you
Baby please
And she like me
And i really like her
Baby please
She gon' be my wifey
Baby please

Starts off like a
small town marriage
Lovely wife in life
baby carriage
Now all the stars have cars
success of course
but it ends
in Hollywood divorce
Hollywood divorce
And I'm gon' start
Yea and I don't have to
go to Hollywood
cause Hollywood come through
my neighborhood
with cameras on
I really think they're
stealin from us
like a sample song
I really wish one day
we'd take it back like
The hurricane come and
took my Louisiana home
and all I got in return
was a dern country song
This whole country wrong
What would you write if you
just put a little ice on
and cut your mic on
but you don't even
write your songs
but Hollywood make you
spit like a python
I meant Cobra
I'm so not sober
I'm high like a Hollywood
You can call me a roller
Your grill's glistenin'
Spent a hundred thousand
on mine to feel different
what's the real sense of it
Uhhh Bling bling I know
and did you know
I'm the creator of the term
I just straightened
the perm and let it
sit too long
they just makin it burn
Make a movie of
our lifestyle
But they earn like a
dead body burned
on a mantlepiece
That's why I try not to lie
on wax like this
candle grease
and I be's the little nigga
cooler than anti freeze
defrost on your window pane
Lil Wayne
but in Hollywood
it's Little Wayne
don't make me not
so that's why
I got a prenup I do
Starts off like a
small town marriage
Lovely wife in life
baby carriage
Now all the stars have cars
success of course
but it ends
in Hollywood divorce
Hollywood divorce
Yeah Yeah
A is for Atomsville
Be is for going home
C if I give a fuck if you
like me you know I don't
If she ain't got a good head
on her leave that ho alone
If she do got
some good head on her
let her sing a song
D is for what I serve
I don't be on no curb
She ain't no junkie neither
I ain't no dope dealer
But she keep comin back
3stacks must be some crack
Put that pipe in her lap
she ain't know how to act
Now that I've got
your undivided attention
I'm gonna say this and
run under condition one
Promise me you gon' stack
promise me you gon' ball
Promise me you'll invest
three fourths of it all
For what So your kids kids
kids can have some cheese
Can't get with it
Get get get get
get on your knees
Cause wealth is the word
Rich is round the corner
from the curb
Don't like what I write
Shoot me a bird
Tenth grade the way was paid
for me and Dre
to pregate
Like Dr Frankenstein
the arts and crafts
now could we
make a difference
Antoine Patton and
Andre Benjamin been
jammin for you
rap niggas and journalists
that's quick to misprint
public and private business
then retract back
for deaf ears and
think it's dismissed
Part two the sequel
all new cast
just ain't the same gang
of nerds slanndering
your name behind
that screen name
they're lame and
their life is pretty plain
M&M's with no nuts
won't show up face to face
straight bitch made
like puppies
on the nipples of a mutt
Address it on a case by case
basis like the judge
What about these lyin' ass
hoes tryin to plot
or these niggas on the block
who want the queen
Nigga please
but even she can
walk we'll miss her
we ain't gon' fake it
but God don't make mistakes
must be something bigger
Starts off like a
small town marriage
Lovely wife in life
baby carriage
Now all the stars have cars
success of course
but it ends
in Hollywood divorce
Hollywood divorce
I do love you
but you hate me
at the same time
lights camera action
it's game time
do you take this here
as your lovely wife
to love her and cherish her
for all your life
I solemnly swear to
share take you there
and me and you together baby
we a lucky pair
it's been a long time
we walked a thin line
of the
I gotcha but you been mine
as I sit back and watch
all them cat fights
domestic violence
is that right
but you love the dogg
gave me the spotlight
and now I'm growin up
showin up blowin up
I never ever thought that
we would separate at all
but you played me
like a game of football
used to feed me
need me dress me
now it's so messy straight
cut out and left me
Hollywood divorce
all the fresh styles
always start off
as a good little hood thing
look at blues rock jazz rap
Not even talkin about music
everything else too
by the time it reach
Hollywood it's over
but it's cool
we just keep it goin and
make new shit
Take our game take our name
give us a little fame
and then they kick us
to the curb
that's a cold thang

Yeah Ya gotta understand
what I'm talkin' about
I'm talkin' about on this one
Sexy Sexy as hell to me
Yeah Love Love
So let me tell
ya bout a player I know
6 foot 4 225
He's all the way live
See where I come from
We like em like that
He don't talk smack
He just twist caps off
See that's the only
kinda dude I'm demandin'
And let the girl
like me understand it umm
And the ones that ain't
They still gotta have it
They don't know why
But they chained to
I need a hood boy
Wife beaters and jeans
Always in the trap
And he looks so mean
I need a hood boy
Go'on head pretty
We don't like them there
Need somethin' realer
I need a hood boy
Hot boys rock boys
Street boys B boys
Man I love them boys
Love Love
He knows how to treat a lady
But he won't
let you get too rowdy
He stands up for himself
That's what
I like most about him
He's all I see and all I need
And all that I want
And all that I'm used to
I swear that
my man's the truth
I said I swear that
my man's the truth
I need a hood boy
Wife beaters and jeans
Always in the trap
And he looks so mean
I need a hood boy
Go'on head pretty
We don't like them there
Need somethin' realer
I need a hood boy
Hot boys rock boys
Street boys B boys
Man I love them boys
Yeah Yeah
I need a hood boy
Wife beaters and jeans
Always in the trap
And he looks so mean
I need a hood boy
Go'on head pretty
We don't like them there
Need somethin' realer
I need a hood boy
Hot boys rock boys
Street boys B boys
Man I love them boys
Yeah yeah
B a double d
Why say bye
Been fly
Ever since a nigga
started sayin' bye
That's right stand by
Cause we about to take flight
Not a 747
But the music
and the mic Rophone
Phone home
If you want someone
waitin' baby
Go on home
Don't wanna jeapordize
your safety
Maybe later
We shake the haters
and gets busy
You say you wanna do
same thing
Then get wit me
If not then hit me
I know you know the history
Last nigga ridin'
round lookin' real crispy
Ridin' round town top down
On the grizzy
Grind all the time to stay hot
Or either sizzlin'
I thought I told ya niggas
We run stop signs
Cause we don't stop
Till the cops come knockin'
For two block signs
Not mine
Toine gone right
Like sunshine and cold north
through summertime
Now bow down
I need a hood boy
Wife beaters and jeans
Always in the trap
And he looks so mean
I need a hood boy
Go'on head pretty
We don't like them there
Need somethin' realer
I need a hood boy
Hot boys rock boys
Street boys B boys
Man I love them boys
Yeah Yeah
shortie wanna rock with you
Shortie wanna rock with you
Wanna bop with you
I wanna ride with you

[Big Boi]
Hootie Hoo
Follow the funk from the skunk
And the dank that is crunk in the Dungeon
It goes on and on and on, like that
Going out to the Jeeps and hoes in the 'llac
Ah Suki, Suki
All day and day, any day, every damn day
I be thinking about the good ol' days when I was a whippersnapper
Used to try to get a kiss, but now it be them draws I'm after
I'm just a Southernplayalistic pimp
I used to sling a fat rock, but now I'm serving hemp
I never even smoked a gram of crack, but yo I'm dope
Mo' doper than a junkie or a Pooky cause it's on
So each one, teach one, I be claiming true
To East Point and College Park and the things I used to do
Around ATL, home of the pimps and the money makers
Club niggas, Magic City and them Southern players
I never said I was a gangsta but I will do ya
So Hallelujah, Hallelujah
One for the players at the crib, drinking drinks
And two is for the sound, Hootie Hoo that I make

[Chorus]
Hootie Hoo
Tight like hallways, smoked out always(Hootie Hoo)
Yeah, Hootie Hoo
Big Boi on the left, Andre's on my right
Tight like hallways, smoked out always (Hootie Hoo)

[Andre Benjamin]
Now playing these bitches is my favorite sport
But ain't no game when they be calling your name in the court
Oh, it's Saturday night, I guess that makes it alright
Got an obese twenty sack, fully packed, it's so tight
That it's busting out the seams, yes sir, I'm set
Oh, but let me tuck the 380 before I jet
Hops off in the Lac with Big Gipp, you got a light (Hootie Hoo)
Communication device dun went off twice
Should I answer the call, yes, I'm macking 'em all
We met 'em up in the mall, recall Player's Ball
Well, it's Player's Ball 2, so I guess I'll call you
Later on, and then your whole crew can fall through
Now later on done got here
I takes a peek, now let me see, what do we got here?
Draws, falling down like niggas in a drive-by
I got up in them draws and I told her bye bye
About two weeks later, she called me with some bullshit
Talking 'bout her period late, guess what I did
Click
No, it couldn't be me. Not me

[Chorus: x2]

[Big Boi]
Uh, well you know we getting blizzard cause we got that chicken gizzard
In the dungeon and scope but some of you niggas can't cope with it
So, Opie, hip hop, to the front, to the back and it don't stop
From the streets of ATL to the slums of College Park
So god almighty no, it's Outkast for the 94 era
You heard the player's call, we taking it to another level
So 'lujah, Halle, let me get a swallow of that Martel
And you may go to hell

[Andre Benjamin]
Set sail with a nigga from ATL, Southwest that is
It's that Southern ses in your chest that is
One mo' gen for my friend who don't take
No bullshit from no bitch who is stank
I ain't the sugar daddy nigga who will make you
Silly of you to think that I would, but I will lay you
Down like some bo-los, you can throw those
Head, til I'm dead, yes, it's now your broke hoes
Don't get me wrong to disrespect is not my shit
But if you fall in this category, then you'se a bitch

[Chorus: x4]

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

(Chorus)

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

(Chorus)

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

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

It's cold, it's cold.
No it's cold. It ain't cold, it's cold.
I'm cool, I'm cool.
I'm cool. It's me, I'm cool.

People Don't 'Chu
Worry 'Bout Me
Evil Gone Get
Worried 'Bout Me
Well I'm Gonna Teach Ya
How To Diss The Town
And Soon As I Do It
I'mma Get Down
Come On
Ah Ah Ah Come On

Mama Don't 'Chu
Worry 'Bout Me
Papa Don't 'Chu
Worry 'Bout Me
Well I Live A Life
But It Just Aint Mine
I Know I'm Your Son
Won't 'Cha Let Me Shine
Come On
Ah Ah Ah Come On

Sally Don't 'Chu Worry 'Bout
Me Don't 'Chu Worry
Wooah Sally Don't 'Chu
Worry 'Bout Me
Don't 'Chu Worry About Me
Don't Worry 'Bout Me
I'll Be Fine Well
That's What I Tell 'Em Baby
But I'm Liein'
Come On
Ah People Come On
Y'all Know 'Bout The Blue
Don't 'Cha
Everybody Gets The Blues
Even Babies Get The Blues
Some Call It Baby Blue
Some Call It Midnight Blue
Some Call It Baby Blue
Whatever You Do Is
What We Gonna Do
We Gone Play Until
You Feel Happy
'Til There Ain't
No More Blues

[Chorus]
We spent summer dreaming, when we could be leaving,
I get wild and don't give a fuck, see you when the sun come up
I guess I'll get you in your dreams
I guess I'll get you in your dreams
I get wild and don't give a fuck, see you when the sun come up
I guess I'll get you in your dreams

The moon's around my sun, and my nights around my days
Nocturnal creature by habit Bruce Wayne know what I mean
I mean I'm in between sunset and sunrise
As its on type of nigga for the home invasion surprise
Mother fucker pow-pow lay the fuck down now
Now no, don't try to talk your way out
Because I'm usually non violent, positively vibing
But every now and then you got a nigga wanna try you,
Why? I don't know, I don't even understand it
But it's simply overstood how you really suppose to handle it,
Pardon me one moment I just went off on a tangent

[Chorus]

Typical day off in the A, aye
But nicks up the Chevrolet, aye
Nigga wanna rob okay, okay
Where he stand is where he lay, aye
Keep looking at me with a gangsta grill,
I'm gonna give your ass a gangsta's pill,
That's a little piece of lead, taken to the head
That nigga ain't live, that nigga there dead
Taken dirt naps, sleeping with the fishes,
Done like dishes, this a wrap like Christmas
Big Boi, you say the word I'll make these niggas dreams a nightmare
I will bust there motherfucking head, ha ha ha ha ha ha

[Chorus]

Your ridin', killin', feelin', straight chillin',
I feel wild and don't give a fuck, see you when the sun come up

We roastin', boastin', flowin', straight coastin'
I feel wild and don't give a fuck, see you when the sun come up

That's the way a

Keep spinnin', we grillin', bendin', straight pimpin'
I feel wild and don't give a fuck, see you when the sun come up (yeah)

Now we know when, (know when), holding, (holding) showing, controlling,
I feel wild and don't give a fuck, see you when the sun come up (oh)

[Chorus]

I guess I'll get you in your dreams

I guess I'll get you in your dreams [

D.J. Mrs. Boi:
OutKast...
Tea's long...
Tea's strong...
Lastin' long vs. long lastin'...
Education, however, the difference between the two...
Which do U live in, yo'self?...
2 draw a master plan without a flaw...
Somethin' lastin' long leaves a compromising position...,everything that isn't becomes questionable...,unbelieveable,...and becomes weak at some point...done got the strength 2 blow and 2 hit jackin' this joint...
Somethin' long lastin'...
Big Boi & Dre, the duo whose chemistry gave the potion a rare fate, 2 Atlanta boys that came in2 this industry...
For the same ol' boys 2 B OutKast, raps an' OutBlast the peers of the game...
Move with the groove an' don't let the smooth groove fool U....
So it is...believe in the dirty SOUTHERNPLAYALLISTICCADDILAC-funky-ATLIENS,...the kind that makes Aquemini...
Big Boi & Dre presents OutKast...
So get ready 2 bump!...?808-style...2 "The Speakerboxxx" and "The Love Below",...2 albums...w/ the same ol' flow...
Now enjoy it.
Me?
Signin' off...A/K/A...Possum Dre...

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-

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-"

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-

[Hook]
Brothers on the block knowing
(from this point on it only gets rougher!)
Sisters at the crib knowing
(from this point on it only gets rougher!)
Preachers at the church knowing, we still get by
(from this point on it only gets rougher!)
Teachers at the school knowing
(from this point on it only gets rougher!)
Ladies on the block knowing
(from this point on it only gets rougher!)
Junkies on the corner knowing, but still get high
(from this point on it only gets rougher!)

[Big Boi]
Well here's a formal introduction
Something to make you ponder
The situation's ugly, like "In Living Color"'s Wanda (word up!)
Well everybody play dumb, but there's some that succumb
And fall victim, I will overcome any hurdle or obstacle that's in my path
Fast cash should be the last resort so make it last for the risk you took
Trick, you shook your ass for some hundred dollar heels and a designer bag
Now that's ass backwards
All you got in the refrigertator is bratwurst
Your stomach is balled in a knot, you got that phat purse
Pocketbook, stop and look, pockets look void
Destroyed by the need to indulge and enjoy the finer things in life right?
Your dignity, your only sacrifice, slim as your chances of being somebody's wife
They seeing ya butt, booty naked every night, ain't nothing right or wrong!

[Hook]

[Big Boi]
Even though things started falling apart
Wanda went and bought a Honda
Now she's out of a job, she would slob on a knob
For a little less than a yard, a massage you could drill her like a sarge
She would charge and rob
Pick through yo' pockets
She got the tricks watcha nd the silver locket
That he bought for his wife but Wanda left her license
On the night stand fuckin' with this white man
She met in a little red Corvette paid for sex
Made a deal that she would never forget you can bet
Every action has a positive and equal reaction
Therefore everything that goes around comes around in that fashion
Fast and furiously, the was a knock on the sliding glass door (bitch, it's me!)
You thought you was slick the way you hit me for that lick
But you slipped now I'm getting in your shit!!!!

[Hook]

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)

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)

Hey yaaa... Ba-doo-baaaa-ba-doo-baaaaa [repeat 2X]

[Norah Jones]
Baby, take off your cool
I wanna see you, I wanna see you
Baby, don't be so cool
I wanna see you, I wanna see you

[Andre 3000]
Baby, take off your cool
I want to get to know you
(Take off your cool)

And there's a, and there's a
And there's a, and there's a, finnne.. linnne
Too late to pray that I'm on it..

Ya, yeah, yeahhhh

[OutKast]
Y'all, uh-huh, y'all

[Andre Benjamin]
And there's a fine line between love and hate you see
Came way too late, but baby I'm on it..
And there's a fine line between love and hate you see
Came way too late, but baby I'm on it..
Can't worry bout, what a nigga think now see
That's Liberation and baby I want it..
Can't worry bout, what anotha nigga think
Now that's Liberation and baby I want it..

[Big Boi]
(Let me hear it, let me hear it, let me hear those, let me hear those)
How many times I, sit back and contemplate
I'm fresh off the dank, but I'm tellin my story..
My relationship, with my folks is give and take
And I done took so much, not givin my glory
Now have a choice to be who you wants to be
It's left uppa to me, and my momma n'em told me (yes she did)
I said I have a choice to be who you wants to be
It's left uppa to me, and my momma n'em told me

[Cee-Lo]
No, nooo, noooooooo
I'm so tired, it's been so long - struggling, hopelessly
Seven and forty days.. heyyy
Ohhhh, I sacrifice every breath I breathe
To make you believe, I'd give my life awayyyy
Oh lord, I'm so tired, I'm so tired
My feet feel like I walked most of the road on my owwwwn
All on my owwwwn, weeeeeee..
We alive or we ain't livin, that's why I'm givin until it's gone
Cause I don't wanna be alone (I don't wanna be alone)
I don't wanna be alone.. yeahhhheeeeee
If there's anything I can say, to help you find your way
Touch your soul, make it whole, the same for you and I..
There's not a minute that goes by that I don't believe
that you die.. but I can feel it in the wind
The beginning or the end
But people keep your head to the skyyyyy

[singers in background over interlude]
Shake that load off, shake that load off (16X)

[Erykah Badu]
Folk in your face, you're a superstar
Niggaz hang around cause of who you are
You get a lot of love cause of what you got
Say they happy for you but they really not
Sell a lot of records and you roll a benz
Swoll up in the spot, now you losin friends
All you wanna do is give the world your heart
Record label tried to make you compromise your art
You make a million dollars, make a million mo'
First class broad treat you like a nigga po'
You wanna say "Wait!" but you're scared to ask
as your world starts spinning and it's moving fast
Tryin' to stay sane is the price of fame
Spending your life trying to numb the pain
You shake that load off and sing your song
Liberate the minds, then you go on home..

[Big Rube]
I must admit, they planted a lot of things
in the brains and the veins of my strain
Makes it hard to refrain, from the host of cocaine
From them whores, from the flame
From a post in the game
Makes it hard to maintain focus
They're from the glock rounds, and lockdowns, and berries
The seeds that sow, get devoured by the same locusts
Cause it's a hard row to hoe
if your ass don't move, and the rain don't fall
And the ground just dry
But the roots are strong, so some survive
So you're surprised, now I'm bustin cries
You got more juice than Zeus
Slangin lightnin tryin to frighten
Plains dwellers, of the Serengeti
But get beheaded when you falsely dreaded
Melanin silicon and collagen injected
Dissectin my pride, fool I don't wanna get it started
We be the lionhearted, without a fantasy
It's like that red sprite, you can't imagine it
unless you lookin at the canvas of life
and not through the peephole of mortality
Single minded mentality
Gettin over on loopholes
Gettin paid two-fold on technicalities
Clickin your heels, scared to bust how you feel
Pack the steel
Pickin cotton from the killing fields with no toe
I don't we in Kansas no mo' though
Midwest or Dirty South
Clean dressed or dirty mouth
Whether robbin preachers or killin Poor Righteous Teachers
You a scared demon
Shouldn't be allowed to spread semen
And your cowardly lies never defyin the jackals who babble
Runnin with they pack, tail between your legs
Though the man on your head say the story
As you downplay your glory
Cacklin, helpin the shacklin of your brethern happen
Just by rappin..
LIBERTAD..

N-n-n-not too far but long ago
When life was straight up and cars would move slow
When you were cool if you were pigeon-toed
But things have changed (it ain't so simple)
Now life is a musical

I called Big Boi on the telephone
I said "hey hold up 'fore we put out another song"
Say no matter what goes down we stand strong
Cause ain't nothin changed (it's simple)
Now let's make a musical

Based on big infaction
No words like such grow in some action
And you got us well to a fraction
Cause things have changed (it's all hood)
The Kast go Hollywood

Don't let 'em don't let 'em
Don't let 'em don't let 'em
Change us change us
Change us change us
Don't let 'em don't let 'em
Don't let 'em don't let 'em
Change us change us
Change us change us
Don't let 'em don't let 'em
Don't let 'em don't let 'em
Change us change us
Change us change us
Don't let 'em don't let 'em
Don't let 'em don't let 'em
Don't let 'em don't let 'em
Don't let 'em don't let 'em

Don't (echoes)

Everybody needs a glass of water today
To chase the hate away
You know you've got company comin over
So you scrub extra-hard
And everybody needs somebody to love
Before its too late
Its too laaaaaaateee oh
Dont nobody wanna grow old alone!

Everybody needs someone to rub their shoulders
And scratch their dandruff
And everybody need to quit actin hard and shit
Before you get your ass whooped (I'll slap the fuck out ya!)
And everybody needs somebody to love
Before its too late
Its too late

Love-hater
Love-hater
Hater of love [repeat 2X]
Love-hater
Love-hater

[whispered]
Everybody needs someone to love [repeat 2X]

Let's kiss, not fight
Try to do whats right tonight
Make love, not war
What the hell are we living for? [repeat]

[Verse]
Tonight we'll make the prettiest song that no one will ever hear
No one will ever hear
No one will ever
These ain't the times to be alone cliche the end is near
Cliche the end is near
Cliche the end is
Quickly approaching while we carry on
No one is promised another day
Why can't the story end like fairytales often do
Before I let you leave I've got to say-ay-ay-ay

[Hook]

[Instrumental]

[Hook]

Man y'all play too much
Now now Percival, don't fret
We're here to help you *laughs*
I told you to bring good songs... what are you gonna do now?
Look at the keys... well... you gotta do something
Keep your eyes on the keys... here's looking at you kid *laughs*
Okay okay... well... make up somethin... yeah right
You won't make sense... I don't know lets try it
Here we go *clears throat*

[Chorus]
Makes no sense at all
Makes no sense at all
Makes no sense at all
Makes no sense at all

[Verse 1]
ABC, 123, Do-re-mi, out of key
(you got that right)
Out of touch, out of tune, butterknife, tea spoon
(now what was that)
Razz-a-matazz, Thing-a-majig, whatchamacallit, bullshit
So and so, such and such (bullshit!) pretty much
(I think I'm gonna throw up)

[Chorus]
Makes no sense at all
Makes no sense at all (blah blah blah blah)
Makes no sense at all (blah blah blah blah)
Makes no sense at all (blah blah)

[Verse 2]
1 and 1 makes 2, 2 and 2 makes 4, 4 and 4 makes 8 and 8 makes 16
16 and, 16 makes (32 Percival)
Ahh makes no sense at all
Who needs lyrics anyway (ummm... YOU!)

[Bridge]
How in the hell do we get ourselves in these situations?
How in the hell do we get ourselves in these situations?
How in the hell do we get ourselves in these situations?
How in the hell do we get ourselves in these situations?
How in the hell do we get ourselves in these situations?
How in the hell do we get ourselves in these situations?
How in the hell do we get ourselves in these situations?
How in the hell do we get ourselves in these situations?

(during bridge) (bridge continues throughout)
Hey! Hey little buddy where you going?
Come back man! We was just playin! Come on man!
See I pissed him off

{*bridge fades out to piano solo*}

(Masada)
Mahogany team queens up on the rise
Be careful, watch your back, blackbirds don't wear disguise
How we comin, comin hard.. camels too slow
Stick up kids do anything, hustlers keep loot to show (what?)
The game is hot you could never be a winner
Just begun a game so considered a beginner
Masada for real, this shorty here is here to say
Mahogany go platinum after after that we just parlay
I'm from the Bricks we get kicks, offa loud gun shot licks
Fuck stones and sticks, loudmouths get nicks
This life is plus I be the bill-be-board, Scarface want
italiano, I'm the real McCoy, nigga what?
Can't be a joke I've been through too many games
Niggaz laugh, but my expression wasn't hardly the same
Show me respect cause it's due, you keep the fear
cause I'll get over and believe I'll come back at you

Mamacita, papadonna (4X)

(Andre Benjamin)
Yo, now
You and your nigga shit shaky
And at the time your heart feel down and broke like Achy Breaky
Lump in your throat, feel like a trachea, oh dummy
The pain that's in your chest done made it's way
down to your tummy, you wide open, you start smokin wit ya girl
She nigga bashin sayin you don't need em in your world
Niggaz all dogs? If niggaz all dogs, then what you call broads?
Felines in heat, meowin for some yarn balls
Now you and hear done got to drankin
Oh now it's really crunk, cause y'all silly drink
and your girl done got to thinkin
She talkin bout, "Girl you look so beautiful"
You say thank you bein nice you try to change the subject
Want some beans and rice? But she's back at you like a pit
mixed with a chihuahua how much meaner can you get?
Don't let her have her way with you she's gonna have a fit
You're the candy apple of her eye and bout to get bit
here's what you do -- you
grab her by her neck, throw her on the wall
Say, "Bitch don't ever disrespect me never not at all"
These simple words can put a pause to half of the applause
Them black ball laws of balance at all cost

Mamacita, papadonna (4X)

(WitchDoctor)
Que pasa, que pasa? Check this out
Quiet nights like this, might twist one for the moda
on the balcony, I got a sofa
Nights like this is perfect, for this Spanish Fly
Can you come over, somethin, I wanna show ya
Told ya once we was gon' take a trip, touch you
with my lips where you like it, it's time, don't fight it
Piggy-back ride to the sofa, in the microwave
I got your favorite Stouffer's, lasagna, that's how much
I want ya, fuck flowers
The ceremony starts from the shower with the water
I got somebody's daughter in the Doctor headquarters, chillin
Prepare for this sex drillin, she said somethin in Spanish
Got me feelin mannish, me and you fin' ta vanish
real quick, feel this shit, got cheese, tryin to make cheese
to get you pregnant overseas
Maybe make sho' that's my seed
Quiet nights like this, bachelor like me is single
Talkin to you Miss Bilingual
Let's mingle in the crowd, watch them show, pop some Moet
Tryin to get you so wet, never been to Spain
Never been a lame, horny, ever since I been a tiny
Fuckin with niggaz with ageless bodies
Talkin to me, while I squeeze it bare
Let me talk to you while I run my fingers through your hair

Mamacita, papadonna (4X)

(Big Boi)
Friday night boi, breakin the old school out, boi we cruisin
Bout fo' niggaz and fo' hoes, it ain't gon be nobody losin
but they choosin
Better get in where you fit in cause it's crucial
I'm tryin to cut bout two of them girls
cause that just what I'm used to
I mean that, the first that look my way
just gon' get splack packed
To the front to the back there's Cognac
Got my throat, burnin like burlap
Everybody cheezin, knowin these hoes gon' cut like pleasers
These hookers they praisin my crew
like Reverend Hodo be praisin Jesus
The easiest was the meanest, but the skeezer was a beanie
she thought we was some motherfuckin genies
So I checked her, like the king I am, no disrespect intended
Told her, and her silly friends,
"Get out" before they got offended
To the Laquinta we went, layin them hoes down
on the freestyle tip, geyeah!

Mamacita, papadonna (8X)

Permecito, senorita, mamacita
Mira mira, what's your name? Maria
Same as mi tia, de Colombia
I don't, in Atlanta, Georgia
And you don't think I got nuttin for ya?
You must be crazy
I'm out here tryin to feed my baby
Lil Bre, can't you see? Sheeyit
Do it one more time, sheeyit

Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (Hell yeah)
YEAH!!
Mighty-I-de-I-de-I
Mighty-I-de-I-de-I
Ode ode ode oooo
Ode ode ode oooo
Mighty-I-de-I-de-I
Mighty-I-de-I-de-I
Ode ode ode oooooo
Mighty-I-de-I-de-I
Mighty-I-de-I-de-I
Ode ode ode oooo
Ode ode ode oooo
Mighty-I-de-I-de-I
Mighty-I-de-I-de-I
Ode ode ode oooooo
You ain't a hater? Can't tell
Either wish me well, go to hell or go to yale
Study human behavior so that you know who the hell
You dealin` with ain't nutty but the study goin` unvail
My relative in jail (Ha!) stay in engaged
TO whatever make money now he married to that cage
Divorce is not an option and prenumptual is void
Eat up what ever rapper but I'm tangled in my cord (hum)
Bored, kind of like a knight with the sword
Without dragon to battle so I'm running from a shadow
an immpossible feat and I repeat
an immpossible feat and I repeat
an immpossible feat and I repeat!
The damsel's in distress but they a mess
They only like my armor, and that I'm a performer
They read one magazine
and wanna think that they gon get warmer
They only getting colder hell, maybe I should throw
a double diamond party in the north pole
Invite all the writers and journalists
Even biters will tournament, to see who can be me
Better than me he's a permanent, smile on my face
Because you said you don't like my style
but that's ok just make sure you don't touch that dial
and we'll be cool, touch it and you's a fool
look, I'll get you hooked, ya'll crooks might even move
to Atlanta, Georgia, get a wife and daughter
start a new life, and all that wrong you do you make it right
but hell, all a dream, I wear the crown, I'm king
Respect this mandatory, end of the story
Go fly a kite, category ain't got none
You know I'm right
Mighty-I-de-I-de-I
Mighty-I-de-I-de-I
Ode ode ode oooo
Ode ode ode oooo
Mighty-I-de-I-de-I
Mighty-I-de-I-de-I
Ode ode ode oooooo
Mighty-I-de-I-de-I
Mighty-I-de-I-de-I
Ode ode ode oooo
Ode ode ode oooo
Mighty-I-de-I-de-I
Mighty-I-de-I-de-I
Ode ode ode oooooo
Congratulations I'm a play-er
I thought you were one too but now I hear you loud and clear
SUbliminal, criminal minded niggas so be aware
Black dog broke out the pits and told yo` ass it's bout to tear
Intimid for anyone filling out this application
And estimate is needed for your under estimation
I'm firing on the spot go back and check your calculation
Like a sniper in the bushes with that rifle I've been patiently
Waiting, now that's a virtue
Cause pussy nigga, I'll hurt you
Like the president's approval rating
by serving your ass with words fool
Slam yo` back to the curve bruh, like sanitation worker
Cause ya trash, I'm taking out the trash and all trash
Get mashed and compacted because it's no longer valid
Go head recyle, repackage and put it back in my cabinet
Boy thats germs, I'm fresh up out the store eery time
That nigga that b-i-g, go hard eery rhyme
Crowns all around I'm right after Martin Luther
No J R period senior cause bamboo is Antwone Junior
Dungeon Family and biologicals intact
Talk bad about the fam test diabolical attack
No gats or no raps, you get slapped about that
As a matter of fact, not fiction
Rumpelskiltsken you WACK
Decipher words just like the code of da vinci
Don't go against me, (Hey)
I want you to go out there
and kill them marks and come back; is you with me?
Mighty ighty ighty ighty ighty ighty O
The worse thing since Crack Cocaine distributing it to the poor
By the government, oh I meant, don't nobody know
Conspiracy theory, you be the judge, nobodys slow
Mighty-I-de-I-de-I
Mighty-I-de-I-de-I
Ode ode ode oooo
Ode ode ode oooo
Mighty-I-de-I-de-I
Mighty-I-de-I-de-I
Ode ode ode oooooo
Mighty-I-de-I-de-I
Mighty-I-de-I-de-I
Ode ode ode oooo
Ode ode ode oooo
Mighty-I-de-I-de-I
Mighty-I-de-I-de-I
Ode ode ode oooooo
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (Hell yeah)

Whether you like it or not
he's back
D A double D Y Fat sacks
Ridin the cadillac
Beating like some beat up
The game dun changed out
kast came to heat it up
Sharp as a tack like i just
left the church clean
mart as a tack when the
She were work mean
Ridin the cadillac
Beating like some beat up
The game dun chnaged out
kast came to heat it up
and everybody wanna know whats
really goin on
is you and 3000
still making songs
so on and so on
i no o on and o on
and on and on and on
Hell yes
Music makes the
world go round
where it goes
where it goes
just don't know
just don't know
heart is like a marching band
i'm a fan in the stands
yes i am and i'm
hollerin hey baby
sayin hey baby
So baby please don't leave me
Don't you go
don't you go
Baby no no no
baby no no no
my heart is like a
marching band
I'm a fan in the stands
Yes I am and I'm
hollerin' hey baby
Sayin' hey baby
Two dope boyz in the
Cadillac still
'Kast the crown on ya
Cadillac Seville
I'll make your wheels of
steel stand
still
Like your DJ got killed
The fire marsh
Fire marshall
Shut 'er down
time to go
OutKast royalty by
design of logo
Wanna count it out loud
93 94 95 96
Plus a dime
still that's fire
HOT like the perm on the
back of your neck
Left it in too long
Now ya got Cabbage Patch silky
Ridin' in the Cadillac
Beatin' like some beat it up
The game dun' changed Out
Kast came to heat it up
Bendin corners like a crowbar
oh so unique
Got the pedal to the floor
but the 4 door just creeps
Ridin' in the Cadillac
Beatin' like some beat it up
The game dun' changed Out
Kast came to heat it up
Exotic melodic melody jep
we got it
Funkin' for the funk
of it and everybody want it
ROOF You make it
make it put a dog on it
ROOF You make it
make it put a dog on it
Music makes the world go round
where it goes
where it goes
ya just don't know
ya just don't know
heart is like a
marching band
i'm a fan in the stands
yes i am and i'm
hollerin hey baby
sayin hey baby
So baby please don't leave me
Don't you go
don't you go
Baby no no no
baby no no no
heart is like a
marching band
I'm a fan in the stands
Yes I am and I'm
hollerin' hey baby
Sayin' hey baby
I'm tippin' my off to ya baby
cuz you're so fine
blow my mind
I put in the time
Everybody knows you can't
let a pretty one pass you by
Without sayin' h
I'm so gone over you
Yes it's true
Baby do whatcha you do
My nose is open so wide
Lookin' at you
such a pretty sight
My heart is on my sleeve
And this is how it
sounds to me
Music makes the world go round
where it goes
where it goes
ya just don't know
ya just don't know
heart is like a
marching band
i'm a fan in the stands
yes i am and i'm
hollerin hey baby
sayin hey baby
So baby please don't leave me
Don't you go
don't you go
Baby no no no
baby no no no
heart is like a
marching band
I'm a fan in the stands
Yes I am and I'm
hollerin' hey baby
Sayin' hey baby
Baby you and me
We make a musical masterpiece
I travel the land
Me and my band
We bringin' the church
back to your feet
So wait baby
Don't leave me baby
Say wait baby
Don't leave me baby
Baby you and me
We make a musical masterpiece
I travel the land
Me and my band
We bringin' the church
back to your feet
So wait baby
Don't leave me baby
Say wait baby
Don't leave me baby

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