Ova da Wudz

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Under-cover, over the hills and through the woods I go
Like green lights, a southern nigga that's comin fo' yo' throat 
But not no guillotine see, we be them southern playas
 Remember the football socks, aerobic Reeboks and Decaturs, now
You up to par and ready fo yo lesson 
I got an ounce of dank and a couple of drinks so let's crank up a session 
Like Tri-City high school, was pulling em in a broke down Rabbit 
I spit a couple of words and laying em down was just a habit 
Just like Smokey, choking off da pee-wee that we rolled up
 Talking about the clique will get you laid down hella swoled up
 Hootie hoo slapped ya boys across the cheek with Isotoners 
And went to tell yo momma and yo pop that you was a goner 
Tell em Big Boi did it, I swear that nigga be rhyming  Every lyric that he spit be turning charcoals into Diamonds and Pearls 
Girl when you giving up them draws, cause 
I got a couple of niggas down the hall
That wanna hit it too, I'm not the type to be acting selfish
Set it out and let it out and I'll be right back just like Elvis  Cause the postman rings twice 
Hey Mr. Postman 

Power, power, I come gimme some
The deadly voice over drums, we from, ATL 
Put tha SWATS SWATS on yo' car
Let's travel far, tha southern star shines 
Power, power, I come gimme some
The deadly voice over drums, we from, ATL 
Put tha SWATS SWATS on yo' car
Let's travel far, tha southern star shines 

 Everybody wanna get signed, but (here to tell you)
 Record companies act like pimps  Getting paid off what we made when we the ones that's fly like blimps 
But ain't no Goodyear, I tell it like it is so I'm like look here
Just willing to get what I deserve my kids to have a mother 
And a little house, with a dog in the backyard goin "woof-woof"
Who knows what I must face soon's I leave this recording booth
Poof, back in the real world where birds fly
From Miami by way of Cuba to whoever wants to get that high
There's clouds of clowns, seas of G's
Pro-jects, packed with playas meditating on their knees
Just to make them ends meet, like ground beef, you won't believe 
The shit that niggas attempt cause they got other mouths to feed
 Besides they own

Power, power, I come gimme some
The deadly voice over drums, we from, ATL 
Put tha SWATS SWATS on yo' car
Let's travel far, tha southern star shines 
Power, power, I come gimme some
The deadly voice over drums, we from, ATL 
Put tha SWATS SWATS on yo' car
Let's travel far, tha southern star shines 

It's some hoes in this house, damn right 
I'm thinking about the way you skull me, girls be
 Sucking me dry like deserts Mojave, Gotti, hotties and honeydips  Liking the way you do me, screw me it make my money flip
 Shaking that ass for daddy putting this gas off in my Cadi-llac
Back, don't ever snap, packing the gats and pimping whores
Hors D'oeUvres, swerve, hit the curb because I'm reckless 
Back in the days when I was broke I'd snatch your fucking necklace
You ol' pussy-ass nigga yeah

Written by: ANDRE BENJAMIN, ANTWAN PATTON, ERIN JOHNSON

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