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some gangsta shit
Outkast, Goodie Mob and the Dungeon clique
Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit
Dirty South nigga we straight gangsta
One more time for y'all, y-y-yeah, huh
If you didn't know you know now, OutKast, Stankonia
We shittin' on ery'body talkin' that bullshit

Now Peter
hey baby

I'm tipping my hat off to ya baby
'cause you're so fine,blow my mind
I put in the time
Everybody knows you can't let the pretty one past ya by
cheese 
On a count of three 
Ya got a mindful of decavities 
Hey! 

Chew your words, lest you choke 
You better watch your mouth 
Wash it out with
inside

Hey ya, hey ya
You're the only one I want
Hey ya, hey ya

And I would drown to save you
From the sinking thoughts you feel
And I'll love
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
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
OutKast and it don't stop

Touched by the wheelz of steel
Now show me how you feel
Touched by the wheelz of steel
Now show me how you feel
matches just to watch em burn

Listening to our music just a little too loud
We were hangin' in there with the outkast crowd
Headin' to the rapids with
[ Keith Murray ]
Yo, hey yo, I step out the shell like a black pearl
But come to destroy you of all worlds
I eat you inside out like stress
The best,
By our bling bling ring ring and I can't debate it

Low riders hittin' on switches
As we pass by ya in sun fire, c'mon
What y'all need to do is throw
stay down
O-u-t-k-a-s-t (oh yeah) just know that we won't play round
If feet don't stank like they stank then they can't swallow that down
Your
Piece by piece, this puzzle comes together
Sever your ties with the bad guys, let the lies go
If you wanna be a hoe, go 'head and don't be scared
Country fried, baptized in gravy
I can't wash off what the good Lord made ya
No matter how far that highway goes
An old dirt road'll get you home
Hey! Hey! Hey! 

Can't you see I want you by the way I push you away, Ya! 
Don't judge me tomorrow by the way I'm acting today 
Mix the words up with
constricted, on my soul that they call

[Chorus]
Touched by the wheelz of steel...
Now show me how you feel...
Touched by the wheelz of steel...
Now show
When the money goes will the honeys stay
When the gray skies replace the sunny days
Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey
When the money goes will
Haum bamba ya hum bamba he ya hum bamba ya hey
Haum bamba ya hum bamba he ya hum bamba ya hey
Haum bamba ya hum bamba he ya hum bamba ya hey
Haum
that sprayed, cut ya wife and played her 

The player the B.I.G, B.O.I, dope boy rhyme maker, 

Beats by the layers, of music right here to please
to Outkast, Goodie Mob, yeah
Backbone, where you at brother?
Hey, alright
It's been easy now, yeah
Can't nobody stop me now?
No, sir, yeah, I'm gone, y'all
Oh,
We peel out sideways (get rich to this)
We do a hundred on the highways (get rich to this)
Thank God for Friday's (get rich to this)
Hey hey hey
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
hey, hey Mr. President
You're such a gentlemen
It's such an honor to meet ya
Hey, hey Mr. President
I'll be ya Marilyn
And baby I'll never leave ya
Today (we not looking back no more)
Today (yeah)
(let, let, let, let's go)

Hey hey hey hey
(Louder ya'll)
Hey hey hey hey
(Just a little bit
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Hey Now

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