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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
vocals Locales done made it with them big boys up in this industry "OutKast, yeah, them niggas, they makin' big noise" Over a million sold to this day,
vocals Locales done made it with them big boys up in this industry "OutKast, yeah, them niggas, they makin' big noise" Over a million sold to this day,
slang shots Hit G spots by giving hoes back shots I'm a young country boy, long socks with flip flops But I pull up on your block in the 500 Benz drop
is like that green stuff Provided to you by sack man Pacman how in the fuck do you think we gon' do that, man? Ridin' round Old National
vocals Locales done made it with them big boys up in this industry "Outkast, yeah, them niggas, they makin' big noise" Over a million sold to this day,
around me (guilt-guilty by association) I heard you were snitches so Don't come around me (guilt-guilty by association) I heard you talkin lick Don't talk
I tried to break away from you From the spics and blacks and the gum you chew Where the posters are torn by the muggin' gangs By the faggy park
I never fit in I was a outcast In grade school out blasting my Outkast And I'll pass on running to catch a route pass Gimme a pen and a pad I'm tryna
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
That's my friend and my friend's named Bob Like the devil knows hell I know Bob well Well enough to tell you 'bout his '67 smells Well enough to tell
That's my friend and my friend's named Bob Like the devil knows hell I know Bob well Well enough to tell you 'bout his '67 smells Well enough to tell
my friend and my friend's name is Bob Like the devil knows hell, I know Bob that well Well enough to tell you 'bout his sixty-seven smells Well enough
for thirteen days And I came to get relief At Bob's Party Time. Pack my nose with cocaine Feed my filthy hole. Bust out the dancin' women
Tailgate Trombone Bob Words & Music by Erika Paul From the cd entitled, "Scat's My Bag" What's that big belled instrument? That sounds like
He spent 15 years Getting loaded for 15 years Till his liver exploded Now what's Bob gonna do Now that he cant drink? The Doctor said:
Yeah I got that thing tucked don't become a bystander Feel like Bob the Builder with my hammer That red light mean, I'm recording with my camera
coolin' Twist it up, puttin' on OutKast Hunnid, Texas heat, and yeah, we cruisin' But when I love you right, I love you right All by yourself But
people in a sea of distress Keep your more to receive your less Unimpressed by material excess Love is free, love me, say, "Hell yes" Low brow but I
people in a sea of distress Keep your more to receive your less Unimpressed by material excess Love is free, love me, say, "Hell yes" Low brow but I
where that brown bag? I'm a big boi, 3 stacks, Outkast For that bread I be in your house like I go deaf ears if it aint about no dough Porsche mind
inside Feel the breeze blow by, I'm getting' you high Bob Nesta said it best, everything will be all right Introspect, connect the sects and let this
York It's Outkast runnin' through y'all Allaljuah Oh y'all Who can rip like this Punchaneller, Punchaneller I guess It's DJ Clue Aquamini
on me Aye and I just keep the bandz on me god damn B.O.B. this a lifestyle we ain't playing fair Nelo G steady throwing bandz in fuckin air Aye aye and I
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