Lyrics:
Hey hey hey hey
Bitch don't touch my shit man
Turn me down a lil bit man
The Fuck goin on
She changed her life man
Big chop man aim it at ya face man
there was thi' group
A group called Ou'Ka' (OutKast) yeah
There were two of 'em
One was named Big Boi and one
Was named Andre 3000, 300, or sum' 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 on eighteens without no
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 on eighteens without no
hot brain
I'm telling ya, I'm hot man
From here to Scott Lane
You know the day I drop, man
Shawty, I'm not playing
Now hold up, st-stop dammit
nigga.
[Verse 1]
Might see T.I.P in one of them drop things
Way down the block, man
Swervin in and out of lanes, gettin some hot brain
I'm tellin ya, I'm
Hey ya
Hey ya
Can we pretend
That this is the end
Hey ya
Hey ya
I'm still falling for ya
Until the end
Hey ya
Hey ya
Looking at you
I feel
to get ya
Hey mama, hey mama, hey mama hey
Hey mamacita
Hey mama, Hey mama hey
Got me singin like
Hey mama, hey mama, hey mama hey
Hey mamacita
Sway by my,
Hey
What ya doing it's not the way it's supposed to go
But one look at you and I wanna throw my clothes on the floor
Boy I need dedication, so let me
this club (Hey)
Ya got some friends rollin wit'cha
Baby then that's cool
You can leave 'em with my niggas
Let 'em know that I got'chu
If you didn't know
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,
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
on the sheet to remind ya
No cap like a visor
I add up the money
Don't at my suppliers
Bitch smell the roses
OutKast I'm dope Spottieottie
Flow cuz I'm grown by
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
Dungeon Family, all day long baby
We finna break it off with some fresh new shit (ya, ya, ya)
This rap game lovely
Konkrete play a part 'cause the Feds
everything around me
Chasing that paper
Get ya weight up (Huh)
Maybe that's the reason she's around me
She's after my paper
But I ain't gon save her
Hey hey
Ooh, hey yeah
Do you know how to leave, do you want to ride...ride
Ya see, it started off in St. Paul from the street of Old Nash
And it feels
time
(Stand up and cheer, hey hey)
Stand up and cheer, hey hey
(Stand up and cheer, hey hey)
Those of you at home
Sitting by your television set
Grab
put me in check, verified account
I used to be a slave, but now ya boi is saved
Don't let me be alone, tho I deserve the grave
And these broken pieces
from Texas baby
Tell these rappers they don't know me
They say they shooters and they really do this
But blowing smoke by the oz
Can't em serious they so
Yea wow we done shut down the whole scene
Outkast so fresh nigga so clean
Aye, we dont want no problems in this muhfucka
Whats a goon to a goblin
, don't forget shawty, ya, ya, remember this shawty)
Please keep me in your mind if we ever have to part
(Hey, hey, hey, so don't forget shawty)
Don't
I don't want the wave ya
I be On the shore more comftable witchya bae ya
I am just an OutKast that you can only say ya
Just because I rap these
[Lil' Kim]
Where's all my soul sistas
Lemme hear ya'll flow sistas
Hey sista, go sista, soul sista, flow sista
Hey sista, go sista, soul sista, go
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