Lyrics:
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
really wit it
Cause they takin' shots at the party while the party gettin' shot up
Shots at the party while the party gettin' shot up
Shots at the party
be at
We live in brooklyn
Type slick, keep it movin when it's after dark
We live in brooklyn
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
No lies, do or die in the land
that oil
He was just steppin' out to the little party
End of the night ended up with a body
Big booty bitch way bigger than Mizhani
While he heat kool
dollars
Movin these dollars
Ever since I can remember I Done stuck by my partners
Stuck by my partners
Stuck by my partners
Ever since I was a youngin I
What time is it?
Hangin' by the backstage door, decked out like a queen
Your body's sayin' 21, but your face says 17
My intuition tells me, that
Lui$ too thrill (R.S.)
Money sign ting'
Aye, baby girl, you be lookin' so fine
Say she finna party till the sun gon' rise
Say she hella bad, I could
(Welcome to Sky Pager)
Beepers
Beepers
Beepers
Beepers
(Welcome to Sky Pager)
Beepers
(Press the pound key after each entry)
I'm
And flyest motherfuckin' lookin’ corpse
On your front porch
I just give 'em bars
And keep they head bangin' like the day after
Do it all again like the Edge
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
drink gone social
yapping bout myself to a shrink
after party crowd wit a mink they like no sir
PETA protest and they signs are like no fur
cola
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
be surprised by your findings
Get a clue and youtube September Clues
And Judy wood Irrefutable too
The planes look like cartoons
And they played some
Baby by tonight
We gonna skip that after party
Girl just drink and let's get naughty
Let the E control yo body
Baby by tonight
Baby By Tonight
By
as we slide past, you know what it is
Got a hundred on the dash, as we speeding down the strip
This the story of the OutKast, stackin' up my chips
In
on a weekend
We go come by with my friends
Are you down for chilling chilling
Tell shadé we go jam for Verlaine
Shey you go come with Laidé
Party after party
out the party (Jesus)
That woman rode with me like a Harley (Lord)
Visions of my cousin in a cell really scarred me
Movin' to the hood was like
out the party (Jesus)
That woman rode with me like a Harley (Lord)
Visions of my cousin in a cell really scarred me
Movin' to the hood was like
& the brain
So distracted by
These hoes & money man
I lost sight of the one
Who gave me purple rain
Now I'm back a outkast
While she floats away
We could be
Blink 41, I know Stacy and Her Mom
Outkast outlasts both coasts, and this Rage upped the game Against both teams
But, in school, we were told to follow
at the top
(Top) , party at my spot (Spot)
Rottweilers out
(Ah) , gotta secure the lot (Lot)
Fake niggas out
(Bah) , bring the burners out (Bah)
And it's word
you not gonna show face after that stunt
At rap's only awards and you ain't show up
You scared and you butt, you are now being crushed
By these black
episode, I'll let you know for free
The joint is It's Tricky by Run-DMC
If you a hater, stop runnin' your mouth
LL Cool J's mama said knock you out, peace
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