One for the money, yes sir, two for the A couple of years ago on Headland and Was the start of something Where me and my nigga rode the Marta, the hood tryna find that hook up, now everyday we looked up at the ceiling Watching fans go 'round, tryna catch that feeling Off instrumentals, had my and plus my paper We caught the 86 Lithonia headed to rhymes, tryna find our spot off in that light Light off in spot, knowing that we could rock Doing the hole in the wall clubs, this here must stop, like "Freeze!" We the crowd move, but we not making no G's, and that's a no-no
Check it, a one-two, a dope niggas in the Cadillac They call us, went from Ball to ballers Putting the South up on the map was like Rock to banging Niggas say mothafuck that playing, they paying, we laying vocals done made it with them big boys up in this industry "OutKast, yeah, niggas, they making big noise" Over a million sold to this day, they take it lightly '96 gon' be that year that all y'all haters can bite me, I'm out this bitch
Me and you Your and your cousin too Rolling down the strip on Coming up, slamming Cadillac Me and you Your momma and your too Rolling down the strip on Coming up, Cadillac doors
Back in the day, I was younger, hunger Looking to me belly with that Rally's bullshit Pull shit off, like it was to be pulled Full as a tick, I was stoned them white boys Smoking white girls, before them blunts, got crunk, chunky asses Passes getting thrown like Hail Mary's, and they looking Halle Berry's So so fine, intertwined, but we ain't wine just chilling, I'm the rabid villain, and I'm so high Smoking freely, me, Lil B, Reek, Mone and And my brother James, thangs changed in the hood Where I live at, them know, "Momma I want to sing But momma I to trick, and momma I'm sucking dick now" We moving on up in the like elevators Me and the crew, we pimps like '82, me and you like Tony Tone (Like this, East and we gone)
Me and you Your momma and your too Rolling down the strip on up, slamming Cadillac doors Me and you Your momma and your too down the strip on Vogues Coming up, Cadillac doors
Got stopped at the the other day, heard a call from the other way That I just from, some nigga was saying something, talking 'bout something "Hey man, you remember me from school?" "No not really" But he kept smiling like a clown, facial expression looking And he kept asking me, "What car you drive? I know you paid I know y'all got beaucoup of hoes all them songs that y'all done made" And I replied that I had been going the same things that he had True, I've got more than the average man, but not enough loot to last me To the end of the week, I live by the beat, like you live If you don't move your feet I don't eat, so we like neck-to-neck Yes, we come a long way like them slim-ass cigarettes From Virginia, ain't gon' stop, so we just gon' continue
Me and you Your and your cousin too Rolling down the on Vogues Coming up, slamming Cadillac Me and you Your and your cousin too Rolling down the strip on Coming up, slamming doors