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