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 the Marta, through the hood Just find that hook up, now everyday we looked up at the ceiling Watching fans go 'round, tryna catch that feeling Off instrumentals, had my pencil and plus my We caught the 86 headed to Decatur rhymes, tryna find our spot off in that light Light off in spot, knowing that we could rock the hole in the wall clubs, this shit here must stop, like "Freeze!" We making the crowd move, but we not making no G's, and that's a
Check it, a one-two, a one-two niggas 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 mothafuck 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 day, niggas they take it lightly '96 gon' be that year that all y'all playa can bite me, I'm out this bitch
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in the day, when 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 like white boys Smoking them white girls, before blunts, got crunk, chunky asses Passes getting thrown like Hail Mary's, and they like Halle Berry's So so fine, intertwined, but we ain't sipping We's just chilling, I'm the 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 live at, them rats know, "Momma I want to But momma I want to trick, and I'm sucking dick now" We on up in the world like elevators Me and the crew, we pimps like '82, me and you like Tony Tone (Like this, Point and we gone)
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Got stopped at the mall the day, heard a call from the other way That I came from, some nigga was saying something, talking 'bout something "Hey man, you remember me from school?" "No not really" But he kept smiling a clown, facial expression looking silly And he kept asking me, "What car you drive? I know you paid I know y'all got beaucoup of hoes from all 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 fans 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 done come a long way like them cigarettes From Virginia, this ain't stop, so we just gon' continue
Me and you momma and your cousin too Rolling down the strip on Coming up, slamming doors Me and you momma and your cousin too Rolling down the on Vogues Coming up, Cadillac doors