One for the money, yes sir, two for the A couple of years ago on Headland and Was the start of good Where me and my nigga the Marta, through the hood Just tryna find that hook up, now we looked up at the ceiling ceiling fans go 'round, tryna catch that feeling Off instrumentals, had my pencil and plus my We caught the 86 Lithonia headed to Writing rhymes, find our spot off in that light Light off in that spot, that we could rock Doing the 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 us, went from Player's Ball to ballers Putting the up on the map was like Little Rock to banging Niggas say mothafuck that playing, paying, we staying laying vocals Locales made it with them big boys up in this industry "OutKast, yeah, them niggas, making big noise" Over a million to this day, niggas they take it lightly '96 gon' be that year that all y'all playa haters can me, I'm out this bitch
Me and you Your momma and your too Rolling the strip on Vogues up, slamming Cadillac doors Me and you Your and your cousin too down the strip on Vogues Coming up, slamming doors
Back in the day, when I was younger, Looking to me belly with that Rally's bullshit Pull shit off, like it was supposed to be Full as a tick, I was stoned them white boys Smoking them white girls, before them blunts, got crunk, asses Passes getting thrown like Hail Mary's, and they like Halle Berry's So so fine, intertwined, but we ain't sipping just chilling, I'm the rabid villain, and I'm so high Smoking freely, me, Lil B, Reek, Mone and And my little brother James, thangs in the hood Where I at, them rats know, "Momma I want to sing But momma I want to trick, and momma I'm dick now" We moving on up in the world like Me and the crew, we pimps like '82, me and you Tony Toni Tone (Like this, East and we gone)
Me and you momma and your cousin too Rolling the strip on Vogues up, slamming Cadillac doors Me and you Your momma and your 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 something "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 know y'all got beaucoup of hoes from all songs that y'all done made" And I that I had been going through the same things that he had True, got more fans than the average man, but not enough loot to last me To the end of the week, I live by the beat, you live check-to-check If you don't your feet then I don't eat, so we like neck-to-neck Yes, we come a long way like them slim-ass cigarettes From Virginia, this gon' stop, so we just gon' continue
Me and you Your and your cousin too down the strip on Vogues Coming up, Cadillac doors Me and you Your and your cousin too Rolling down the strip on up, slamming Cadillac doors