One for the money, yes sir, two for the A of years ago on Headland and Delowe Was the start of something Where me and my nigga rode the Marta, through the 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 headed to Writing rhymes, tryna our spot off in that light Light off in spot, knowing that we could rock Doing the hole in the wall clubs, this shit here must stop, "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 Ball to Putting the South up on the map was Little Rock to banging Niggas say mothafuck playing, they paying, we staying laying vocals done made it with them big boys up in this industry "OutKast, yeah, them niggas, making big noise" Over a million sold to day, niggas they take it lightly '96 gon' be that year that all y'all playa haters can bite me, I'm out bitch
Me and you Your momma and your too Rolling down the on Vogues Coming up, slamming doors Me and you momma and your cousin too Rolling down the on Vogues Coming up, slamming doors
Back in the day, when I was younger, Looking to fill me belly that Rally's bullshit Pull shit off, it was supposed to be pulled as a tick, I was stoned like them white boys Smoking them white girls, before them blunts, got crunk, asses Passes getting thrown like Hail Mary's, and they looking like Halle So so fine, intertwined, but we ain't sipping We's chilling, I'm the rabid villain, and I'm so high Smoking freely, me, Lil B, Reek, and Shug And my little brother James, thangs in the hood Where I live at, them rats know, "Momma I want to But I want to trick, and momma I'm sucking dick now" We moving on up in the world elevators Me and the crew, we pimps '82, me and you like Tony Toni Tone (Like this, East and we gone)
Me and you Your and your cousin too down the strip on Vogues Coming up, slamming Cadillac Me and you momma and your cousin too Rolling down the on Vogues up, slamming Cadillac doors
Got stopped at the mall the day, heard a call from the other way That I just came from, some nigga was something, talking 'bout Smoke "Hey man, you remember me from school?" "No not really" But he kept smiling a clown, facial expression looking silly And he kept me, "What kinda car you drive? I know you paid I know y'all got beaucoup of hoes from all them songs y'all done made" And I replied that I had going through 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 by the beat, like you live check-to-check If you move your feet then 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 on Vogues Coming up, slamming doors Me and you Your momma and cousin too Rolling the strip on Vogues up, slamming Cadillac doors