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 Just find that hook up, now everyday we looked up at the ceiling Watching ceiling fans go 'round, tryna that feeling Off instrumentals, had my pencil and plus my We caught the 86 Lithonia headed to Writing rhymes, tryna find our off in that light Light off in that spot, knowing that we could Doing the hole in the wall clubs, this shit must stop, like "Freeze!" We making the 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 Player's Ball to the South up on the map was like Little Rock to banging Niggas say mothafuck that playing, they paying, we staying vocals Locales done it with them big boys up in this industry "OutKast, yeah, niggas, they making big noise" Over a sold 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 momma and your cousin too Rolling down the on Vogues Coming up, slamming Cadillac Me and you Your momma and your too down the strip on Vogues Coming up, slamming Cadillac
Back in the day, when I was younger, Looking to fill me belly with that Rally's shit off, like it was supposed to be pulled Full as a tick, I was stoned them white boys Smoking them white girls, before blunts, got crunk, chunky asses Passes getting thrown like Mary's, and they looking like 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 on up in the world like elevators Me and the crew, we pimps like '82, me and you like Toni Tone (Like this, East and we gone)
Me and you Your and your cousin too Rolling down the on Vogues Coming up, slamming Cadillac Me and you Your momma and your too Rolling down the on Vogues Coming up, Cadillac doors
Got at the mall the other day, heard a call from the other way I just came from, some nigga was saying something, talking 'bout Smoke "Hey man, you remember me from school?" "No not really" But he smiling like a clown, facial expression looking silly And he kept asking me, "What kinda car you drive? I know you I know 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 average man, but not 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 then I don't eat, so we like neck-to-neck Yes, we done come a long way like them slim-ass Virginia, this ain't gon' stop, so we just gon' continue
Me and you Your momma and cousin too Rolling the strip on Vogues Coming up, slamming Cadillac Me and you Your momma and cousin too Rolling the strip on Vogues Coming up, Cadillac doors