Hoo Follow the from the skunk And the dank is crunk in the Dungeon It goes on and on and on, that Going out to the Jeeps and hoes in the Ah Suki, All day and day, any day, damn day I be about the good ol' days when I was a whippersnapper to try to get a kiss, but now it be them draws I'm after I'm just a pimp I used to sling a fat rock, but now I'm hemp I never even a gram of crack, but yo I'm dope Mo' doper than a or a Pooky cause it's on So each one, teach one, I be true To East Point and College Park and the I used to do Around ATL, home of the and the money makers Club niggas, Magic City and them players I said I was a gangsta but I will do ya So Hallelujah, One for the players at the crib, drinks And two is for the sound, Hoo that I make
Hoo Tight hallways, smoked out always(Hootie Hoo) Yeah, Hoo Big Boi on the left, Andre's on my like hallways, smoked out always (Hootie Hoo)
Now playing bitches is my favorite sport But no game when they be calling your name in the court Oh, it's Saturday night, I that makes it alright Got an obese twenty sack, fully packed, so tight That busting out the seams, yes sir, I'm set Oh, but let me tuck the 380 I jet off in the Lac with Big Gipp, you got a light (Hootie Hoo) Communication device dun off twice Should I answer the call, yes, I'm 'em all We met 'em up in the mall, Player's Ball Well, it's Player's Ball 2, so I guess I'll you on, and then your whole crew can fall through Now later on done got I takes a peek, now let me see, do we got here? Draws, falling down like niggas in a I got up in draws and I told her bye bye About two weeks later, she called me with some Talking 'bout her period late, guess I did No, it be me. Not me
Uh, well you know we getting blizzard cause we got chicken gizzard In the dungeon and scope but of you niggas can't cope with it So, Opie, hip hop, to the front, to the and it don't stop From the streets of ATL to the of College Park So god almighty no, Outkast for the 94 era You heard the player's call, we it to another level So 'lujah, Halle, let me get a swallow of that And you may go to
Set sail with a nigga ATL, Southwest that is It's that ses in your chest that is One mo' gen for my friend who take No from no bitch who is stank I ain't the sugar daddy nigga who will you of you to think that I would, but I will lay you Down like bo-los, you can throw those Head, til I'm dead, yes, it's now broke hoes Don't get me wrong to disrespect is not my But if you fall in this category, you'se a bitch