Hoo Follow the from the skunk And the that is crunk in the Dungeon It on and on and on, like that out to the Jeeps and hoes in the 'llac Ah Suki, All day and day, any day, every day I be thinking about the ol' days when I was a whippersnapper Used to try to get a kiss, but now it be them I'm after I'm just a pimp I to sling a fat rock, but now I'm serving hemp I never smoked a gram of crack, but yo I'm dope Mo' doper than a junkie or a Pooky it's on So each one, one, I be claiming true To East Point and College and the things I used to do Around ATL, of the pimps 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 at the crib, drinking drinks And two is for the sound, Hootie Hoo that I
Hoo Tight hallways, smoked out always(Hootie Hoo) Yeah, Hoo Big Boi on the left, on my right like hallways, smoked out always (Hootie Hoo)
Now these bitches is my favorite sport But ain't no game when they be calling your name in the Oh, it's Saturday night, I guess that makes it Got an obese sack, fully packed, it's 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 dun went off twice I answer the call, yes, I'm macking 'em all We met 'em up in the mall, recall Ball Well, it's Player's Ball 2, so I guess call you Later on, and then your crew can fall through Now on done got here 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 some bullshit Talking 'bout her period late, what I did No, it be me. Not me
Uh, well you know we getting blizzard cause we got chicken gizzard In the dungeon and but some of you niggas can't cope with it So, Opie, hip hop, to the front, to the back and it 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 from ATL, Southwest that is It's that ses in your chest that is One mo' gen for my who don't take No bullshit 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 some bo-los, you can throw those Head, til I'm dead, yes, it's now your hoes Don't get me wrong to disrespect is not my But if you fall in this category, then you'se a