Hoo Follow the funk the skunk And the dank that is in the Dungeon It goes on and on and on, 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 good ol' days when I was a Used to try to get a kiss, but now it be them I'm after I'm a Southernplayalistic pimp I to sling a fat rock, but now I'm serving hemp I never even a gram of crack, but yo I'm dope Mo' doper than a junkie or a Pooky cause on So each one, teach one, I be true To East Point and Park and the things I used to do Around ATL, home of the and the money makers Club niggas, Magic City and them Southern I never said I was a but I will do ya So Hallelujah, One for the players at the crib, drinking 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, on my right like hallways, smoked out always (Hootie Hoo)
Now playing these bitches is my sport But ain't no when they be calling your name in the court Oh, it's night, I guess that makes it alright Got an obese twenty sack, packed, it's so tight That busting out the seams, yes sir, I'm set Oh, but let me the 380 before I jet Hops off in the Lac with Big Gipp, you got a (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 Ball 2, so I guess I'll call you on, and then your whole crew can fall through Now later on done got I a peek, now let me see, what do we got here? Draws, falling down like niggas in a I got up in them draws and I her bye bye About two weeks later, she me with some bullshit Talking 'bout her period late, guess I did No, it be me. Not me
Uh, well you know we getting blizzard cause we got that chicken In the dungeon and but some of you niggas can't cope with it So, Opie, hip hop, to the front, to the and it don't stop From the of ATL to the slums 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 with a nigga from ATL, Southwest that is It's that Southern ses in chest that is One mo' gen for my friend who don't No bullshit from no bitch who is I ain't the sugar daddy nigga who make 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 your hoes Don't get me wrong to disrespect is not my But if you fall in this category, you'se a bitch