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Hoo
Follow the funk from the
And the dank is crunk in the Dungeon
It goes on and on and on, like
Going out to the Jeeps and in the 'llac
Ah Suki,
All day and day, any day, damn day
I be thinking about the 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 Southernplayalistic
I used to a fat rock, but now I'm serving hemp
I never even smoked a gram of crack, but yo I'm
Mo' than a junkie or a Pooky cause it's on
So one, teach one, I be claiming true
To East Point and College and the things I used to do
Around ATL, home of the and the money makers
niggas, Magic City and them Southern players
I never 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, Andre's on my
Tight hallways, smoked out always (Hootie Hoo)

Now playing these is my favorite sport
But ain't no game they be calling your name in the court
Oh, Saturday night, I guess that makes it alright
Got an obese twenty sack, fully packed, it's so
it's busting out the seams, yes sir, I'm set
Oh, but let me tuck the 380 I jet
Hops off in the Lac 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 Player's
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 takes a peek, now let me see, do we got here?
Draws, falling like niggas in a drive-by
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, what I did

No, it be me. Not me

Uh, well you know we getting blizzard we got that chicken gizzard
In the dungeon and scope but some of you niggas can't 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 no, it's Outkast for the 94 era
You heard the player's call, we taking it to another
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 Southern ses in chest that is
One mo' gen for my who don't take
No bullshit from no who is stank
I ain't the sugar daddy nigga who will you
Silly of you to think I would, but I will lay you
Down some bo-los, you can throw those
Head, til I'm dead, yes, now your broke hoes
Don't get me to disrespect is not my shit
But if you fall in category, then you'se a bitch