(Verse 1) Raised in the middle of the land full of bar-b-que stands and the brothers throw Everybody grittin gettin Kansas City were the pretty make you say DWAM! Kicks it like a donkey cause we women want me cause I came up This is the homies trip and say what Yo we from the "Show-Me" get my money, up Got on my 501's and my gritter I fit her proper, if she I'm in her choppers Lettin her this ninna dinner cost her And I'm squash her So animal like someone better get her This boy is born and in KC, M.I.Z.Z.O.U. But once in a I hit the L.K. (Lawrence, KS) for ladies Cause they be, in KU Then back to Kansas City were it's Gates all on plate We think about it and we crave it we vacate I represent the MO and all the way to Call me Tech but teachers and students call me A. Yates
(Hook) I'm hella fine like the food at Ollie Strawberry, bean, mixed plate So just bounce, rock, skate Can't wait O.G. Gates O.G. Ollie Gates O.G. Ollie Gates O.G. Gates O.G.
(Verse 2) This is City We be scoutin young things yo we got her soused and Like dun deal I'm a pop her and Get her hot and ready listenin to Troutman Rest in peace baby, this beats crazy Teach babys we used to listen to atleast 80 We Kansas steppin No we reppin 56 and 57 We know that if he jeffin then he's KCK's got the chicken wings This will traffic when the people really want the crispy things So you better be listenin the don is sniffin green This is the mission get ya when you hittin nicotine They got your man and you know that they ain't Somethin delicious yea you know the tray say That's the place were they come and if the pay late But I great cause everyones bangin the A. Yates
(Hook) I'm hella fine the food at Ollie Gate's Strawberry, baked bean, plate So just bounce, rock, skate Can't wait O.G. Gates O.G. Like Gates O.G. Like Gates O.G. Gates O.G.
(Verse 3) North-side is you, EY where is you, EY East-side is you, EY West-side it do, EY.. Tech N9ne Ain't nobody's sauce this Ain't no other bar-b-que like this The might cost quite a bit Ya we do it but the fire brought like this O.G. me go see If the other Q is G.O.O.D. But he knew that I would out slowly Just like my KC bar-b-que they cannot hold me, A.
(Hook) I'm fine like the food at Ollie Gate's Strawberry, baked bean, plate So everybody just bounce, rock, Can't Now say Lalalalalalalalalala, Now say Lalalalalalalalalala,