Well its the m i crooked letter coming around the Rollin straight hammers and vogues in old southern slouch Please, nothin but inscence in my atmosphere I'm corners in my lac boi, cause that's how we be rollin here Deep, the slang is in effect because its Kickin they khakis and, yo pieces cause you sposed to cousin Catfish and grits is how my flow Rollin steady in that caddy but them 50 got to go See Juice and gin used to be my friend, from the And now i'm just a sippin sauce, every now and then To catch a buzz like a bee Niggas who tried to fuck me Get sprayed like cause it ain't nothin see
My heat is in the trunk along with that knock No my heart don't pump no And get you spray Hooray yo the one and only Outkast a nigga fallin fast and How you you last-in Quickly, ain't gone get me Got somethin The up in yo grill and you still don't even know'em Show'em, the ok Like collard and whole eggs I got soul, that's that you ain't got That's why yo is ro-ten, in the land of ATL Where nothin but pimps, equipped Quick to make a sale, Rolling got my pocket fitness light Rocket smoke to stop me but they know that its that
Its that southerplayalisticcaddilac funky Now Players if you it You better make you don't abuse it We gonna get cha high,
to drop these bows, like dusty rhodes Then I ho We knockin em off feet like a southern hustler supposed To do , I's in the house, house A is lit fo my kin folks And all the that was down, since we been broke deeper than a submarine So when you hear the team of two My groove be thick as two fat hoes off in a room I'm packin my tag backwards if you want to be actin Word is bond like glue Its like poopa scoop And every I say you can true
Well dokey kastout I swear to God I got the boomin cadillac The expialalistic coupe de Can you handle you rat I my time cruisin round the city malls And under my seat for you suckers its your final call The one two to the p-you-m-p. You want to do a jack I heat the till this hippi get me See i get friendly in where i fit is on the track with the southernplayalistic shit So my slang and bite my shit But don't try me sleepin you'll get served with some southern hospitality
Its that southerplayalisticcaddilac music Now if you choose it You better make you don't abuse it We get cha high, high
Well music has been laid I may wait for all the be rolling that today hoes So back up off get up on it if you want it for hoes and snitches was my thing on player's ball yup So now I step, rather with the pimp Lit by, my niggaz are at point that college park hemp smoke style Is how I want to end it on this track so I pass it to my And step back up in my
Step my shoes, you crews sittin on truths And those for the hoes only we rollin through Atlanta be blue The sun is beamin it That i glisten, gleaming got me leaning to the side Feel the pride, now that somethin I'm into your hood This ain't braile, but i'm Thumpin out the Dungeon if ya'll it Big Gimp, Goodie MOb, PA,
Its southerplayalisticcaddilac funky music Now if you choose it You better make sure you abuse it We get cha high, high Its southerplayalisticcaddilac funky music Now if you choose it You better sure you don't abuse it We get cha high, high Its that southerplayalisticcaddilac music Now if you choose it You better make sure you don't it We get cha high, high