Well its the m i crooked letter coming the south Rollin straight hammers and in that old southern slouch Please, nothin but inscence in my atmosphere I'm bendin corners in my lac boi, cause how we be rollin here Deep, the slang is in effect because its Kickin they khakis and, packin yo cause you sposed to cousin Catfish and grits is how my flow Rollin in that caddy but them 50 bottles got to go See and gin used to be my friend, from the begin And now i'm just a player sippin sauce, now and then To a buzz like a bumble bee Niggas who tried to with me Get like raid cause it ain't nothin see
My heat is in the trunk along with that knock No my heart pump no koolaid And you'll get you yo block the one and only Outkast Many a nigga fast and How you you last-in Quickly, they ain't get me Got somethin The devil up in yo grill and you still even know'em Show'em, the ok Like collard greens and whole I got soul, that's somethin that you got why yo style is ro-ten, Stop in the of ATL Where nothin but pimps, fully to make a sale, swell Rolling got my pocket fitness light Rocket smoke to stop me but they know that its that
Its that funky music Now Players if you it You better sure you don't abuse it We gonna get cha high,
to drop these bows, like dusty rhodes Then I ho We knockin em off they feet like a hustler supposed To do , I's in the house, house A joint is lit fo my kin And all the niggas that was down, since we been Takin'em deeper than a So scream when you hear the of two My groove be thick as two fat sittin off in a room I'm packin my tag if you want to be actin wrong Word is bond like glue Its funky like scoop And word I say you can true
Well okey kastout I swear to God I got the highest boomin The expialalistic de ville Can you handle you rat I take my time cruisin the city malls And under my seat for you suckers its final curtain call The one two to the p-you-m-p. You want to do a jack I the barrel till this hippi get me See i get friendly in where i fit Organized is on the track with the southernplayalistic So copy my and bite my shit But try heckelin me Cause sleepin you'll get served some southern hospitality
Its southerplayalisticcaddilac funky music Now Players if you it You better sure you don't abuse it We gonna get cha high,
Well southernplayalisticadillac music has laid I may wait for all the be rolling like that hoes So back up off get up on it if you want it Looking for and snitches was my thing on player's ball yup So now I step, rather walk with the Lit by, my niggaz are at point With that park hemp smoke style Is how I to end it on this track so I pass it to my partner And step up in my Cadillac
Step into my shoes, you sittin on truths And those for the hoes when we rollin through Atlanta skies be The sun is beamin it i glisten, rather gleaming 20/20 got me to the side the pride, now ain't that somethin I'm dippin into your This ain't braile, but i'm Thumpin out the Dungeon if missed it Big Gimp, MOb, PA, Outkast
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