Well its the m i crooked coming around the south Rollin straight hammers and in that old southern slouch Please, ain't but inscence in my atmosphere I'm bendin corners in my lac boi, cause that's how we be rollin Deep, the is in effect because its Georgia they khakis and, packin yo pieces 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 sippin sauce, every now and then To catch a buzz a bumble bee Niggas who to fuck with me Get sprayed like cause it ain't nothin see
My heat is in the trunk with that quad knock No my heart pump no koolaid And get you spray Hooray yo block the one and Outkast Many a fallin fast and How you think you Quickly, ain't gone get me Got fo'em The devil up in yo and you still don't even know'em Show'em, the ok Like collard greens and whole I got soul, that's somethin that you got That's why yo is ro-ten, in the land of ATL Where but pimps, fully equipped Quick to a sale, swell Rolling got my pocket boomin light Rocket smoke to stop me but they know that its that
Its that funky music Now Players if you it You better make sure you don't it We gonna get cha high,
Time to drop bows, like dusty rhodes Then I ho We knockin em off they feet like a southern hustler To do , I's in the house, like A is lit fo my kin folks And all the niggas that was down, since we broke deeper than a submarine So scream when you the team of two My groove be thick as two fat sittin off in a room I'm packin my tag backwards if you want to be actin Word is bond like glue Its funky like poopa And every word I say you can
Well okey kastout I swear to God I got the highest cadillac The expialalistic de ville Can you handle you rat I take my time cruisin the city malls And my seat for you suckers its your final curtain call The one two to the p-you-m-p. You want to do a jack I heat the barrel this hippi get me See i get gettin in where i fit Organized is on the track the southernplayalistic shit So copy my and bite my shit But try heckelin me Cause sleepin you'll get served with some hospitality
Its southerplayalisticcaddilac funky music Now Players if you it You better make sure you don't it We get cha high, high
southernplayalisticadillac music has been laid I may wait for all the be like that today hoes So back up off get up on it if you it cha'll for hoes and snitches was my thing on player's ball yup So now I step, rather walk the pimp Lit by, my niggaz are at point With college park hemp smoke style Is how I want to end it on this track so I it to my partner And step up in my Cadillac
into my shoes, you crews sittin on truths And those for the only when we rollin through Atlanta skies be The sun is beamin it That i glisten, gleaming got me leaning to the side Feel the pride, now ain't that I'm dippin into your ain't braile, but i'm bumpin Thumpin out the Dungeon if ya'll it Big Gimp, MOb, PA, Outkast
Its southerplayalisticcaddilac funky music Now if you choose it You make sure you don't abuse it We gonna get cha high, Its that funky music Now if you choose it You better make sure you don't it We gonna get cha high, Its southerplayalisticcaddilac funky music Now if you choose it You better make you don't abuse it We get cha high, high