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[Big
Boy stop, you ain't no DJ...
("Greetings...")

I double dare, of fact nigga I double dog dare
any rapper that take it there with this playa
be clear, I'm a leader not your peer
Valedictorian of this rap every year (year year year)
Like beer and pretzels the game I go good
I'm the Hansel to your Gretel, you's a dame,
hoe ass nigga from my hood, I'm embarrassed
by the lack of class, sat in the of class
but passed with flying with yo' backwards ass, you're like the caboose
And I'm the engine to let loose steam in the booth, scream ah WOOF!
Dream Team, nigga fuck pillow talk, keep sleeping
I'm beating down yo' street up in that green thing
Greetings Earthlings, I've lurking deep in the shadows
Gathering artillery for the
Now, on the front line I stand, in my right hand
Left foot on the gas, make me put my foot in yo' ass

2X: Big Boi]
Yo' DJ ain't no DJ, he just make them fuckin
Where at? [*repeat 7X*]
Yo' DJ ain't no DJ, he just hit instant replay
There they go 7X*] - go

Yeah, my momma gave birth to a 10-pound, dream
(Dream dream dream dream)
And God said, look for the burnin bush, now I turned to
So I in my shell when I saw my momma burnin trees (hey)
Hard white, I, nickel bags
Ice cold true shit; in the booth blue lips
On grave like a tulip, in the bar like a pool stick
8-0-8 Toomp shit, Mike, poof bitch!
nowhere to rest, nowhere for you to sit
I stole your and I took your truck to move it with
Sofa, any one of you get to' up?
I'm a tattoo, you, close up
no UFO, no, Yela's a supernova (WOOF!)
Dogs are as soon as that trooper roll up (WOOF!)
30 at 6, don't gotta load up
Cause I'm the varsity of maybe hardly and RC Cola
up!

Yeah, and, I
party in poverty with people like, "Yeah famous, so what?"
I bet you can't hitch that semi up to this tow
Rich a hundred dollars, soul like a batch of collards
Yeah I'm but I'll impale you with an Impala
Roll with pimp scholars,
A-L-A-B-A-M-A agains, come and check my weight
Baby I know I ain't that crazy, the scale heavy
Must be my the way bitches been hangin on it lately

[Big
(Yeah, we stay) bangin on the daily, soul funk maybe
Tailored alligator souffl?, Escalade all in yo'
invader, I'm the lyrical Darth Vader
Give thanks pussy nigga I expose you as a hater
Got Decatur, East Point, Park and the SWAT's
Road closed, road block, watch out for the cops
Gotta think the box, know how to connect the dots
somebody hit the jackpot playin in ya slot, boy stop

[Big
Where at? [*repeat 8X*]
There they go 7X*] - go
Where they at? [*repeat
they go [*repeat as it fades out*]