One for the money, yes sir, two for the A couple of years ago on Headland and Was the start of good Where me and my nigga rode the Marta, through the Just tryna find that hook up, now we looked up at the ceiling Watching ceiling fans go 'round, tryna that feeling Off instrumentals, had my pencil and plus my We caught the 86 headed to Decatur Writing rhymes, tryna find our off in that light Light off in that spot, knowing that we could Doing the in the wall clubs, this shit here must stop, like "Freeze!" We making the crowd move, but we not making no G's, and a no-no
Check it, a one-two, a one-two dope niggas in the They call us, went from Player's to ballers Putting the South up on the map was like Rock to banging Niggas say mothafuck that playing, paying, we staying laying vocals Locales done made it them big boys up in this industry "OutKast, yeah, them niggas, they big noise" Over a million sold to this day, they take it lightly '96 gon' be that year that all playa haters can bite me, I'm out this bitch
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in the day, when I was younger, hunger Looking to fill me with that Rally's bullshit Pull shit off, it was supposed to be pulled as a tick, I was stoned like them white boys Smoking white girls, before them blunts, got crunk, chunky asses Passes getting thrown like Hail Mary's, and they looking like Halle So so fine, intertwined, but we sipping wine We's just chilling, I'm the rabid villain, and I'm so Smoking freely, me, Lil B, Reek, and Shug And my little James, thangs changed in the hood Where I at, them rats know, "Momma I want to sing But momma I want to trick, and momma I'm dick now" We moving on up in the like elevators Me and the crew, we like '82, me and you like Tony Toni Tone (Like this, East and we gone)
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Got stopped at the mall the other day, heard a call the other way That I just from, some nigga was saying something, talking 'bout Smoke something "Hey man, you me from school?" "No not really" But he smiling like a clown, facial expression looking silly And he asking me, "What kinda car you drive? I know you paid I know y'all got beaucoup of hoes from all them that y'all done made" And I replied that I had going through the same things that he had True, I've got more than the average man, but not enough loot to last me To the end of the week, I live by the beat, like you check-to-check If you don't move your feet then I don't eat, so we neck-to-neck Yes, we done come a long way like slim-ass cigarettes Virginia, this ain't gon' stop, so we just gon' continue
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