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1. _ Toilet Tisha
*andre3000*
Have you heard the news?
They say a little 14 year old little girl had a baby on the way
Tooo much for her little mind to bare
And that type of news to her mama she cannot spare
*hook*
Toilet tisha, damn we miss ya
Toilet tisha is the issue
Damn we miss ya, toilet tisha
Damn we miss ya
*vamp*
Dont go away
Dont you dare go away from me girl i can help you
Dont go away dont you dare leave me
Dont go away, away
Dont go away
*big boi*
Five thousand, one hundred ten days
Is a short period of time a mere fourteen years
On this precious mother earth, you see tisha had issues
And her decision making skills were still in its early stages
You know what i'm talking about
Therefore she could not properly handle a blessing in which
She thought to be an obstacle in her path to adulthood
Pause, just like a brother with a thousand pauses
Should i shouldnt i i cant i have to, mama will never see me the same
Daddy and big mama i know all of them gonna be ashamed of me
Are just a few thoughts racing through her cranium
As she sits on top of the pale, cold porcelain seat in the rear of the house
The unthinkable moments away from becoming reality, sadly with no clue
And no way of expressing her feeling to her mam or anybody else in her life
Tisha done came to the crossroads and now she got to choose
Fatality, fatality, fatality, fatality
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2. _ Intro
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3. _ ?
[andre 3000]
Want can make a nigga wanna take another nigga life
What can make a nigga wanna do another nigga wife
Life a butter knife
What can make a nigga wanna get his body so high
That can't go to sleep, don't wanna eat
Pray to god that he don't do crack
What can make a nigga wanna cut a beauty queen raw
Feeling every drip drop she can generate imitate seesaws
What can make a nigga wanna fight a whole night club
Figure that he ought to maybe be a pimp simply 'cause he don't like love
What can make a nigga wanna achy, break all rules
In a book when it took a lot to get you hooked up to this volume
What can make a nigga wanna loose all faith in
Anything that he can't feel through his chest wit sensation
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4. _ D.f. (interlude)
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5. _ Slum Beautiful
(hook) slum beautiful, driving i plum crazy
Slum beautiful, soul, but so amazing
[andre 3000]
They don't know, but i do though
Baby my darling you make me loose composure
Fragments of a million me
Scattered across the floor to a certain degree
Where i had to give your mama call
And thank her for spending time with your daddy
For all its worth, girl what's your frequency
And can i come there frequently
(hook)
[big boi]
What i like to do most is spit this game like sports announcers
And will pity pat them hoez down like a gentlemen club bouncer
Ounce of killa dilla, be making my game more flagrant
And once i done had some cuervo 'bout six shots i'm nothin to play wit
Like plug sockets and babies, possums, raccoons, and rabies
Maybe lady luscious oba kaybee so they say thee
An old school playa pimp type ass nigga like tony mercedes
And will work every last muscle off in your body like billy blanky
Hanky panky, where did you get your gold grill cause it's banging
And i like then redhot fila straight from walters off the chain
Fuck them bouige bitches they don't know nothin 'bout you
'cause you push a big black buick, so fresh, so clean on them trues
Slum beautiful you's the would to me, shawty i dig ya
And i'm loving the way them jordache got a bear hug on your figure
You my nigga, nigga
(hook)
[cee-lo goodie]
Look at you, unbelievably, brilliant beautiful you
You're looking deliciously divine darling you really and truly do
The very thought of has got me running at the speed of love
Exploring everything about you from the ground to the god above
Suddenly i started dreaming, traveling in time so fast
I could almost taste outer space
I saw the face of god and looked like you and me too
Hello, i'm the man that god made you for
Profound don't think, okay let's put this poetry in motion
I'm shining simply because mother earth i'm your son
Our entire circumference engulfed in emotion
(hook)
[andre 3000]
I don't know but, it seem like uh, your daddy must have gave you
A teaspoon of honey every night before you went to bed
Or was it a pack of now & laters cause you're the sweetest thing on my head
And i'd like to say that i'd love to make love to every molecule of you
And if you want to spontaneously combust that's what we'll do in unison
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6. _ Pre-nump (interlude)
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7. _ We Luv Deez Hoez
[hook: repeat 2x]
From the weave to the fake eyes
To the fake nails, down to the toes
Ha ha ha ha! we luv deez hoez
Ha ha ha ha! we luv deez hoez
[big boi]
Don't lie you love them, if you don't you like them hoez a whole lot
Just like your mama sunday cookin' turkey necks in the pot
You ready to drop your load like prop planes be droppin' that cocaine
You ready to turn your fro, from natural straight to a cold wave
Dat hoe name betty big shoez, she wore them herman monster heels
Popped a pill, now she's in your coupe de ville, passenger seat
I made her eat my meat while i was rubbin' her coochie
Injection in her top and bottom lip straight from her booty
So do re, blow me, fa so la ti da ha i'm tellin' the truth
You suckin' your tooth you treatin' her like a star boy
From a figueroa to a herringbone
From droppin' her off to takin' her home
She tried to pull my rubber off with her pussy muscles that was wrong
The bitch is no good like lesbians with no tongues
You fucked around and knocked her up and now you say she the one
Nigga you dumb, you should have pulled it out and squirted on her eyelash
And let her face be holdin' the baby, now she after yo ass!
Yeah, i told y'all niggaz
About god damn takin' them hoez to the teacake factory
Lettin' them hoez order strawberry lemonade and popcorn shrimps
They ain't goin' do nuthin'
But try to take all your motherfuckin' cheese! (yeah!)
[hook] 2x
[backbone]
Ay, ay, what's up lil' girl i see you workin' them valente
She walk wit a fly sashay
Look here say, i'm just a fat face i come through swervin' (ay, ay)
You love the way the leather grippin' your butt
Conversation kill 'em, drippin' em up
Relax shawty, oh lordy, i quote the facts
Whippin' convertible with daddy fat sax
I stay g sharp as a note of music
Call me fresh baked bread, make 'em brawd lose it
I'm just sayin' they just can't stand to see me execute game plan
I slow it down, she like it - speed it up
She polked it out, beat it up like that
Hit 'em from the back, bully quote the vocabulary
[hook] 2x
[big gipp]
Yeah, yeah, gipp keep it double loco
Met up in caf?intermezzo for some late night pasty
Conversation hasty cuz i was ready to dip
Sweatsuit velour so i ordered kahlua
Fell in, hit her with the gun hose
Left her with the pokahose, got up and didn't say goodbye
Her face wrinkle up and froze
Why you leavin' so soon, supposed too
And ain't no question about that
They call me big gipp on the southside
Mr. get down in the vains so what's the word
Don't fall in love with good pussy
Off the top better leave for two moths
Come back and pop "study the shit"
[hook] 2x
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8. _ Gasoline Dreams
I ride I ride I ride I ride ...
Don't everybody like the smell of gasoline? Well burn muthafucka burn American dreams? Don't everybody like the taste of apple pie? We'll snap for yo' slice of life I'm telling you why I hear that Mother Nature's now on birthcontrol The coldest pimp be lookin' for somebody to hold The highway up to Heaven got a crock on the toll Youth full of fire ain't got nowhere to go, nowhere to go
Andr
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9. _ I'm Cool (interlude)
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10. _ Drinkin' Again (interlude)
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11. _ B.o.b. (bombs Over Baghdad)
[dre]
1, 2.. 1, 2, 3; yeah!
In-slum-national, underground
Thunder pounds when i stomp the ground (woo!)
Like a million elephants with silverback orangutans
You can't stop a train
Who want some? don't come un-pre-pared
I'll be there, but when i leave there
Better be a household name
Weather man tellin' us it ain't gon' rain
So now we sittin' in a drop-top, soakin wet
In a silk suit, tryin' not to sweat
Hits somersaults without the net
But this'll be the year that we won't forget
One-nine-nine-nine, ano domini, anything goes, be whatchu wanna be
Long as you know consequences are given for livin - the fence is
Too high to jump in jail
Too low to dig, i might just touch hell - hot!
Get a life, now they gon' sell
Then i might catch you a spell, look at what came in the mail
A scale and some arm and hammer, so grow grid and some baby m
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12. _ Xplosion
[andre]
Hello lord, it's me again, i just wanna make to love the whole globe
And all her girlfriends now don't that make ya mind move
Like smoke patterns, me on my way to saturn wit a bomb
Numb be it view, or saudi shawty
I figure before the first gun blast, they know who gone win
Now won't that make us all fools
Like class clowns praying private ryan comes round
Sound travels at one thousand, one thirty, feet per second
Niggaz in the street they want it hurry
When niggaz start biting that's when 3000 starts to worry
A little knowledge from the college of wizard ray murray
Answer quick do you know what desire is? "huh?"
Apparently not that's why you get what you got
Now answer this do you know what fire is? "yeah"
The body of hot, the motivator of pots
Snot, spit, shit are characteristics of release
Ask your niece or nephew, you think we left you
What the future holds in its sweaty palms
Thank i'm finna vom? ya move like ya mean it she'll cum
Prom night might excite a down right fight like
White blood cell to the common cold rebel
Night gets jealous of day play is no longer
The feelin gets stronger than ammonia sticks inhale
Hook:
We just can't be amazed
Even if you pull the pin from your hand grenade (repeat 3x)
And we some home-made bombs
Finna blow right up in your face
[b-real]
Look at the way you look at me i see it on your face
All your hate emanates but you still hesitate
Cause you want inside of my head but don't know how
To brainwash me to be a commercial clown
Fuck that i see the way you were, see the way you smirk i'm catching you
Where you work
God only knows all the trouble that grows
Deep beneath my soul dealing with you assholes
Can i blast those who point the finger at me
Who criticize and talk shit so freely
Fuck xxl you're a size too small
I should hire eminem so we can kill you all
Whether you live to talk shit about the real
Then kiss my ass in person how much you love the hill
I'm the outcast comin to blaze the grass
Outlaw due to my life that's come to pass
Dre, pass me the glass of wine
So i can pour it over my homies grave and mine
For all those who fallen and answered when god was calling
Jump into my ragtop and get all in
I'm the bomb, planted in your car why you frozen
Pop the tape in ignite the xplosion
The world is mine, the world is yours, the world is ours
The world is lost, the world is tossed
We just can't be amazed
Even if you pull the pin from your hand grenade (repeat 3x)
And we some home-made bombs
Finna blow right up in your face
[big boi]
With a one-two punch, b-real and andre dropped they verses
Your homeboy daddy fat sax playin clean-up so it worsens
People and persons on the opposite teams oh, yes its curtains
No bullets burpin' oh just lyrically twerking
Making a statement, when you freestyle and your mind is in a free state
Is kinda hard to execute when you ain't feeling it that day
Jumpin the gun and rushing your flow
Babbling on the mikie like auctioneer, got the public's ears
Fucked up can't hear, atlanta, georgia where y'all at?
Outkast this dirty south to death the dungeon family camp
Got this thang lit like stamps and nine-volt battery end caps
Making that music that make your neck hurt
And the beats that bother your back in my cadillac
Six woofers and four amps, lo pro vogues on swole
With the carriage lamps diamond tucked velour pistol in my lap
Come in peace but then xplode like booty traps
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13. _ Humble Mumble
[andre 3000]
Ahhhh.. i stank i can, i stank i can
The funky engine that could
Oooo oooo yosky, wosky, pisky, wisky
All aboard the stankonia express
The underground smell road
Everybody's lookin' for an excuse to let loose
What's your locomotive, the chatta nigga choo choo?
[hook 2x: andre 3000 + erykah badu]
Humble as a mumble in the jungle
Of shouts and screams
That's the way the cracker crumbles
So i guess i've got to re-route my dreams
[big boi]
Back on the microphone, your number one controller
I rock the microphone like a blizzard;
I'm so cold i'm tryin' to hold ya
Life is like a great big roller coaster
Everything in life don't happen like it's suppose to
Trials and tribulations make you stronger live longer
You wanna reach the nation nigga start from ya corner
Everything in life don't always happen like you plan it
Demand it; over stand it then you handle it
Fuck wishing you, you missing the ambition on your mission
Now you switching why you quitting 'cause it's heated in the kitchen
Sloppy slipping in your pimping nigga
You either pistol whoop the nigga or you choke the trigger
You've got to follow through, struggle to complete your dreams
"no weapon formed agains prospers" 54:17
From isaiah lay a nigga down and spray 'em
If the dealer dealt a fucked up hand of cards you've gotta play 'em
Hook
[andre 3000]
Too democratic, republic fuck it
We chicken nugget, we dip in the sauce like mop and bucket
Blue-collar scholars, who'll take your dollar and wipe my ass wit it
You livin for the lotto never hit it
I met a critic, i made her shit her drawers
She said she thought hip-hop was only guns and alcohol
I said "oh hell naw!" but yet it's that too
You can't discrimi-hate cause you done read a book or two
What if i looked at you in a microscope, saw all the dirty organisms
Living in your closet would i stop and would i pause it? whoo!
To put that bitch in slower motion, got the potion and the antidote
And a quote for collision the decision.. is,
Do you want to live or wanna exist?
The game changes everyday so obsolete is the fist and marches
Speeches only reaches those who already know about it
This is how we go about it
Hook
[erykah badu]
I'm wild just like a rock, a stone, a tree
And i'm free, just like the wind the breeze that blows
And i flow, just like a brook, a stream, the rain
And i fly, just like a bird up in the sky
And i'll surely die, just like a flower plucked
And dragged away and thrown away
And then 1 day it turns to clay
It blows away, it finds a ray, it finds its way
And there it lays until the rain and sun
Then i breathe, just like the wind the breeze that blows
And i grow, just like a baby breastfeeding
And it's beautiful, that's life and that's life
And that's life and that's life
Hook
[andre 3000]
Humble as a mumble in the jungle
Of shouts and screams
That's the way the cracker crumbles
So i guess i've gotta re-route my dreams
Y'all can't harm me, it's over
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14. _ Kim & Cookie (interlude)
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15. _ B.O.B. (Bomb Over Bagdad)
1, 2.. 1, 2, 3; yeah! Inter-national, underground Thunder pounds when I stomp the ground (Woo!) Like a million elephants with silverback orangutans You can't stop a train Who want some? Don't come un-pre-pared I'll be there, but when I leave there Better be a household name Weather man tellin' us it ain't gon' rain So now we sittin' in a drop-top, soakin wet In a silk suit, tryin' not to sweat Hits somersaults without the net But this'll be the year that we won't forget One-Nine-Nine-Nine, and brutha anything goes, be whatchu wanna be Long as you know consequences, to give and for livin' defenses Too hot, I'm jumpin' jail Too low to dig, I might just touch hell HOT! Get a life, now they gon' sell Then I might catch you a spell, look at what came in the mail A scale and some Arm and Hammer, so grow grid and some baby m
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16. _ Gangsta Shit
[big boi]
Some of that uh, ltd lincoln town car
Some of that el dorado funk, know what i'm talking about
Gangsta shit, you know, lay back, cool out, yeah
You know we keep it crunk around here, a-town style
Getting head on the highways yeah, but this what i wanna know
[hook]
Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit
Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit
Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit
Outkast, goodie mob and the dungeon click
Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit
Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit
Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit
Dirty south nigga we straight gangsta pimps
[big boi]
O-u-t-k-a-s-t,o-n-p,g-o-o-d-i-e, so fresh so clean
Back with stankona, dungeon family
Pearl cadillac on dics adn vogues, flip flops, t-shirts and dickies
It's the return of billy ocean, cuervo is my drink
Stank, stank means you got the funkiest, dopest heat on the street
Three g ski, slimm, big boi and ths is c b-o-n-e
If you need some back-up find jerome,
Ya girl gonna give you grief at home
Just tell these hoez wanna be on the same team that she's layin on
[hook]
[c-bone]
Dope boys in the trap like to stack the dough
When beef come areound can't let it go
When my funds turn legit i'm gonna let you know
Ridin rims real good down old national
It's trappable, two bed, jacuzzi bath, it's natural
Puttin cheese in ya stash, un-taxable futhermuckers get mad
Steady watching myself, got eyes in my back
Don't take no slack, when you managing the trap
If you work out, gotta get it right back
I trap by day boy, rap by night,
C-bone in this bitch college park trump tight
[hook]
[t-mo goodie]
I'm pimp tight, give a fuck, niggaz know what's up
It's t-mo and outkast in the back of my truck
We gotta simple little problem that we got to solve
It like it ain't about the money, we got to handle the job
No colors or rags, just guns and masks
We not scared to blast and dip off fast
With the dungeon click, just pulled a lick
Now what you really wanna know about the gangsta shit
[slimm calhoun]
Back on the scence, a sack of green sitting on crome and rubber bands
Paint looking like candyland, it's sllimm the south paw triggerman
Flippin work and whippin weight, rock up, roll and get the papes
Chop them hoez and then you skate, ack to the block wit the deflate
Grams the o's, slabes to whole one's da flake
A young nigga holdin big face foldin
Pimps are known for catching runaways
A good hustler's known to keep his gun away
First nigga run up and try to jack mine,
First nigga fuck up to get flat lined
Pack still stainless coupe and verts brainless
Y'all don't wanna fuck wit me, the trunk be at bangin
Of the chain danling, y'all know that i'm form c.p
[hook]
[andre 3000]
Outkas wit a k, yeah them niggaz are hard
Harder than a nigga trying to impress god
We'll pull your're whole deck, fuck pulling your card
And still take my guitar and take a walk in the park
Any play the sweetest melody the street ever heard
Now bitches sucking on my nouns and i'm eating their verbs
Get full, and niggaz, niggaz,
Pop, pop, lock, lock to the, to the beat, beat
As if pitbulls went out of style, made a vow to myself
If it's for the wealth i'll stop, well put i like this
It's like me selling some dope because my girlfriend wants to shop
Wrong reason, whatever the season, hey winter, spring, summer or fall
I dont stall, slow drag wit your brain against the wall
Yeah, nigga naw, we learn to the side don't fall
All y'all fuck boys, tuck toys inside your pants
Just to pull it out, point it at the ground and make a nigga wanna dance
Now what that be for, you're on that reefer and on that tupac
In front of them oooh wops, trying to show out, that's the hoe route
Talking loud talking bout that's gangsta shit
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17. _ Good Hair (interlude)
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18. _ Ms. Jackson
[Andre 3000] Yeah this one right here goes out to all the baby's mamas, mamas... Mamas, mamas, baby mamas, mamas Yeah, go like this CHORUS: Andre 3000 I'm sorry Ms. Jackson [OOOH] I am for real Never meant to make your daughter cry I apologize a trillion times I'm sorry Ms. Jackson [OOOH] I am for real Never meant to make your daughter cry I apologize a trillion times [Big Boi] My baby's drama mama, don't like me She be doin things like havin them boys come from her neighborhood to the studio tryin to fight me She need to get a, piece of the american pie and take her bite out That's my house, I'll disconnect the cable and turn the lights out And let her know her grandchild is a baby, and not a paycheck Private school, daycare shit, medical bills I pay that I love your mom and everything, but see I ain't the one who laid down She wanna rib you up to start a custody war, my lawyers stay down Shit; you never got a chance to hear my side of the story we was divided She had fish fries and cookouts for my child's birthday I ain't invited Despite it, I show her the utmost respect when I fall through All you, do is defend that lady when I call you, yeah CHORUS: I'm sorry Ms. Jackson [OOOH] I am for real Never meant to make your daughter cry I apologize a trillion times I'm sorry Ms. Jackson [OOOH] I am for real Never meant to make your daughter cry I apologize a trillion times [Andre 3000] Me and your daughter.. got a special thang goin on You say it's puppy love (arf arf arf) We say it's full grown (ARF ARF WOOF!) Hope that we feel this.. feel this way forever You can plan a pretty picnic but you can't predict the weather, Ms. Jackson Ten times out of nine, now if I'm lyin; fine The quickest muzzle throw it on my mouth and I'll decline King meets queen, then the puppy love thing, together dream bout that crib with the Goodyear swing on the oak tree, I hope we feel like this forever Forever, forever, ever, forever, ever? Forever never seems that long until you're grown And notice that the day by day ruler can't be too wrong Ms. Jackson my intentions were good I wish I could become a magician to abacadabra all the sadder thoughts of me, thoughts of she, thoughts of he Askin what happened to the feelin that her and me Had, I pray so much about it need some knee, pads It happened for a reason one can't be, mad So know this, know that everything is cool And yes I will be present on the first day of school, and graduation CHORUS: I'm sorry Ms. Jackson [OOOH] I am for real Never meant to make your daughter cry I apologize a trillion times I'm sorry Ms. Jackson [OOOH] I am for real Never meant to make your daughter cry I apologize a trillion times [Big Boi] Uh, uh, yeah "Look at the way he treats me" Shit, look at the way you treat me You see your little nosy-ass homegirls done got your ass sent up the creek G Without a paddle, you left to straddle and ride this thing on out Now you and your girl ain't speakin no more cause my dick all in her mouth Knahm'talkinbout? Jealousy, infidelity, envy Cheating to beating, envy and to the G they be the same thing So who you placin the blame on, you keep on singin the same song Let bygones be bygones, you can go on and get the hell on You and your mama CHORUS: I'm sorry Ms. Jackson [OOOH] I am for real Never meant to make your daughter cry I apologize a trillion times I'm sorry Ms. Jackson [OOOH] I am for real Never meant to make your daughter cry I apologize a trillion times I'm sorry Ms. Jackson [OOOH] I am for real Never meant to make your daughter cry I apologize a trillion times I'm sorry Ms. Jackson [OOOH] I am for real Never meant to make your daughter cry I apologize a trillion times more free lyrics
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19. _ Red Velvet
(big boi - talking)
One more time for y'all, y-y-yeah, huh
If you didn't know you know now, outkast, stankonia
We shittin on ery'body talkin that bullshit
(big boi)
Now peter piper picked a pepper, that was his downfall
I'm down with 'dre 3000 'cause he got my back y'all
Ball if you want to, but do it with some class g
Ask me, do outkast got some flows so you can blast me
Nasty, niggaz on the point they see you shinin
Engi-neers in the studio see me rhymin
Don't get me wrong, got four albums; stay consistant
You got a bodyguard, i let my nigga tote the biscuit
Twist ya cap back, you got blood off on ya fur hat
Cap, cap, ya link snap, you slumped off in ya cadillac
For what though, some diamonds and a bentley what you dyin for
Aight hoe, i'ma bake my cheese and let my mic flow
Prioritize to live through
Tell these other niggas how you bought yo' kid some tennis shoes
Let these brothers know that your momma she got her house too
Let these niggas know that your sister wouldn't of..
Finished.. college.. without you
I doubt you, do that though, so do this here
And keep that bullshit out of our ear
You too near me to not hear me, too open to conceal me
The love for the music keepin big boi spittin real g
(hook)
Cause they know where you live and they've seen what ya drive
And they say they gonna put one in your hel-met
Cause you brag 'bout that watch, and all them things that you got
Them dirty boys turn your poundcake to red velvet
(dre)
How can you measure a nigga by multiple figures he may got, got, got
Had he not purchased the newest mercedes
That lose it's value soon as you drive that bitch off the lot, lot, lot
Would he still be the latest, most wanted, doggonit you want it
He got it-type nigga 'round the town, town, town
Had he not played it so flat
He ask you when half of these niggas hurtin and workin
Would be he be found, found, found
In a ho (ho) tel (tel) room (room) shot up (shot up)
With his dick shoved in some b got a lot up
Bill gates don't dangle diamonds in the face
Of peasants when he microsoft'n in the place
You gettin on my nerves, well i'm gettin on your case
Consider your surroundings or you leave without a trace
(hook)
(big boi)
I know you got the biggest bank roll and you ballin
Follow the heater because the leader he is haulin
Ass like juan valdez, i think he scared
Cause my nigga khujo goodie got that toolie to his head
(dre)
Little did he know that, waitin in the closet
No matter what you call that, playboy sure got done
Don was the one who came in contact
With those with slow goals who prone to sell crack
On this megaphone, hey look world i'm on
You off, he floss hard cause he celebrate the fact
Little did he know that, waitin in the closet
No matter what you call that, playboy sure got done
(hook) 2x
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20. _ Cruisin' In The Atl (interlude)
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21. _ I'll Call Before I Come
[andre 3000]
Nigga quit being so got damn selfish
Put it in ya pelvis
Let it work, gyrate, motivate
Chorus:
I'll call before i come
I won't just pop over, out the blue
I hope that you do too
I'll call before i come
I won't just won't pop up over, out the blue
No after you
[andre 3000]
Oh, thank you lord for throwing some shy
Bones in my body let me tell you why
If not so, i'd be too, too bad
When it comes to pink polka dots and plaids
Glad to meet you, my name is dre
But you can call me possum allawishes jenkins
Andre 3000 for short
And naaw i don't want to see your thongs
I kinda dig them old school cute regular draws
And i will pause for your cause
Chorus:
[big boi]
I'm a gentleman, i'm a satisfy your soul
And then i'm a get mine
Like wimbledon we back and forth across the court
Until we give out, do you take it all or spit it
Are you faking the funk and living a lie
Do you really know what it feels like
To have no control over the g spot?
It's like a brand new pair of reeboks or a junkie freshly detoxed
You feel the tingling all over like convulsions or the rooster pox
I used to not give a damn
But now i make it a point just to please you
So you can go back and tell all your buddies, i pretty d'd you
Chorus:
[gangsta boo]
Let's see what you wanna do with the gangsta boo
Let's cut, nigga, nigga what, i'll cut you too
Coming through in a escalade limo, tint with shade
Purple haze in the ashtray ready to get a blaze
What the biz nigga jump on in relax wit a lady
Wit a reputation known for sexing niggas till they crazy
Whatcha mean dog, telling a play like boo to call before i come
You a game i'm fucking you for fun
Join the bandwagon nigga it's a gangsta boo party
Everybody wanna join come and freak wit somebody
Riding jaguars, riding prowlers all sports cars
Hitting strip bars wit the top down, fuck y'all
Groupie you need to be glad you even knew me
Do me and tell all my friends my truly blew me
Bitch
Chorus:
[eco]
Nigga you better dial 404-584 well bump all that
But shit you'd better call before you get here and that's a fact
Before you get your feelings hurt
Because you caught me playing nurse
Wit a stethoscope running around in one of those cut shot white skirts
I tried to tell you, but you wouldn't respond to idle wishes
Peeped in the window saw me cooking shrimp
In high heels and washing dishes
For daddy fat sax and it's something i couldn't explain
I know it's a dirty, dirty game, but you should called before you came
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22. _ Stankonia (stanklove)
(intro:)
What does love look like?
Love looks like you
What does love love feel like?
Love feels like this
What does love smell like?
Love smells like us
(andre 3000)
You make me understand
What it means to be in l-o-v-e once again
Why, must we fly so low?
Are we 'fraid of heights, do kites get lost in the tow
(chorus:)
Stank love, stank love, stank love, stank love
(sleepy brown)
Let me show your mind a new freaky side of love
Open up you flower please let me taste your love
Honeysuckle sweet, can't stop till i get ever drip drop on my tongue
Hitting every spot of you, what you gonna do
Your body is the rhythm of the boom in the room
Up and down it seems to go
Oh my god i think i'm bout to explode
Chorus
(big rube)
My fingertips scan flesh so supple
No longer a couple like two in one skin
Where do you end and where do i begin
Both brains become one mind sensually
Every nerve becoming it's own individual entity
With its own lusts, it's own needs to serve
Longing for the love of all the other nevers
As they writhe and twist in satisfaction
In the burning chill of please we bathe
Engulfing, encompassing like a cataclysmic shockwave
Of an impact so deep, but not one of destruction
But of creation, elation in the re-making
No taking in the relation, no taking in the relation
Just giving of ther persona making lover after making love
Till ain't nothing but stankonia
Chorus
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23. _ Snappin' And Trappin'
(killer mike)
Our shit don't mix like llao and lukewarm water
Better make it hotter splash ice and watch it rock up
I oughta duct tape your infant daughter
Show y'all soldier ass niggaz
I'm murder city's sargeant slaughter
Guaranteed to get more cut than a barber
I betcha i'll drill your heifer like black & decker
This pussy wrecker and white water couldn't get it wetter
I'm guaranteed to leave her swiss cheese for more cheddar
I give a fuck, suede bucks and coogi sweaters
What's up? whatever sable fur to lamb leather
I've seen it all in the trap with fitted caps for cold weather
And creased denim threats delivered when i send 'em
Nigga know i, fedex my shit, overnight express my shit
Deliver my hits quick, who next on my shit list
Banana niggaz need to split
Quit fucking with this thorough atlanta click
This here is slum lordz we make your terrific shit tragic
My pen and pixel make violence more graphic
I take raw coke, cook it crack, saran wrap it
One muthafuckin' verse and it's already a classic(x2)
Killer mike nigga!
(hook)(x2)
Don't you be looking at me crazy like ya want to
The game is over k.b. baby won't you
Just quit the contemplating cause
I'll box you in your muthafuckin mouth
(big boi)
My cadillac got that boom, boom in it, listen to it drop
Like cereal in your breakfast bowl just jumpin' off the top
A nigga don't stop for squares or octagons prepare
I'm not the one you scared, the piccolo pimp done set up shop
Nigga you pop lock, for pop rocks, but i'm only poppin tweeters
And woofers and pussies be blowing purple wit' my feet up
I'mma eat up anybody who tests this, i'm blessed wit'
Super human powers, poke your chest in, the next of kin
Gone be the first one like some mexicans to buck
Nigga you stuck like a truck in red dirt, you's in church
And i'm the deacon speakin' while ya tweakin'
The preacher preachin', reachin', teachin', speakin', being, breathin'
You're not, your clock stop, and now you're laying in a pretty box
And now pastor is only talking 'bout the pretty parts of your life
Your brother fuckin' your damn wife
You look for the pearly white gates, but you realize your fate
It's too late, 'cause you hate, you hate
It's too late, 'cause you hate
Punk pussy ass bitch, game over, who want some?! (hook)
(killer mike)
Roll my blunts thick, like i like my bitch
Lick my blunts and spit, like she do my dick
Attempted murder dick, for ways i choke chicks
Spit it in her eye make it hard to focus
(big boi)
Killer mike gonna calm down, things gonna get a little crazy
Ol' girl might yell rape g, you might as well give her a throat baby
Goop goobler, goop gravy, no dicking her down to the ground
Now you doing the dirty south, know what i'm talkin' about
(killer mike)
Big boi, my mentor, hear what you hollering about
But fuck that, i'm looking for love all in her mouth
Need her to gobble up jism, like school lunches
Need her to take cat beatings and throw punches
(big boi)
Like a swarm of locusts, no hocus-pocus
You wanna approach us, buzzards and vultures
We two of the dopest mic controllers
Stack big bank, honey folders
Even wit' rollers, i'm trying to told ya
Even loving, lavish, ladies, leaving, landmarks
Of lemon-lime, lip gloss on your lavender lapels
Leaping lizards, keep me slizzard, my mind's expanding
Readily rappin' and snappin', snappin' and trappin'
That's just what's happening (hook)
(j-sweet)
A whey you want come dis
When you know you nuh fit
You better move you bombo
Before me start trip
Nuff a them a talk outkast
Nuff a them a trip
Nuff a them come in like a bitch
Whey wear slip
A j-sweet me name an' me already chris
A outkast me spar wid
So boy nuh try dis
If you dis boy shot knaw go miss
Gun shot a go teck you just like fits
Boy hear me song an' thought a remix
Brand new tune platinum hits
We nah gon' run and switch like no bitch
Outkast, j-sweet, killer mike
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24. _ Spaghetti Junction
Yeah yeah
Yes spaghetti junction
Yes yes
Elope ski slopes
(coughs) ahh
Damn
Yeah
Check this out
(andre 3000)
Niggas elope wit ski slopes and fall like avalanches
Tootin like it's cool being fooled and i can't just
Sit around and watch those snow membranes flame
My ends is loose and you can't stop that rain
When it starts to fall
(big boi)
Lookin like ms. pacman ???? and cat man
I'm speaking about these pros cause you know nothing bout that man
The nigga the b-i-g is high in flight like value jet
You thinking about the b team cause my end is never met
Nigga
(andre 3000)
Black man white man jew man ain't no joke
Remember when me and my cousin used to sit up on the porch
And talk about when we get older now we up against the ropes
Yeah they kickin niggas door down cause it ain't no dope
On the streets
(big boi)
And a quarter of time to feed me
That's all a nigga like me need
Talking about that southern sess now you all up in that mess
But never shall you test and never shall you quit
Running up on me with that fuck shit will get you nothing but hell
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Be careful where you roam cause you might not make it home
*whispers* junction junction
Don't you dare ever get lost cause you get caught up in that sauce
*whispers* junction junction
To all ya playas play ya tims and ya hustlas wit ya rims
Macks and pimps live on the outside of the corners that you've been
Y'all yes yes yes uh
*whispers* junction junction
(big boi)
Well i'm dranking up on yak while i'm dippin off in that 'lac ('lac)
The junkies around my way are always smokin up on that crack (crack)
Lay them college park hoes flat on they back
Living the life of pimps steadily making this paper stack
Niggas don't understand the master plan coming to earn man
Till they start kickin the door in then we ready to blast
Them out (out) like planes (planes) that's bout to crash
So mayday maytrain knock em up off they ass
Boy
(andre 3000)
We struggle like fat hoes just to get things that ??
People got we forgot they always gonna keep a plot
Right up they sleeve you won't believe they decieve
Like weak theives can't break in your crib and leave and they built like two
So ???? and then i'm straight
And they drove ???? see my folks can't cover three i's
We wise to the fact so we attack wit what we know
Heaven is the only good life so what you strivin fo
Chorus
(big boi)
Uh check this shit out though uh well
Well i flip flops and football socks
A nigga be rockin the mic like birthdays
Lil jon and sirsce so why you worth-ay
I'm callin yo ass a flaw pimp yappin about this crew you run wit
Bankhead bouncing to that dumb shit so what mo can you come wit
(andre 3000)
Yeah they can bite but cannot be us
They can come and pick up little slang but cannot see us
You ought to be ashamed trying to fit in my adidas
So run like dmc like you don't know you got no heater
(big boi)
Well we zippin around the corner in that golden stankin lincoln
Got my heat up under my seat in case the junkies tryin to take it
Pullin the pistol on another black man was never the plot
But sometimes a brother will shoot for wealth and try to take my spot
(andre 3000)
Well they come like black stallions in the night
You see around four or five that's when they figure the time is right
That's when you good and sleep
I couldn't sleep until i seen em wit my own eyes
Till they come over the hill suprised
Chorus
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