One for the money, yes sir, two for the A couple of years ago on Headland and Was the start of good me and my nigga rode the Marta, through the hood Just tryna find that hook up, now we looked up at the ceiling ceiling fans go 'round, tryna catch that feeling Off instrumentals, had my pencil and plus my We caught the 86 Lithonia to Decatur Writing rhymes, tryna find our spot off in 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 no G's, and that's a no-no
Check it, a one-two, a dope niggas in the Cadillac They call us, from Player's Ball to ballers Putting the South up on the map was like Rock to banging Niggas say mothafuck that playing, they paying, we staying laying done made it with them big boys up in this industry "OutKast, yeah, them niggas, they big noise" Over a million sold to this day, niggas take it lightly '96 be that year that all y'all playa haters can bite me, I'm out this bitch
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Back in the day, when I was younger, to fill me belly with that Rally's bullshit Pull shit off, it was supposed to be pulled Full as a tick, I was like them white boys Smoking white girls, before them blunts, got crunk, chunky asses Passes getting thrown Hail Mary's, and they looking like Halle Berry's So so fine, intertwined, but we ain't wine We's just chilling, I'm the villain, and I'm so high freely, me, Lil B, Reek, Mone and Shug And my brother James, thangs changed in the hood I live at, them rats know, "Momma I want to sing But momma I want to trick, and momma I'm dick now" We on up in the world like elevators Me and the crew, we pimps like '82, me and you like Tony Toni (Like this, Point and we gone)
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Got stopped at the mall the other day, a call from the other way I just came from, some nigga was saying something, talking 'bout Smoke "Hey man, you remember me from school?" "No not really" But he kept smiling a clown, facial expression looking silly And he kept me, "What kinda car you drive? I know you paid I know y'all got beaucoup of from all them songs that y'all done made" And I replied that I had been going through the same things 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, you live check-to-check If you move your feet then I don't eat, so we like neck-to-neck Yes, we done come a long way like them cigarettes From Virginia, this ain't gon' stop, so we just continue
Me and you momma and your cousin too Rolling the strip on Vogues Coming up, slamming Cadillac Me and you Your and your cousin too Rolling the strip on Vogues Coming up, Cadillac doors