Ova Da Wudz

Something's gotta give

Yeah, you know what

I'm sayin'?

Herring homes, unh, martel homes, carver homes, tekwood

Martin Luther king, bankhead

Under-cover, over da hills and thru tha woods

I goLike green lights, a southern nigga that's comin fo' yo' throat

But not no guillotine see, we be them southern playas

Remember the football socks, aerobic

Reeboks and

Decaturs, now

You up to par and ready fo yo lesson

I got an ounce of dank and a couple of drinks so let's crank up a session

Like Tri-City high school, was pullin' 'em in a broke down

RabbitI spit a couple of words and layin' 'em down was just a habit

Just like smokey, choking off da pee-wee that we rolled up

Talkin' about the click will get you laid down hella swoled up

Hootie hoo slapped ya boyz across the cheek wit

IsotonersAnd went to tell yo momma and yo pop that you was a goner

Tell 'em Big

Boi did it,

I swear that nigga be rhymin'

Every lyric that he spit be turnin' charcoals into diamonds and pearls

Girl when you givin up them draws, 'cause

I got a couple of niggaz down the hall that wanna hit it too

I'm not the type to be actin' selfish

Set it out and let it out and

I'll be right back just like

Elvis'Cause the postman rings twice

Hey Mr. Postman

Power, power,

I come gimme some

Tha deadly voice over drums, we from,

A.T.L.Put tha

S.W.A.T.S.,

S.W.A.T.S. on yo' car

Let's travel far, tha southern star shines

Power, power,

I come gimme some

Tha deadly voice over drums, we from,

A.T.L.Put tha

S.W.A.T.S.,

S.W.A.T.S. on yo' car

Let's travel far, tha southern star shines

Everybody wanna get signed, but, here to tell you

Record companies act like pimps

Gettin' paid off what we made

When we the ones that's fly like blimps

But ain't no

Goodyear,

I tell it like it is so

I'm like look here

Just willin' to get what

I deserve my kids to have a mother

And a little house, with a dog in the backyard goin' "woof-woof"

Who knows what

I'ma say soon's

I leave this recording booth

Poof, back in the real world where birds fly

From Miami by way of

Cuba to whoever wants to get that high

There's clouds of clowns, seas of

G'sProjects, packed with playas meditating on their knees

Just to make them ends meet, like ground beef

You won't believe the shit that niggaz attempt'

Cause they got other mouths to feed

Besides they own

Power, power,

I come gimme some

Tha deadly voice over drums, we from,

A.T.L.Put tha

S.W.A.T.S.,

S.W.A.T.S. on yo' car

Let's travel far, tha southern star shines

Power, power,

I come gimme some

Tha deadly voice over drums, we from,

A.T.L.Put tha

S.W.A.T.S.,

S.W.A.T.S. on yo' car

Let's travel far, tha southern star shines

There's some hoes in this house, damn right

I'm thinkin' about the way you skull me, guzz me

Suckin' me dry like deserts

Mojave, Gotti, hotties and honeydips

Likin the way you do me, screw me it make my money flip

Shakin' that ass for daddy puttin' this gas off in my

CadillacBack, don't ever snap, packin' the gats and pimpin' whores

Hors d'oevres, swerve, hit the curb because

I'm reckless

Back in the days when

I was broke

I'd snatch your fuckin' necklace

You ol' pussy-ass nigga, yeah

Everybody hi

Everybody hi

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