One for the money, yes sir, two for the A of years ago on Headland and Delowe Was the start of good me and my nigga rode the Marta, through the hood Just tryna find hook up, now everyday we looked up at the ceiling Watching ceiling fans go 'round, tryna catch feeling Off instrumentals, had my and plus my paper We the 86 Lithonia headed to Decatur Writing rhymes, tryna our spot off in that light Light off in that spot, knowing that we rock Doing the hole in the wall clubs, this here must stop, like "Freeze!" We making the crowd move, but we not making no G's, and a no-no
it, a one-two, a one-two dope niggas in the Cadillac They call us, went from Ball to ballers Putting the South up on the map was like Little Rock to Niggas say mothafuck that playing, they paying, we laying vocals Locales done made it with big boys up in this industry "OutKast, yeah, them niggas, they big noise" Over a sold to this day, niggas they take it lightly '96 gon' be that year that all y'all playa haters can bite me, I'm out bitch
Me and you Your momma and your too down the strip on Vogues Coming up, slamming Cadillac Me and you momma and your cousin too Rolling down the strip on Coming up, slamming doors
Back in the day, I was younger, hunger Looking to fill me with that Rally's bullshit Pull off, like it was supposed to be pulled Full as a tick, I was like them white boys Smoking them white girls, them blunts, got crunk, chunky asses Passes thrown like Hail Mary's, and they looking like Halle Berry's So so fine, intertwined, but we sipping wine We's just chilling, I'm the villain, and I'm so high Smoking freely, me, Lil B, Reek, Mone and And my little James, thangs changed in the hood Where I live at, 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 world elevators Me and the crew, we pimps like '82, me and you Tony Toni Tone (Like this, Point and we gone)
Me and you Your momma and your too Rolling down the on Vogues Coming up, Cadillac doors Me and you momma and your cousin too Rolling down the strip on Coming up, slamming Cadillac
Got stopped at the the other day, heard a call from the other way That I came from, some nigga was saying something, talking 'bout something "Hey man, you remember me from school?" "No not really" But he kept smiling like a clown, facial looking silly And he kept asking me, "What car you drive? I know you paid I know y'all got beaucoup of hoes all them songs that y'all done made" And I replied that I had been going through the things that he had True, I've got more fans than the average man, but not enough to last me To the end of the week, I live by the beat, like you live 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 slim-ass From Virginia, this ain't gon' stop, so we just continue
Me and you Your momma and cousin too down the strip on Vogues Coming up, slamming doors Me and you Your momma and your too down the strip on Vogues Coming up, Cadillac doors