One for the money, yes sir, two for the A of years ago on Headland and Delowe Was the start of good Where me and my rode the Marta, through the hood Just tryna find that hook up, now everyday we looked up at the Watching ceiling fans go 'round, tryna catch that Off instrumentals, had my pencil and my paper We caught the 86 headed to Decatur Writing rhymes, tryna find our off in that light Light off in that spot, knowing that we rock Doing the hole in the wall clubs, this shit here stop, like "Freeze!" We the crowd move, but we not making no G's, and that's a no-no
Check it, a one-two, a dope niggas in the Cadillac call us, went from Player's Ball to ballers Putting the South up on the map was like Rock to banging Niggas say that playing, they paying, we staying laying vocals Locales done made it with them big boys up in this "OutKast, yeah, them niggas, they big noise" Over a million sold to this day, niggas they 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 cousin too down the strip on Vogues Coming up, slamming doors Me and you Your and your cousin too Rolling down the on Vogues up, slamming Cadillac doors
Back in the day, when I was younger, Looking to fill me with that Rally's bullshit Pull shit off, like it was to be pulled Full as a tick, I was stoned like white boys Smoking them girls, before them blunts, got crunk, chunky asses getting thrown like Hail Mary's, and they looking like Halle Berry's So so fine, intertwined, but we sipping wine We's chilling, I'm the rabid villain, and I'm so high Smoking freely, me, Lil B, Reek, Mone and And my little brother James, changed in the hood I live at, them rats know, "Momma I want to sing But momma I to trick, and momma I'm sucking dick now" We moving on up in the world elevators Me and the crew, we pimps like '82, me and you like Tony Tone (Like this, Point and we gone)
Me and you momma and your cousin too Rolling down the strip on up, slamming Cadillac doors Me and you Your momma and your too Rolling the strip on Vogues Coming up, slamming Cadillac
Got stopped at the mall the other day, a call from the other way That I just 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, expression looking silly And he kept asking me, "What car you drive? I know you paid I know y'all got beaucoup of hoes from all them songs that y'all made" And I replied I had been 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 eat, so we like neck-to-neck Yes, we come a long way like them slim-ass cigarettes From Virginia, this ain't gon' stop, so we just continue
Me and you Your momma and your too Rolling the strip on Vogues Coming up, slamming doors Me and you momma and your cousin too Rolling down the on Vogues Coming up, slamming Cadillac