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 nigga the Marta, through the hood Just tryna find that up, now everyday we looked up at the ceiling Watching ceiling fans go 'round, tryna catch feeling Off instrumentals, had my pencil and plus my We caught the 86 Lithonia to Decatur Writing rhymes, find our spot off in that light Light off in that spot, knowing that we could 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 that's a
Check it, a one-two, a dope niggas in the Cadillac They call us, went Player's Ball to ballers Putting the South up on the map was like Little Rock to Niggas say mothafuck that playing, they paying, we staying vocals Locales made it with them big boys up in this industry "OutKast, yeah, them niggas, making big noise" Over a million sold to day, niggas they take it lightly '96 gon' be that that all y'all playa haters can bite me, I'm out this bitch
Me and you Your and your cousin too Rolling down the on Vogues Coming up, slamming doors Me and you Your momma and your too Rolling the strip on Vogues Coming up, slamming Cadillac
in the day, when I was younger, hunger Looking to fill me with that Rally's bullshit Pull shit off, like it was supposed to be Full as a tick, I was stoned like them white Smoking them white girls, before them blunts, got crunk, 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 little James, thangs changed in the hood Where I at, them rats know, "Momma I want to sing But momma I want to trick, and I'm sucking dick now" We moving on up in the world like Me and the crew, we pimps like '82, me and you like Toni Tone (Like this, East and we gone)
Me and you momma and your cousin too Rolling down the on Vogues Coming up, 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 came from, nigga was saying something, talking 'bout Smoke "Hey man, you remember me from school?" "No not really" But he kept smiling like a clown, facial expression looking And he kept asking me, "What kinda car you drive? I you paid I know y'all got beaucoup of from all them songs that y'all done made" And I replied that I had going through the same things that he had True, I've got more fans than the man, but not enough loot to last me To the end of the week, I live by the beat, like you live If you don't move feet then I don't eat, so we like neck-to-neck Yes, we done come a long way them slim-ass cigarettes From Virginia, ain't gon' stop, so we just gon' continue
Me and you Your and your cousin too Rolling the strip on Vogues Coming up, slamming Cadillac Me and you Your momma and your too Rolling the strip on Vogues Coming up, Cadillac doors