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American Fing Psycho | posted on 04-02-2001 @ 11:32 PM | ||||
Psychopath Registered: Jan. 01 | Ain't nobody dope as me I'm dressed so fresh so clean (So fresh and so clean clean) Don't you think I'm so sexy I'm dressed so fresh so clean (So fresh and so clean clean) Ain't nobody dope as me I'm dressed so fresh so clean (So fresh and so clean clean) I love when you stare at me I'm dressed so fresh so clean (So fresh and so clean clean) (Big Boi) Sir Luscious got gator belts and patty melts and Monte Carlo's And El Dorado's I'm waking up out of my slumber feeling like Ralo So follow it's your time at the Apollo Minus the Kiki Shepard what about a ho in a leopard-print Teddy Pender-grass cooler than Freddie Jackson Sippin a milkshake in a snowstorm Left my throat warm in the dorm room at the AU We do hey you And might do some cake too But you must have me mistaken with them statements that you make Cause Chorus (Andre 3000) Canary yellow seven house of business on display My nigga Bungle whipped it up so I gone get my rims today So a nigga can ride out to the colorful hideout I'ma show you how to wild out like Jack Trippa Let me be bambino on your snippas YKK on yo zippa lick you like a lizard When I'm slizzard or sober 6 million ways to fold ya Like Noah I get crews to choose and you get pretty deep But i'll call yo ass round 8-ish I know you'll be there for me Cause Chorus (Andre 3000) Those huge baby eyes get to runnin off at they mouth Tellin me everything that's on yo nasty mind They say your malnutrition in need of vitamin D And inviting me to that tingle in yo spine I love who you are love who ya ain't you so Anne Frank Let's hit the attic to hide out for bout two weeks With change and no chains and whips I do suck lips Till hips jerk and double time the boy next door's a freak Ha Ha Chorus (And we are...) the coolest motherfunkers on the planet (In my mind ...) the sky is fallin ain't no need to panic (But Oh oh.....) I got a stick and want yo automatic (Oh oh oh...) Compatible created in the attic (repeat) Props to Pantera "Hey i never said I was a good drunk" "I don't hate the seals. I just hate the enjoyment they give to people." Bachman | ||||
Banana_juice | posted on 04-04-2001 @ 10:44 AM | ||||
O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | an outkast song from about 6 years ago... Myintrotoletuknow (Big Boi) Time and time again see I be thinking about that future Back in the days when we was slaves I bet we was some cool ass niggaz But now we vultures, slam my nigga back out To make his ass black out, or even pull your fuking head To make his whole crew believers, you're harder than a bitch full of dicks But that don't be sounding like King shit to me See now in the ghetto or should I say Lakewood You better be strapped cuz them niggaz over there just ain't good Just being a hustler, servin the loyal customers Rent was due on the 1st of the month so I'm hustling I buy you 50 box of Phillies at the Citgo And niggaz be wanting drinks and shit from the fuking sto', yo But that's aight, tho', cuz I be getting paid And every trip I take, there's a dollar to be made I'm digging through my pockets for my earnings got you five Deep, there it is, now it's time to smoke that jive (Chorus) If you smoke a dime, then I'll smoke a dime (2x) Hey 'Dre, Let 'em know what's up (Andre) Time is slippin, slowly but surely Niggaz I used to hang wit wants to act like they don't know me Come and listen to my story, I gots alot of shit up on my mind I wipe the boo-boo from my brain then I finish up my rhyme Take a number, I caught you in a slumber I hit you for a lick, I'm in the slammer for the summer But now it is the fall, I'm havin a ball, makin my nickel sacks crawl To my niggaz got to servin when they beep and when they call I got the Peter, Paul and plus that Mary Jane I'm rolling reefer out of a Regal, how could I refrain from being rough, from being tough, from being dangerous I'm hanging with the P.A., nigga, ain't no changin us See you can try, if you try, if you don't, you don't If you wanna battle, it's either that you will or you won't See that rap shit is really just like selling smoke If you got some fly shit, yo niggaz gonna always toke Dope, is not what I be slanging on this track Niggaz don't comprehend that it be deeper than Cadillacs You know that, right, you bite, you fuked up You won't be getting away this time, I'm real as hell, so what's up I rip shit wit pimp shit, I'm slangin it from the South Talk bad about the A-town, I'll bust you in your fuckin mouth Chorus proud graduate of Newbie University. Honor Student of Lord Magus's class. E-Mail Me | ||||
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