One for the money, yes sir, two for the A of years ago on Headland and Delowe Was the start of something Where me and my nigga rode the Marta, 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 the 86 Lithonia headed to Decatur Writing rhymes, tryna find our spot off in light Light off in that spot, knowing we could 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 that's a
it, a one-two, a one-two dope niggas in the Cadillac They call us, went from Player's to ballers Putting the up on the map was like Little Rock to banging Niggas say mothafuck playing, they paying, we staying laying vocals Locales done made it with big boys up in this industry "OutKast, yeah, them niggas, they big noise" Over a million sold to day, niggas they take it lightly '96 gon' be that year all y'all playa haters can bite me, I'm out this bitch
Me and you Your momma and your too Rolling down the strip on Coming up, Cadillac doors Me and you Your momma and cousin too Rolling down the strip on Coming up, Cadillac doors
Back in the day, when I was younger, Looking to fill me belly with Rally's bullshit Pull off, like it was supposed to be pulled Full as a tick, I was stoned like them white 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 ain't wine just chilling, I'm the rabid villain, and I'm so high Smoking freely, me, Lil B, Reek, Mone and And my brother James, thangs 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 '82, me and you like Tony Toni Tone (Like this, East and we gone)
Me and you Your and your cousin too Rolling down the on Vogues Coming up, slamming Cadillac Me and you Your momma and cousin too Rolling the strip on Vogues Coming up, slamming Cadillac
Got stopped at the mall the other day, heard a call the other way That I just came from, some nigga was something, talking 'bout Smoke something "Hey man, you me from school?" "No not really" But he kept smiling like a clown, facial expression silly And he kept asking me, "What kinda car you 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 same things 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 by the beat, like you live check-to-check If you don't move your feet then I don't eat, so we neck-to-neck Yes, we come a long way like them slim-ass cigarettes From Virginia, this gon' stop, so we just gon' continue
Me and you momma and your cousin too Rolling down the on Vogues up, slamming Cadillac doors Me and you Your momma and your too Rolling the strip on Vogues Coming up, slamming Cadillac