Outkast – Southernplayalisticadillacmuzik scritto da admin 20 Gennaio 2016 [Big Boi] Well its the M I crooked letter comin around the South Rollin straight hammers and vogues in that old Southern slouch Please, ain’t nothin but incense in my atmosphere I’m bendin corners in my ‘llac boi, cause that’s how we be rollin here Deep, the slang is in effect because it’s Georgia Kicking the khakis and Adidas packin yo’ heaters cause you ‘sposed to, cousin Catfish and grits is how my flow flow Rollin steady in that caddy but them 50 bottles got to go See Juice and gin used to be my friend, from the begin And now i’m just a player sippin sauce, every now and then To catch a buzz like a bumble bee Niggaz who tried to fuck with me Get sprayed like raid cause it ain’t nothin see [Andre] My heat is in the trunk along with that quad knock No my heart don’t pump no Kool-Aid Jump and you’ll get you sprayed Hooray yo block the one and only OutKast Many a nigga fallin fast and I continue blastin, swiftly Quickly, they ain’t gon’ get me, got somethin fo’ em The devil up in yo grill and you still don’t even know’ em Show’em, who’s the ok Like collard greens and whole eggs I got soul, thats somethin that you ain’t got That’s why yo style is ro-ten, Stop in the land of ATL Where nothin but pimps, fully equiped Quick to make a sale, swell Swollen got my pockets, business boomin like rockets Folks try to stop it but they know that it’s that… (Chorus) Its that sSutherplayalisticcaddilac funky music Now players if you choose it You better make sure you don’t abuse it We gonna get cha hiiiighh, hiiiighhh [Andre] Time to drop these bows, like Dusty Rhodes Then I yell ho We knockin em off they feet like a Southern hustler supposed to do I’s in the house, house like, a joint is lit fo my kin folks And all the niggaz that was down, since we been broke Takin em deeper than a submarine So scream when you hear the team of two My crew be thick as two fat hoes sittin off in a Brougham I’m packin my tag backwards if you want to be actin wrong Word is bond like super glue Its funky like poopa scoop And every word I say you can true [Big Boi] Well okey dokey KastOut I swear to God I got the highest boomin cadillac The expialalistic coupe de ville Can you handle that you rat I take my time cruisin round the city malls And under my seat for you suckers its your final curtain call The one two to the guage p-u-m-p You want to do a jack, I heat the barrel til it’s empty, get me See i get friendly gettin in where i fit Organized is on the track with the southernplayalistic shit So copy my slang and bite my shit But don’t try gafflin me Cause sleepin you’ll get served with some Southern hospitality (Chorus) [Big Boi] Well Southernplayalisticadillac music has been laid I may wait for all the … be rolling like that today hoes So back up off get up on it if you want it cha’ll Looking for hoes and snitches was my thing on player’s ball yup So now I step, rather walk with the pimp While my niggas are at East Pointe with that College Park hemp smoke style Is how I wanna end it on this track so I pass it to my partner and step back up in my Cadillac [Andre] Step up in my shoes you crews sitting on Trues And Vogues for the hoes only when we rollin through Atlanta skies be blue The sun is beamin it seemin That i glisten, rather gleaming 20/20 got me leaning to the side Full of pride, now ain’t that somethin I’m dippin into your hood This ain’t braile, but i’m bumpin Thumpin out the roaches Dungeon if ya’ll missed it Big Gimp, Goodie MOb, PA, Outkast Southernplaylistic (Chorus 3X)