Aquemini
OutKast lyrics
OutKast lyrics
"GANGSTA SHIT Lyrics"
Out of Focus Lyrics
I saw a glittering dawn I saw a beautiful morning Shining on the hill And I grabbed the cat by the tail The future with my finger nails But now I live in fear It's all out of focus It's all, baby, so unclear It's all out of focus It's all, baby, so unreal I saw towering spires I heard beautiful chimes I heard them peal I saw visions of grace I saw a heavenly place Then it disappeared Maybe I lied a little bit too much Maybe
I saw a glittering dawn I saw a beautiful morning Shining on the hill And I grabbed the cat by the tail The future with my finger nails But now I live in fear It's all out of focus It's all, baby, so unclear It's all out of focus It's all, baby, so unreal I saw towering spires I heard beautiful chimes I heard them peal I saw visions of grace I saw a heavenly place Then it disappeared Maybe I lied a little bit too much Maybe
Big Boi]
Some of that uh, LTD Lincoln Town Car
Some of that El Dorado funk, know what I'm talking about
Gangsta Shit, you know, lay back, cool out, yeah
You know we keep it crunk around here, A-town style
Getting head on the highways yeah, but this what I wanna know
[Hook]
Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit
Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit
Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit
Outkast, Goodie Mob and the Dungeon click
Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit
Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit
Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit
Dirty South nigga we straight gangsta pimps
[Big Boi]
O-U-T-K-A-S-T,O-N-P,G-O-O-D-I-E, so fresh so clean
Back with Stankona, Dungeon Family
Pearl Cadillac on dics adn vogues, flip flops, t-shirts and Dickies
It's the return of Billy Ocean, Cuervo is my drink
Stank, stank means you got the funkiest, dopest heat on the street
Th
The Audience is Listening Lyrics
Now stevie, now dont be nervous, honey, o.k.?Im gonna go in & im Gonna introduce you & then youre gonna come in with your guitar & youre Gonna play that nice, nice music you were telling me about; & while youre Doing that, Ill be sitting in the back of the. well have such a good time, So dont you be nervous, honey. it will relaw everybody, & well be so happy. Im gonna go n now. Ill introduce you, o.k.?heads up! now you kids you, All of you, calm down. that
ree G ski, Slimm, Big Boi and ths is C B-O-N-E Now stevie, now dont be nervous, honey, o.k.?Im gonna go in & im Gonna introduce you & then youre gonna come in with your guitar & youre Gonna play that nice, nice music you were telling me about; & while youre Doing that, Ill be sitting in the back of the. well have such a good time, So dont you be nervous, honey. it will relaw everybody, & well be so happy. Im gonna go n now. Ill introduce you, o.k.?heads up! now you kids you, All of you, calm down. that
If you need some back-up find Jerome,
ya girl gonna give you grief at home
Just tell these hoez wanna be on the same team that she's layin on
[Hook]
[C-Bone]
Dope boys in the trap like to stack the dough
When beef come areound can't let it go
When my funds turn legit i'm gonna let you know
Ridin rims real good down Old National
It's trappable, two bed, Jacuzzi bath, it's natural
Puttin cheese in ya stash, un-taxable futhermuckers get mad
Steady watching myself, got eyes in my back
Don't take no slack, when you managing the trap
If you work out, gotta get it right back
I trap by day boy, rap by night,
C-Bone in this Bitch College Park trump tight
[Hook]
[T-Mo Goodie]
I'm pimp tight, give a fuck, niggaz know what's up
It's T-Mo and Outkast in the back of my truck
We gotta simple little problem that we got to solve
It like it ain't about the money, we got
A Fool Am I Lyrics
This time, your story had better be good Or I may leave you, like I know I should You say you've missed me While I've been away Where d'you go, and who with? That's what I'd like to know You have the nerve to run out like you do You don't deserve all the love I give you Fool am I What a poor little fool am I Oh why can't I strong enough, long enough To say that we're through Fool am I Just a poor little fool am I But I can't get it understood, you're no
to handle the job This time, your story had better be good Or I may leave you, like I know I should You say you've missed me While I've been away Where d'you go, and who with? That's what I'd like to know You have the nerve to run out like you do You don't deserve all the love I give you Fool am I What a poor little fool am I Oh why can't I strong enough, long enough To say that we're through Fool am I Just a poor little fool am I But I can't get it understood, you're no
No colors or rags, just guns and masks
We not scared to blast and dip off fast
With the Dungeon click, just pulled a lick
Now what you really wanna know about the gangsta shit
[Slimm Calhoun]
Back on the scence, a sack of green sitting on crome and rubber bands
Paint looking like Candyland, it's Sllimm the South Paw triggerman
Flippin work and whippin weight, rock up, roll and get the papes
Chop them hoez and then you skate, ack to the block wit the deflate
Grams the O's, slabes to whole one's da flake
A young nigga holdin big face foldin
Pimps are known for catching runaways
A good hustler's known to keep his gun away
First nigga run up and try to jack mine,
first nigga fuck up to get flat lined
Pack still stainless Coupe and Verts brainless
Y'all don't wanna fuck wit me, the trunk be at bangin
Of the chain danling, y'all know that i'm form C.P
[Hook]
[Andre 3000]
Outkas wit a K, yeah them niggaz are ha
Hey Lucky Lady Lyrics
HEY LUCKY LADY Writer Dolly Parton Copyright 1975 Hey lucky lady lucky lady I was once the lucky lady I was happy with my baby I was such a lucky lady Hey lucky lady lucky lady you are now the lucky lady Are you happy with my baby you know you're a lucky lady you lucky lady Lucky lady that's what I was I was happy to have his love All a woman could wish for he was that and so much more He was mine and how I loved him before your hands ever touched him Long before your temptin' eyes lured
rd HEY LUCKY LADY Writer Dolly Parton Copyright 1975 Hey lucky lady lucky lady I was once the lucky lady I was happy with my baby I was such a lucky lady Hey lucky lady lucky lady you are now the lucky lady Are you happy with my baby you know you're a lucky lady you lucky lady Lucky lady that's what I was I was happy to have his love All a woman could wish for he was that and so much more He was mine and how I loved him before your hands ever touched him Long before your temptin' eyes lured
Harder than a nigga trying to impress God
We'll pull your're whole deck, fuck pulling your card
And still take my guitar and take a walk in the park
Any play the sweetest melody the street ever heard
Now bitches sucking on my nouns and I'm eating their verbs
Get full, and niggaz, niggaz,
pop, pop, lock, lock to the, to the beat, beat
As if pitbulls went out of style, made a vow to myself
If it's for the wealth i'll stop, well put i like this
It's like me selling some dope because my girlfriend wants to shop
Wrong reason, whatever the season, hey winter, spring, summer or fall
I dont stall, slow drag wit your brain against the wall
Yeah, nigga naw, we learn to the side don't fall
All y'all fuck boys, tuck toys inside your pants
Just to pull it out, point it at the ground and make a nigga wanna dance
Now what that be for, you're on that reefer and on that Tupac
In front of them oooh wops, trying to show out, that's the hoe route
Talking loud talking bout that's gangsta shit