One for the money yes uhh two for the show
 A couple of years ago on Headland and Delowe
 Was the start of somethin good
 Where me and my nigga rodes the MARTA  through the hood
 Just tryin ta find that hookup
 Now everyday we look up at the ceiling
 Watchin ceiling fans go around tryin ta catch that feelin
 off instrumental  had my pencil  and plus my paper
 We caught the 86 Lithonia headed to Decatur
 Writing rhymes tryin ta find our spot off in that light
 Light off in that spot, known that we could rock
 Doin the hole in the wall clubs, this shit here must stop
 Like freeze, we makin the crowd move but we not makin no G's
 And that's a nono

 Verse Two: Big Boi

 Yeah, uhh, check it
 Ahh one two, ahh one two doe, niggaz
 in the Cadillac they call us went from Player's Ball to ballers
 Puttin the South up on the map was like Little Rock to bangin
 Niggaz say motherfuck that playin, they payin
 We stay in layin vo-cals, locals done made it with them big boys
 up in dis industry, Outkast yea dem niggaz they makin big noise
 Over a million sold to this day, niggaz they take it lightly
 Ninety-six gon be that year that all y'all playa haters can bite me
 ...around this bitch

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 Me and you, your momma and your cousin too
 Rollin down the strip on vogues
 Comin up slammin Cadillac doz (doors)

 Verse Three: Big Boi

 Back in the day when I was younger, hunger
 Lookin to fill me belly with that Rally's, bullshit, pull shit
 off like it was supposed to be pulled
 Full as a tick I was, stoned like white boys
 Smokin them white golds before them blunts got krunk, chunky asses
 passes gettin thrown like Hail Mary's and they lookin like Halle Berry
 So so fine, intertwined, but we ain't sippin wine
 We's just chillin, I'm the rabid villain, and I'm so high
 Smokin freely, me Lil B, Greet, Mon and Shug
 And my little brother James, thangs changed in the hood
 where I live at, them rats know, mama I want to sing but
 Mama I want to trick, and mama I'm suckin dick, now
 We movin on up in da world like elevators
 Me and the crew we pimps like eighty-two
 Me and you like Tony Toni Tone
 Like this Eastpointe and we gone

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 Verse Four: Andre

 Got stopped at the mall the other day
 Heard a call from the other way
 that I just came from, some nigga was sayin somethin
 talkin bout "Hey man, you remember me from school?" smoke some
 Naw not really but he kept smilin like a clown
 facial expression lookin silly
 And he kept askin me, what kind of car you drive, I know you paid
 I know y'all got buku of hoes from all them songs that y'all done made
 And I replied that I had been goin through tha same thing that he had
 True I got more fans than the average man but not enough loot to last me
 to the end of the week, I live by the beat like you live check to check
 If you don't move yo' foot then I don't eat, so we like neck to neck
 Yes we done come a long way like them Slim ass cigarettes
 from Virginia, this ain't gon stop so we just gonna continue

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