Outkast

Outkast - B

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Old school players to new school fools
 'Kast keep it jumpin like kangaroos
 but skew it on the bar-b we ain't tryin to lose
 Say 'I be got damnit they done changed the rules'
 (repeat 2X)

 Verse One: Andre Benjamin

 The common denominator, the nigga numerator
 Never know who the hater, niggaz cater to your ego
 I'm sorry like Atari whose the cousin to Coleco.. Vision
 caught a Rico, back on the street like Chico.. DeBarge
 he large and got a 'Llac in the garage
 Few parts here and there, I declare hard, my lawd
 One at Clark, one at Spelman
 Both know each other and it's cool, you can tell when
 he step off in the party women jump for joy
 But all the wild niggaz scheamin they gon' jump the boy
 for spittin all that bourgeoise, my watch, my car
 I'm a star -- I'd rather be a comet by far -- rrrahhh!

 Chorus

 Verse Two: Raekwon the Chef

 Deliver this through your audio, ghetto mafioso
 Grow hydro, then bag it up yo
 Price that longevity, suggest make moves
 slow take time grow eight, react nine blow
 Hydro slide raw like fuck Renaldo
 Fly ride though, shit lookin wild dope
 then glide yo, flippin the page, I go
 Watch five-oh, jump on my meat, ride slow
 Watch those, undercovers, cop those, rock those
 Glocks blows leave em baggy and collect spot grows
 Keep a watch froze, lean on the yacht and wash clothes
 Let the chop' blow, bag a half a block plot grows, what?

 Chorus

 Verse Three: Big Boi

 Boi, I bust raps like D-boys bust gats, shit
 We the type of people that don't bury the axe
 or the hatchet, everytime we see your link we snatch it
 Ridin round our hood talkin that dumb shit, your cabbage
 is cracked, like plumber's ass, and summer's grass
 I been in the game for a minute, seen some suckaz like y'all passin
 thinkin you're light skinned, aight then, lil' boy why you frightened?
 The Dungeon Family gon' be here nigga so keep writing
 I gotta hit The Source, I need my other half a mic
 because that _Southerplayalisticadillacmuzik_ was a classic, right!
 College Park, East Pointe and Decatur they got my back, so
 We gon' keep on jammin and stabbin off in the track, ahh
 Think it's time to bungee but buddy we will be back
 and I'm fin' to put some D's on the 'Llac, know dat!

 Chorus
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