| Lyrics: | [Big Boi]
Uh-huh, yeah, y'knahmtalkinbout?
A-Town connection right heah
You got
Youngbloodz, uhh
featurin Daddy Fatsack, y'knahmtalkinbout?
Outkast, y'knahmtalkinbout?
Yeah, like dis.. check it out
Chorus: repeat 2X (sung)
I know you're waitin
for daddy, it won't be long shawty
Be patient cause I'm comin to you
Ridin dirty on 85,
slow, takin it easy
I don't want nothin to keep me from you
[J-Bo]
Now the wind
blows as I'm on 85, and chiefin good
with a six-pack a that Colt 45 just like I should
And
if I could, I will, I might, get blowed tonight
If thangs go right, I'm gon' cut this hoe
tonight
So I'ma get a call, from this broad
Run the game like she ain't ready
But
still indeed, she on her knees, keepin thangs steady
like Betty Crocker, the face doctor
just as she swallows with passion
So now she braggin, laggin behind
What questions
she now be askin, so time is passin
Now I'm mashin on, I'm gone, livin in the world of hoes
So I suppose, it's goin down deep in yo' city
Cause in these parts, ain't nuthin bad hard
times
Now shawty, please, really
Chorus
[Big Boi]
Sheeeit
I'm
lookin for anythang, gonna cut'em up
like everythang, in my stable
Sir Lucius, with the
left foot, is ready willing and able
But these hoes will get on your nerves
Fuck all that
kickin 'em to the curb
You lackin that tolerance;
You let the hoe swallow it, get off in
yo' parlor an'
stab out to the cajun crab house
or the Jamaican cat house
or the
college, frat house
for the gul you just, mad house that rat house
And get you some scrub,
she ain't ya girl
Ske |
