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| Outkast - Morris Brown [Ft Scar-Sleepy Brown] |
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gotta luv 'em
Whether you like it or not he's back
D-A double D-Y Fat sacks
Ridin in the cadillac
Beating like some beat up
The game dun changed out-
kast came to heat it up
Sharp as a tack like i just left the church
(clean)
Smart as a tack when the shit don't won't
work (mean)
Ridin in the cadillac
Beating like some beat up
The game dun changed out-
kast came to heat it up
and everybody wanna know whats really goin on
is you and 3000 still making songs?
so on and so on
i can o-on and o-on
and on and on and on
Hell yes!
Music makes the world go round
where it goes (where it goes)
ya just don't know (ya just don't know)
my heart is like a marching band
i'm a fan in the stands
yes i am and i'm hollerin hey baby
sayin hey baby
So baby please don't leave me
Don't you go (don't you go)
Baby no, no, no (baby no, no, no)
my heart is like a marching band
I'm a fan in the stands
Yes I am and I'm hollerin'hey baby
Sayin' hey baby
Two dope boyz in the Cadillac still
'Kast with the crown on ya Cadillac Seville
I'll make your wheels of steel stand (still)
Like your DJ got killed
The fire marsh-
Fire marshall
Shut 'er down, time to go!
OutKast royalty by design of logo
Wanna count it out loud?
93, 94, 95, 96
Plus a dime, still that's fire
HOT like the perm on the back of your neck
Left it in too long
Now ya got Cabbage Patch silky
Ridin' in the Cadillac
Beatin' like some beat it up
The game dun' changed Out-
Kast came to heat it up
Bendin' corners like a crowbar, oh so unique
Got the pedal to the floor, but the 4-door
just creeps
Ridin' in the Cadillac
Beatin' like some beat it up
The game dun' changed Out-
Kast came to heat it up
Exotic, melodic melody jep, we got it
Funkin' for the funk of it and everybody want
it
*ROOF* You make a nigga put a dog on it
*ROOF* You make a nigga put a dog on it
Music makes the world go round
where it goes (where it goes)
ya just don't know (ya just don't know)
my heart is like a marching band
i'm a fan in the stands
yes i am and i'm hollerin hey baby
sayin hey baby
So baby please don't leave me
Don't you go (don't you go)
Baby no, no, no (baby no, no, no)
my heart is like a marching band
I'm a fan in the stands
Yes I am and I'm hollerin'hey baby
Sayin' hey baby
I'm tippin' my hat off to ya baby
cuz you're so fine, blow my mind
I put in the time
Everybody knows you can't let a pretty one
pass you by
Without sayin' hi
I'm so gone over you
Yes it's true
Baby do whatcha do
My nose is open so wide (so wide, yeah)
Lookin' at you such a pretty sight (so wide,
yeah)
My heart is on my sleeve (my sleeve, yeah)
And this is how it sounds to me (this is how
it sounds)
Music makes the world go round
where it goes (where it goes)
ya just don't know (ya just don't know)
my heart is like a marching band
i'm a fan in the stands
yes i am and i'm hollerin hey baby
sayin hey baby
So baby please don't leave me
Don't you go (don't you go)
Baby no, no, no (baby no, no, no)
my heart is like a marching band
I'm a fan in the stands
Yes I am and I'm hollerin'hey baby
Sayin' hey baby
Baby you and me
We make a musical masterpiece
I travel the land
Me and my band
We bringin' the church back to your feet
So wait baby
Don't leave me, baby
Say wait baby
Don't leave me, baby
[2X]
Tags : Outkast Morris Brown Scar Sleepy |
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Affichage : 311581
Durée : 270 s |
| OutKast _ Ghettomusick |
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Turn me up! Don't turn me down! / Cut me up!
Don't let me down! // (Hook): Find a way to
get out, without a hit out! You dig in! You
dig out! You get out! GhettoMusick!
GhettoMusick! / Find a way to get in, to fit
in! You get on, you get out! Without a doubt!
GhettoMusick! GhettoMusick! // (Verse1):
Climbing out this hole! (Climbing out this
hole) / With a frown on my face! (In the
place to be) / In the place to be and not to
be at the same time! // (pre-Hook):
G-H-E-T-T-O-M-U-S-I-C-K stay down
Tags : OutKast - Ghettomusick Ghetto Musick music hip hop rap funky andre 300 andre300 big boi boy bigboy bigboi out kast |
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Affichage : 265065
Durée : 264 s |
| Drama Feat Outkast Marsha - The Art Of Storytellin' Part 4 |
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Cannon... (Cannon...)
[Verse 1: Andre 3000]
So I'm watchin' her fine ass
Walk to my bedroom, and thought to myself
That's the shape of things to come
She said, Why you in the club, you don't make
it precipitate?
You know, make it rain when you can make it
thunderstorm
I'm like, Why?
The world needs sun
The hood needs funds
There's a war going on and half the battle is
guns
How dare I throw it on the floor
When people are poor
So I write like Edgar Allen to restore, got a
cord-
Umbilical attached to a place that can't
afford
No landscaping, Or window draping
This old lady told me,
If I ain't got nothin' good, say nathing
That's why I don't talk much
I swear it don't cost much, to pay attention
to me
I tell like it is, and I tell it how it could
be
The hood be
Requesting my services, Oh don't get nervous
it's
Step yo game up time, These ain't them same
old rhymes
Designed to have you dancin' in some club
Niggas write to me
Woman be up in they tub
Expoliating with hey pom poms
Yellin' GO 3000!
I'm in my whatever bumpin' Mois
A 100 miles in
Runnin' Runnin' Runnin' Runnin'
Summon
Woman
Come in
Sit down, heard you need some plumbing
Done in
I'm in
A swell mood
A rather swoll mood
Until she told me that she told dude
That she'll be back, she's going to the store
I didn't know she had a boyfriend, so the
door
I pointed her to
I said, Call me when ya'll break up
I don't fuck nobody bitch
And never on the Jacob, know what time it is
Nigga just tryin' to live
Like a Nigga supposed to live
If I still drink that malt liquor
I pour the beer
On the ground for niggas not around
I started off starvin'
Now they got me out here Brett Farve'n
Trynna see if I still got it... (got it...)
I guess it's like a fight think about it...
(oh oh oh no no)
... bout it... bout it... (oh oh oh no no)
Oh oh oh...
[Chorus: Marsha Ambrosius]
Nothin gonna stop us now
You can't stop us
What you gonna do right now
You can't run
We the boss in here we floss this shit cause
Ain't nobody doin it like we do oh no
Nothin gonna stop us now
You can't stop us
What you gonna do right now
You can't front we the-
Boss in here we floss this shit cause
Ain't nobody doin it like we do oh no
Oh oh oh no (OH NO)
Oh oh oh no (OH NO)
Oh oh oh no (OH NO)
They can't stop us
Oh oh oh NO!
[Verse 2: Big Boi]
So I Peep this bitch in BIP
I used to clip like Rob the barber
It seems she could'ntshape up
Cupcake her I didn't bother
She's a follower a hell of a swollower
Not a leader,
Got her 1st, 2nd, 3rd, and 4th string
I didn't need her.
I didn't mean to treat her
Like she was the main feature
Presentation, heard ya's a traitor
To the situation, more like a hassle
Because she had no keys to the castle
The queen sits on the throne
While this hoe ride down Old National
(ZOOM) gone head' hoe beat ya feet
DR-DR-Drop down and get yo eagle on freak
We ever-so-discreet with this meat
Got a whole lot to lose if paparazzi
Ever shot or shoot we
Meaning me and you
Us together in the lens
My ends would be gone
Just like some dro in the wind
Told da hoe you gonna win
Sho' nuff we gone pretend
To the land of make believe
Now come on and hit this hen...
Taking shots to the neck
Now that's love in ya mou-outh (Oh Oh Oh No
No)
Now we're affiliates
So don't give me the gangsta grill (Oh Oh Oh
No No)
No drama it makes no sense
I got a mean ass backhand (Oh Oh Oh)
And a (CANNONNN) that don't miss.
[Chorus: Marsha Ambrosius]
Nothin gonna stop us now
You can't stop us
What you gonna do right now
You can't run
We the boss in here we floss this shit cause
Ain't nobody doin it like we do oh no
Nothin gonna stop us now
You can't stop us
What you gonna do right now
You can't front we the-
Boss in here we floss this shit cause
Ain't nobody doin it like we do oh no
Oh oh oh no (OH NO)
Oh oh oh no (OH NO)
Oh oh oh no (OH NO)
They can't stop us
Oh oh oh NO!
[DJ Drama:]
I Realized recently,
That I was born for this position!
I took the fall for Hip-Hop!
And I stand in front of you stronger than
ever!
Watch what come next!
Valda lead it nigga! (oh oh oh no no)
DJ the fuck Drama
AMG!
Nothin can take me out my soul!
Nothin gonna stop us now
You can't stop us (NO!)
What you gonna do right now
You can't run
We the boss in here we floss this shit
Ain't nobody doin it like we do oh no
Nothin gonna stop us now
You can't stop us
What you gonna do right now
You can't front we the-
Boss in here we floss this shit cause
Ain't nobody doin it like we do oh no
Oh oh oh no (OH NO)
Oh oh oh no (OH NO)
Oh oh oh no (OH NO)
They can't stop us
Oh oh oh NO!
Tags : hip-hop DJ Drama Outkast Andre 3000 Big Boi Marsha Ambrosius Gangsta Grillz: The Album rap r&b soul |
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Affichage : 25398
Durée : 299 s |
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