Lyrics:
Is A Divine Play, You Are Praised By Nandi
You Stay On The Peak Of The Greatest Mountain Vindhya, You Give Joy To Vishnu, You Are Praised By Indra
O
him if he said to Shan, he said
"FUCK THAT!"
Bullshit, I'm not the one to get with
Pressure gets so violent
Givin' a fuck what I hit
I play your songs
his I don't do
Expenses I dumped you! ??
Outkast, Goodie Mob Dungeon Family
I thought you knew
[Hook]
[Cee-Lo]
There's this one in my stable
Bumping that Goodie Mob
Being treated like an Outkast
Cashous Clay and Collard Greens
Had Carolina on the map
I'm thinking to myself
Like how can I be part
the new Goodie Mob we gonna make the list
Sit by that ladder take a picture i don't wanna look awkward
I hope aint nobody beefing i don't wanna be hit no
Bitch, watch your mouth (bitch)
Nigga play with YSL (watch your mouth), nigga
Watch your house (watch your house)
S-L-I-M-E slime 'em out (slatt slatt)
didn't)
What's good, what's good, what's goodie and come on by this ain't war we bullies
War's a sport and lad you rookies (pussies)
Ran blaze 'n ghost
Maybe I remind her of her past
Maybe I think to far ahead of her simple ass
I treat her Goodie Mob
Baby we OutKast’s
Baby don’t be offended
Im just
this rhyme
Then bring your big bad ass to California
'Cause we ain't hard to find
Influenced by crime, addicted to grindin'
Where I can pile up my
this rhyme
Then bring your big bad ass to California
'Cause we ain't hard to find
Influenced by crime, addicted to grindin'
Where I can pile up my
complete it's fifty states to invade
Catch a flight to a-t-l, link up with rico wade
Outkast, goodie mob, bangin out the stereo
Smokefest, nine-nine, peep
Each character is represented by a different instrument of the synthesized
orchestra.
For instance, the part of Billy the Bird is played
by a flute
play
One more moment in the sun
Lay your whistles in the sand
And Campbell cut your strings
One sweet day you'll understand
The power of the King
So all
that they never forget
Have you ever seen a rockshow?
Have you ever had your flute blown?
Panic at the disco
No rhyme but san francisco
Panic
Its me, the brand new intelligent black woman why-O-why-O
Which is Yo-Yo, but I'm not to be played
Like I was made by matell
But this Yo-Yo is made
Its me, the brand new intelligent black woman why-O-why-O
Which is Yo-Yo, but I'm not to be played
Like I was made by matell
But this Yo-Yo is made
Its me, the brand new intelligent black woman why-O-why-O
Which is Yo-Yo, but I'm not to be played
Like I was made by matell
But this Yo-Yo is made
standin by what i said
Keep a bad bitch just to lay dine for bed fuck her and go ima leave her on read
I dont play games i play with no rules i had dat tool
heroes"
Uh, Massa used to breed us to be bigger to go play
Athletes of today in the NBA, make me proud
But there's somethin' they don't say
Keep
Is'a mack
I love gettin to this ladies
But not more than these paper stacks
Now rule one, get your cash on m.o.b.
Keep paper in my pocket my nigga
straight up, I can't knock ya
After Big Poppa, fuck all of Junior M.A.F.I.A.
The whole clique, dick sucked, ass licked
Leave your number by the phone,
callin' the plays like the coach (woo)
I got on Water by G (woo)
These diamonds, they wet like your hoe
Ay, nigga, I'm real as they come
Keep an SK
intelligent black woman Y-O-Y-O
Which is Yo-Yo, but I'm not to be played
Like I was made by matell
But this Yo-Yo is made by woman and male
I rhyme about
working I nigga i know
I make sure my family good
And I ensure my crew survival
We living by different rules nigga
Up then watch your moves nigga
Cause I
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