(Hook)(x2)
Don`t you be looking at me crazy like ya want to
The game is over k.b. baby won`t you
Just quit the contemplating cause
I`ll box you in your muthafuckin mouth
(Big Boi)
My Cadillac got that boom, boom in it, listen to it drop
Like cereal in your breakfast bowl just jumpin` off the top
A nigga don`t stop for squares or octagons prepare
I`m not the one you scared, the Piccolo Pimp done set up shop
Nigga you pop lock, for pop rocks, but I`m only poppin tweeters
And woofers and pussies be blowing purple wit` my feet up
I`mma eat up anybody who tests this, I`m blessed wit`
Super human powers, poke your chest in, the next of kin
Gone be the first one like some Mexicans to buck
Nigga you stuck like a truck in red dirt, you`s in church
And I`m the deacon speakin` while ya tweakin`
The preacher preachin`, reachin`, teachin`, speakin`, being, breathin`
You`re not, your clock stop, and now you`re laying in a pretty box
And now pastor is only talking `bout the pretty parts of your life
Your brother fuckin` your damn wife
You look for the pearly white gates, but you realize your fate
It`s too late, `cause you hate, you hate
It`s too late, `cause you hate
Punk pussy ass bitch, game over, who want some?! (Hook)
(Killer Mike)
Roll my blunts thick, like I like my bitch
Lick my blunts and spit, like she do my dick
Attempted murder dick, for ways I choke chicks
Spit it in her eye make it hard to focus
(Big Boi)
Killer Mike gonna calm down, things gonna get a little crazy
Ol` girl might yell rape G, you might as well give her a throat baby
Goop goobler, goop gravy, no dicking her down to the ground
Now you doing the Dirty South, know what I`m talkin` about
(Killer Mike)
Big Boi, my mentor, hear what you hollering about
But fuck that, I`m looking for love all in her mouth
Need her to gobble up jism, like school lunches
Need her to take cat beatings and throw punches
(Big Boi)
Like a swarm of locusts, no hocus-pocus
You wanna approach us, buzzards and vultures
We two of the dopest mic controllers
Stack big bank, honey folders
Even wit` rollers, I`m trying to told ya
Even loving, lavish, ladies, leaving, landmarks
Of Lemon-lime, lip gloss on your lavender lapels
Leaping lizards, keep me slizzard, my mind`s expanding
Readily rappin` and snappin`, snappin` and trappin`
That`s just what`s happening (Hook)
(J-Sweet)
A whey you want come dis
When you know you nuh fit
You better move you bombo
Before me start trip
Nuff a them a talk OutKast
Nuff a them a trip
Nuff a them come in like a bitch
Whey wear slip
A J-Sweet me name an` me already Chris
A OutKast me spar wid
So boy nuh try dis
If you dis boy shot knaw go miss
Gun shot a go teck you just like fits
Boy hear me song an` thought a remix
Brand new tune platinum hits
We nah gon` run and switch like no bitch
OutKast, J-Sweet, Killer Mike
