One for the money, yes sir, two for the A of years ago on Headland and Delowe Was the start of good Where me and my rode the Marta, through the hood Just tryna that hook up, now everyday we looked up at the ceiling Watching ceiling go 'round, tryna catch that feeling Off instrumentals, had my pencil and my paper We caught the 86 Lithonia headed to Writing rhymes, tryna our spot off in that light Light off in spot, knowing that we could rock Doing the hole in the clubs, this shit here must stop, like "Freeze!" We making the crowd move, but we not making no G's, and a no-no
Check it, a one-two, a one-two niggas in the Cadillac They call us, went from Ball to ballers Putting the South up on the map was like Rock to banging say mothafuck that playing, they paying, we staying laying vocals Locales done made it with them big up in this industry "OutKast, yeah, them niggas, they big noise" Over a million sold to day, niggas they take it lightly '96 gon' be that year that all y'all playa haters can bite me, I'm out bitch
Me and you momma and your cousin too Rolling down the on Vogues Coming up, Cadillac doors Me and you Your momma and your too down the strip on Vogues Coming up, slamming doors
Back in the day, I was younger, hunger Looking to fill me belly with Rally's bullshit shit off, like it was supposed to be pulled Full as a tick, I was stoned like white boys Smoking them white girls, them blunts, got crunk, chunky asses Passes getting thrown like Mary's, and they looking like Halle Berry's So so fine, intertwined, but we ain't sipping just chilling, I'm the rabid villain, and I'm so high Smoking freely, me, Lil B, Reek, Mone and And my brother James, thangs changed in the hood Where I at, them rats know, "Momma I want to sing But I want to trick, and momma I'm sucking dick now" We moving on up in the like elevators Me and the crew, we pimps like '82, me and you Tony Toni Tone (Like this, East and we gone)
Me and you Your momma and your too down the strip on Vogues Coming up, Cadillac doors Me and you Your momma and your too down the strip on Vogues Coming up, slamming doors
Got stopped at the mall the other day, heard a call the other way That I just came from, nigga was saying something, talking 'bout Smoke something "Hey man, you remember me school?" "No not really" But he kept smiling a clown, facial expression looking silly And he kept asking me, "What car you drive? I know you paid I y'all got beaucoup of hoes from all them songs that y'all done made" And I replied that I had going through the same things that he had True, I've got more fans than the average man, but not enough to last me To the end of the week, I live by the beat, like you live If you don't move your feet then I don't eat, so we like Yes, we come a long way like them slim-ass cigarettes From Virginia, this ain't gon' stop, so we just gon'
Me and you Your momma and your too Rolling down the strip on up, slamming Cadillac doors Me and you Your momma and your too down the strip on Vogues Coming up, Cadillac doors