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OUTKAST | Skew It on the Bar-B
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Old school players to new school fools
Kast keep it jumpin like kangaroos
but skew it on the bar-b we aint tryin to lose
Say I be got damnit they done changed the rules




The common denominator, the nigga numerator
Never know who the hater, niggaz cater to your ego
Im sorry like Atari whose the cousin to Coleco.. Vision
caught a Rico, back on the street like Chico.. DeBarge
he large and got a Llac in the garage
Few parts here and there, I declare hard, my lawd
One at Clark, one at Spelman
Both know each other and its cool, you can tell when
he step off in the party women jump for joy
But all the wild niggaz scheamin they gon jump the boy
for spittin all that bourgeoise, my watch, my car
Im a star -- Id rather be a comet by far -- rrrahhh!





Deliver this through your audio, ghetto mafioso
Grow hydro, then bag it up yo
Price that longevity, suggest make moves
slow take time grow eight, react nine blow
Hydro slide raw like fuck Renaldo
Fly ride though, shit lookin wild dope
then glide yo, flippin the page, I go
Watch five-oh, jump on my meat, ride slow
Watch those, undercovers, cop those, rock those
Glocks blows leave em baggy and collect spot grows
Keep a watch froze, lean on the yacht and wash clothes
Let the chop blow, bag a half a block plot grows, what?





Boi, I bust raps like D-boys bust gats, shit
We the type of people that dont bury the axe
or the hatchet, everytime we see your link we snatch it
Ridin round our hood talkin that dumb shit, your cabbage
is cracked, like plumbers ass, and summers grass
I been in the game for a minute, seen some suckaz like yall passin
thinkin youre light skinned, aight then, lil boy why you frightened?
The Dungeon Family gon be here nigga so keep writing
I gotta hit The Source, I need my other half a mic
because that _Southerplayalisticadillacmuzik_ was a classic, right!
College Park, East Pointe and Decatur they got my back, so
We gon keep on jammin and stabbin off in the track, ahh
Think its time to bungee but buddy we will be back
and Im fin to put some Ds on the Llac, know dat!






Más Canciones de este artista
Da Art of Storytellin (Remix)
Everlasting
In Due Time
Benz or Beemer
Phobia
The Whole World
Land Of A Million Drums
Vibrate
Take Off Your Cool
Draculas Wedding
Shes Alive
Love In War
Pink & Blue
Behold A Lady
Good Day, Good Sir
Roses
Hey Ya
She Lives In My Lap
Prototype
Where Are My Panties?
Spread
Happy Valentines Day
God (Interlude)
Love Hater
The Love Below (Intro)
Last Call
Reset
Flip Flop Rock
Knowing
Tomb Of The Boom
Muchas Letras © 2006