bounce rock roller-skate At the party, fool around, ah baby People have ya party, dont be late Its to bounce rock roller-skate, bounce rock roller-skate [Big Boi
on course, course Make that track a corpse, corpse Rap, roll, utterly rocked with my mouth to the mic and my hand on my cock Cadillac OutKast just won't stop [Chorus] [Big Boi
[Big Boi] Well its the M I crooked letter comin around the South Rollin straight hammers and vogues in that old Southern slouch Please, ain't nothin
, yeah Chorus(2X): [Big Boi] It's on my friend, on the road again, I'm travelin No more than 65 on 85 off in my Cadillac I got that nigga Dre, he ridin
say motherfuck that playin, they payin We stay in layin vo-cals, locals done made it with them big boys up in dis industry, Outkast yea dem niggaz they makin big
the fall? Naw So don't get caught in appearance it's Outkast Aquemini another Black experience Okay [Hook] [Big Boi] The name is Big Boi Daddy Fat Sax
; I'm just so fresh, so clean (So fresh and so clean clean) I love when you stare at me; I'm just so fresh, so clean (So fresh and so clean clean) [Big Boi
t be, mad So know this, know that everythang's cool And yes I will be present on the first day of school, and graduation [Chorus] [Big Boi] Uh, uh,
don' took his shirt off talkin' 'bout "Now who else wanna fuck with Hollywood Court?" It's just my interpretation of the situation [Hook] [Big Boi]
gangsta rides Now I'm here to tell ya.. there's a better day When the player's ball is happenin, all day ery'day [Big Boi] Halle-lu-jah, halle-lu-jah
that fuss Everybody move to the back of the bus Do you wanna bump and slump with us We the type of people make the club get crunk Verse 1:(Big Boi)
(Instrumental)
Baghdad! [Dre] Yeah! Ha ha yeah! Don't even bang unless you plan to hit something {Choir} Bombs over Baghdad! {Dre} Yeah! Uhh-huh [Big Boi] Uno, dos,
whole country Thinkin that my city is the big lick for 96 94, Big Gipp, Goodie Mo, Outkast, a vision from the past Hootie Hoo...my white owls are burnin kinda slow chorus: [Dre
niggaz, I'm Huntin Red October I said my shit and ran my lyrics and now my verse is over Chorus Verse Three: Big Boi, Andre Wooo! Big Boi Got