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Verse one: big boi, andre



From the bottom of my lungs a nigga be blowin, spittin his game

Comin up on ya from the south, the a-t-liens aint changed

Cooler than most players claim to be

A nigga thats from the a-town see

The home of the bankhead bounce, campbellton road and other city streets

Enough of the verality, fallacy, butter we speak not fiction

Speakin of pullin yo girl lookin at jheri curls you bitches

Everytime I ryhme for yall, Im lookin to prove a point

Kickin a freestyle every now and then

But mostly off the joint

See I smoke good cuz see it go good wit them flows, why

The nigga the b-i-g like tony rich nobody knows why

But me and my folks, cuz yall niggas jokes like the joker

Im sick of these wack ass rappers like Im tired of hoes in chokers



Who dem boyz that be havin the cronk every occasion

This side niggaz dustin, that side niggaz lacin

But in the middle we stay calm, we just drop bombs

Askin where we come from...south post lodge



Chorus:



Its just two dope boyz in a cadillac (2x)



Verse two: andre, big boi



This ol sucka mc stepped up to me

Challenged andre to a battle and I stood there patiently

As he spit and stumbled over cliches, so called freestylin

Whole purpose just to make me feel low, I guess you whylin

I say look boi, I aint for that fuck shit; so fuck this

Let me explain on this child style so you dont miss

I grew up to myself not round no park bench

Just a nigga bustin flows off in apartments



Now who dem boyz that be havin the cronk every occasion

This side niggaz dustin, that side niggaz lacin

But in the middle we stay calm, we just drop bombs

Askin where we come from...south post slums



Chorus



Verse three: big boi, andre



It goes chromes to the fleetwoods, coups to the villes

Hittin girbauds and off these flows we havin the playa chill

In this atmosphere this aint no practice here we cuttin the fool now

Im doin ya at the house and throwin you out because Im through now

Dont you love the way we clamin bankhead, stankhead

Lookin around the swats for the herb thats never tainted

Fainted when you heard the bourbon servin on the block

And all you bitin indivuals need to check yourselfs and stop



Yeah tight like nuts and bolts, sluts and hoes that get evicted

Im dealin wit queens in my castle aint worth to risk it

Now tricks be lookin at me like Im they way up out the pro-jects

Cant put you on my payroll, and no I aint got no rolex

Or no diamond at the exit with a sign sayin "well rap for food"

My face is bawled up cuz I aint in a happy mood

While my partner got the squeegee and the windex

Cuz somewhere in my life I done went wrong jus like a syntax

Error, bring the terror to your dome like p.e.

Prone to finish this out cuz this be a free-style



Now who dem boyz that be havin the cronk every occasion

This side niggaz dustin, that side niggaz lacin

But in the middle we stay calm

We just drop......

Verse one: big boi, andre



From the bottom of my lungs a nigga be blowin, spittin his game

Comin up on ya from the south, the a-t-liens aint changed

Cooler than most players claim to be

A nigga thats from the a-town see

The home of the bankhead bounce, campbellton road and other city streets

Enough of the verality, fallacy, butter we speak not fiction

Speakin of pullin yo girl lookin at jheri curls you bitches

Everytime I ryhme for yall, Im lookin to prove a point

Kickin a freestyle every now and then

But mostly off the joint

See I smoke good cuz see it go good wit them flows, why

The nigga the b-i-g like tony rich nobody knows why

But me and my folks, cuz yall niggas jokes like the joker

Im sick of these wack ass rappers like Im tired of hoes in chokers



Who dem boyz that be havin the cronk every occasion

This side niggaz dustin, that side niggaz lacin

But in the middle we stay calm, we just drop bombs

Askin where we come from...south post lodge



Chorus:



Its just two dope boyz in a cadillac (2x)



Verse two: andre, big boi



This ol sucka mc stepped up to me

Challenged andre to a battle and I stood there patiently

As he spit and stumbled over cliches, so called freestylin

Whole purpose just to make me feel low, I guess you whylin

I say look boi, I aint for that fuck shit; so fuck this

Let me explain on this child style so you dont miss

I grew up to myself not round no park bench

Just a nigga bustin flows off in apartments



Now who dem boyz that be havin the cronk every occasion

This side niggaz dustin, that side niggaz lacin

But in the middle we stay calm, we just drop bombs

Askin where we come from...south post slums



Chorus



Verse three: big boi, andre



It goes chromes to the fleetwoods, coups to the villes

Hittin girbauds and off these flows we havin the playa chill

In this atmosphere this aint no practice here we cuttin the fool now

Im doin ya at the house and throwin you out because Im through now

Dont you love the way we clamin bankhead, stankhead

Lookin around the swats for the herb thats never tainted

Fainted when you heard the bourbon servin on the block

And all you bitin indivuals need to check yourselfs and stop



Yeah tight like nuts and bolts, sluts and hoes that get evicted

Im dealin wit queens in my castle aint worth to risk it

Now tricks be lookin at me like Im they way up out the pro-jects

Cant put you on my payroll, and no I aint got no rolex

Or no diamond at the exit with a sign sayin "well rap for food"

My face is bawled up cuz I aint in a happy mood

While my partner got the squeegee and the windex

Cuz somewhere in my life I done went wrong jus like a syntax

Error, bring the terror to your dome like p.e.

Prone to finish this out cuz this be a free-style



Now who dem boyz that be havin the cronk every occasion

This side niggaz dustin, that side niggaz lacin

But in the middle we stay calm

We just drop......

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