Lyrics: Outkast. Southernplayalisticadillacmuzik.
Well it's the M I crooked letter comin' around the South
Rollin' straight hammers and vogues in that old Southern slouch
Please, ain't nothin' but incense in my atmosphere
I'm bendin' corners in my 'llac boi, cause that's how we be rollin' here
Deep, the slang is in effect because it's Georgia
Kicking the khakis and Adidas
Packin' yo' heaters cause you supposed to, cousin
Catfish and grits is how my flow flow
Rollin steady in that caddy but them 50 bottles got to go
See juice and gin used to be my friend, from the beginin'
And now I'm just a player sippin' sauce, every now and then
To catch a buzz like a bumble bee
Niggaz who tried to fuck with me
Get sprayed like Raid cause it ain't nothin' see
My heat is in the trunk along with that quad knock
No my heart don't pump no Kool-Aid
Jump and you'll get you sprayed
Hooray yo block the one and only Outkast
Many a niggas fallin' fast and I continue blastin', swiftly
They ain't gon' get me, got somethin' for 'em
The devil up in yo grill and you still don't even know' 'em
Show 'em, who's the okay, like collard greens and whole eggs
I got soul, that's somethin' that you ain't got that's why yo style is rotten
Stop in the land of ATL
Where nothin' but pimps, fully equipped
Quick to make a sale, swell
Swollen got my pockets, business boomin' like rockets
Folks try to stop it but they know that it's that
It's that southernplayalisticcadillac funky music
Now players if you choose it
You better make sure you don't abuse it
We gonna getcha high, high
Time to drop these bows, like Dusty Rhodes then I yell, "Ho"
We knockin' em off they feet like a southern hustler supposed to do
I's in the house, house like, a joint is lit for my kin folks
And all the niggaz that was down, since we been broke
Takin' 'em deeper than a submarine
So scream when you hear the team of two
My crew be thick as two fat hoes sittin' off in a Brougham
I'm packin' my tag backwards if you want to be actin' wrong
Word is bond like super glue, it's funky like poopa scoop
And every word I say you can true
Well okay dokey Kastout
I swear to God I got the highest boomin' Cadillac
The expialalistic coupe de ville
Can you handle that you rat?
I take my time cruisin' round the city malls
And under my seat for you suckers it's your final curtain call
The one two to the guage P U M P
You want to do a jack, I heat the barrel 'til it's empty, get me
See I get friendly gettin' in where I fit
Organized is on the track with the southernplayalistic shit
So copy my slang and bite my shit but don't try gafflin' me
'Cause sleepin' you'll get served with some southern hospitality
It's that southernplayalisticcadillac funky music
Now players if you choose it
You better make sure you don't abuse it
We gonna getcha high, high
Well southernplayalisticcadillac music has been laid
I may wait for all the air, they be rolling like that today hoes
So back up off get up on it if you want it cha'll
Looking for hoes and snitches was my thing on player's ball yup
So now I step, rather walk with the pimp limp
While my niggas are at East Pointe
With that College Park hemp smoke style
Is how I wanna end it on this track
So I pass it to my partner and step back up in my Cadillac
Step up in my shoes you crews sitting on Trues
And Vogues for the hoes only when we rollin' through
Atlanta skies be blue
The sun is beamin' it seemin' that I'm glisten, rather gleaming
20, 20 got me leaning to the side
Full of pride, now ain't that somethin'
I'm dippin' into your hood this ain't braile, but I'm bumpin'
Thumpin' out the roaches dungeon if ya'll missed it
Big Gimp, Goodie Mob, PA, Outkast southernplaylistic
It's that southernplayalisticcadillac funky music
Now players if you choose it
You better make sure you don't abuse it
We gonna getcha high, high
It's that southernplayalisticcadillac funky music
Now players if you choose it
You better make sure you don't abuse it
We gonna getcha high, high
It's that southernplayalisticcadillac funky music
Now players if you choose it
You better make sure you don't abuse it
We gonna getcha high, high
...
Rollin' straight hammers and vogues in that old Southern slouch
Please, ain't nothin' but incense in my atmosphere
I'm bendin' corners in my 'llac boi, cause that's how we be rollin' here
Deep, the slang is in effect because it's Georgia
Kicking the khakis and Adidas
Packin' yo' heaters cause you supposed to, cousin
Catfish and grits is how my flow flow
Rollin steady in that caddy but them 50 bottles got to go
See juice and gin used to be my friend, from the beginin'
And now I'm just a player sippin' sauce, every now and then
To catch a buzz like a bumble bee
Niggaz who tried to fuck with me
Get sprayed like Raid cause it ain't nothin' see
My heat is in the trunk along with that quad knock
No my heart don't pump no Kool-Aid
Jump and you'll get you sprayed
Hooray yo block the one and only Outkast
Many a niggas fallin' fast and I continue blastin', swiftly
They ain't gon' get me, got somethin' for 'em
The devil up in yo grill and you still don't even know' 'em
Show 'em, who's the okay, like collard greens and whole eggs
I got soul, that's somethin' that you ain't got that's why yo style is rotten
Stop in the land of ATL
Where nothin' but pimps, fully equipped
Quick to make a sale, swell
Swollen got my pockets, business boomin' like rockets
Folks try to stop it but they know that it's that
It's that southernplayalisticcadillac funky music
Now players if you choose it
You better make sure you don't abuse it
We gonna getcha high, high
Time to drop these bows, like Dusty Rhodes then I yell, "Ho"
We knockin' em off they feet like a southern hustler supposed to do
I's in the house, house like, a joint is lit for my kin folks
And all the niggaz that was down, since we been broke
Takin' 'em deeper than a submarine
So scream when you hear the team of two
My crew be thick as two fat hoes sittin' off in a Brougham
I'm packin' my tag backwards if you want to be actin' wrong
Word is bond like super glue, it's funky like poopa scoop
And every word I say you can true
Well okay dokey Kastout
I swear to God I got the highest boomin' Cadillac
The expialalistic coupe de ville
Can you handle that you rat?
I take my time cruisin' round the city malls
And under my seat for you suckers it's your final curtain call
The one two to the guage P U M P
You want to do a jack, I heat the barrel 'til it's empty, get me
See I get friendly gettin' in where I fit
Organized is on the track with the southernplayalistic shit
So copy my slang and bite my shit but don't try gafflin' me
'Cause sleepin' you'll get served with some southern hospitality
It's that southernplayalisticcadillac funky music
Now players if you choose it
You better make sure you don't abuse it
We gonna getcha high, high
Well southernplayalisticcadillac music has been laid
I may wait for all the air, they be rolling like that today hoes
So back up off get up on it if you want it cha'll
Looking for hoes and snitches was my thing on player's ball yup
So now I step, rather walk with the pimp limp
While my niggas are at East Pointe
With that College Park hemp smoke style
Is how I wanna end it on this track
So I pass it to my partner and step back up in my Cadillac
Step up in my shoes you crews sitting on Trues
And Vogues for the hoes only when we rollin' through
Atlanta skies be blue
The sun is beamin' it seemin' that I'm glisten, rather gleaming
20, 20 got me leaning to the side
Full of pride, now ain't that somethin'
I'm dippin' into your hood this ain't braile, but I'm bumpin'
Thumpin' out the roaches dungeon if ya'll missed it
Big Gimp, Goodie Mob, PA, Outkast southernplaylistic
It's that southernplayalisticcadillac funky music
Now players if you choose it
You better make sure you don't abuse it
We gonna getcha high, high
It's that southernplayalisticcadillac funky music
Now players if you choose it
You better make sure you don't abuse it
We gonna getcha high, high
It's that southernplayalisticcadillac funky music
Now players if you choose it
You better make sure you don't abuse it
We gonna getcha high, high
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