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Ain’t No Thang
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Yeah, Orga' No-I-Z-E
Outkast, y'know what I'm sayin'?
We up in here
Ready from the get go (blah, blah, blah)
Y'all hear my - go, it's André
Can yo' punk - come out to play (say)
Stay in your little hole, then coward tuck yo' head
You don't know who you be - with you's better off, dead
Is what I say, best run the other way
In case of physical breakdown, y'all can break now
My kitchen full of heat
If you can't take the temp make yourself exempt
Pussy footin' around be getting y'all nowhere but stuck
Nowhere to duck, bullets flying, - dying
By getting blasted, how drastic
They got the nerve to ask me why I do the things I do
I got the nerve to serve you up just like a waiter do
But naw (naw, naw), I take that back, that's my problem
Turnin' and walkin' away just ain't gon' work when they be robbin'
As long as Big Boi's still livin', never standin' by my lonesome
Step up - if you want some (yeah, yeah)
Ain't no thang but a chicken wang
We's havin' a smoke out in the dungeon with the Mary Jane
It's just the pimps, players, Mack daddies, East Point
It's all about that cess in yo' chest (it's the joint)
Ain't no thang but a chicken wang
We's havin' a smoke out in the dungeon with the Mary Jane
It's just the pimps, players, Mack daddies, East Point
It's all about that cess in yo' chest (it's the joint)
You softer than silicone, used to pump up -
It's that - down in the dungeon with them playeristic hits
I'm quick to stop a sucka flow like menopause at 50
Original ghetto bastard, so now I makes a switch
I used to sell dope
But in 1994 I'm makin' Southernplayalisticadillacmuzik
But see these voices in my skull has got me reminiscing
About the days back when me mammy had to work in kitchen
She had me makin' better grades to make a better life
But I never had no love or respect, 'cause we's gon' be alright
I ran the streets and broke my curfew 'cause I gave a -
I carried - and butcher knives
'Cause I was steadily in the mix, yeah
It was so hard to say goodbye, I'm a man now
I'm at the end of my street, so it's time to take my stand now
I call the wild because it's time to take the streets
So if you ain't got the vertebrae or big enough -, retreat
I'm ready to wet 'em up like cereal
Just an international player coming through yo' stereo (you see)
Ain't no thang but a chicken wang
We's havin' a smoke out in the dungeon with the Mary Jane
It's just the pimps, players, Mack daddies, East Point
It's all about that cess in yo' chest (it's the joint)
Ain't no thang but a chicken wang
We's havin' a smoke out in the dungeon with the Mary Jane
It's just the pimps, players, Mack daddies, East Point
It's all about that cess in yo' chest (it's the joint)
3-5-7 to yo' forehead, they'll be mo' dead, 'cause I'm a pro kid
But lord forgive me, I got to keep my milli right beneath me
My nine be doin' fine
Until these - wants to clear me off my street
But in my hood, hood, they hollerin' ghetto
Don't got no neighbours, they hit the pipe and never let go
But I feel for them like Chaka Khan feel for you
Ain't - that we can do but rest in peace, pour a brew
Off the concrete, remember when we ran deep
'Member at the party when we served them - dandy
They know not to test us, test me, do me, try me
Trippin' with the drama, my beretta's right beside me
One is in the air and one is in the chamber
Y'all ask me what the - I'm doin', I'm releasing anger
Quick to dodge danger, I'm taking it one day at a time
I got the fattest dimes around my way, you can sway with André
I'll take it to the Ho-Jo, just to let you know, yeah
Ain't no thang but a chicken wang
We's havin' a smoke out in the dungeon with the Mary Jane
It's just the pimps, players, Mack daddies, East Point
It's all about that cess in yo' chest (it's the joint)
Ain't no thang but a chicken wang
We's havin' a smoke out in the dungeon with the Mary Jane
It's just the pimps, players, Mack daddies, East Point
It's all about that cess in yo' chest (it's the joint)
It's on my friend, on the road again
I'm travelin' doing more than 65 on 85 off my Cadillac
I got that - Dre, he ridin' shotgun, and got my pump under my seat
In case these youngstes wanna have some fun
I'd do it if I have to bustin' - with this heat heater
Load in - up after - I'm packing my gauge, if I feel it
The -, the -, the -, the -
See I be bustin' - like my amp be bustin' speakers
So how do you figure that Big Boi be scared to blast ya
You 'posed to be quickest draw, my man, we hail 'em faster
Uh, 1-2-3, you need to think about the future
Before I - yo' - and dilute your blood with lead
From my hollow tips, I'll send you to an early grave
You - slave, you better try another way, to take me out
It's truly somethin' difficult, don't even run upon me
Unless you want your brain broke
I'm out of - letting loose my last -
I'ma kick you in yo' - and yo' - getting - whipped
Yeah, that's how I do, you know that's how I do
You know that's how I do (you see?)
Ain't no thang but a chicken wang
We's havin' a smoke out in the dungeon with the Mary Jane
It's just the pimps, players, Mack daddies, East Point
It's all about that cess in yo' chest (it's the joint)
Ain't no thang but a chicken wang
We's havin' a smoke out in the dungeon with the Mary Jane
It's just the pimps, players, Mack daddies, East Point
It's all about that cess in yo' chest (it's the joint)
Yeah and it don't stop and it don't quit
Yeah, it don't stop