Ova Da Wudz

Something's gotta give!

Yeah, nah'sayin'?

Herring homes, uh, martel homes, carver homes, tekwood

Martin luther king (uh), bankhead

Under-cover, over the hills and through the woods I go

Like green lights, a southern nigga that's comin' fo' yo' throat

But not no guillotine see, we be them southern players

Remember the football socks, aerobic Reeboks and Decaturs, now

You up to par and ready fo' yo' lesson

I got an ounce of dank and a couple of drinks

So let's crank up the session

Like Tri-City high school, was pullin' 'em in a broke down Rabbit

I spit a couple of words and layin' em down was just a habit

Just like smokey, choking off the few weed that we rolled up

Talkin' about the click will get you laid down hella swoled up

Hootie Hoo slapped ya boys across the cheek wit' Isotoners

And went to tell yo' momma and yo' poppa that you was a goner

Tell 'em Big Boi did it, I swear that nigga be rhymin'

Every lyric that he spit be turnin charcoals into Diamonds and Pearls

Girl when you givin' up them draws, 'cause

I got a couple of niggas down the hall

That want to hit it too, I'm not the type to be actin' selfish

Set it out and let it out and I'll be right back just like Elvis

'Cause the postman rings twice

Hey Mr. Postman

Power, power, I come gimme some

The deadly voice over drums, we from, A-T-L

Put the S.W.A.T.S., S.W.A.T.S. on yo' car

Let's travel far, the southern star shines

Power, power, I come gimme some

The deadly voice over drums, we from, A-T-L

Put the S.W.A.T.S., S.W.A.T.S. on yo' car

Let's travel far, the southern star shines

Everybody wanna get signed, but (here to tell you)

Record companies act like pimps

Gettin' paid off what we made when we the ones that's fly like blimps

But ain't no Goodyear, I tell it like it is so I'm like look here

Just willin' to get what I deserve my kids to have a mother

And a lil' house, with a dog in the backyard goin' "Woof-woof"

Who knows what I'ma say soon's I leave this recording booth

Poof, back in the real world where birds fly (fly)

From Miami by way of Cuba to whoever wants to get that high (high)

There's clouds of clowns, seas of G's

Projects, packed with players meditating on they knees

Just to make them ends meet, like ground beef, you won't believe

The shit that niggas attempt 'cause they got other mouths to feed

Besides they own

Power, power, I come gimme some

The deadly voice over drums, we from, A-T-L

Put the S.W.A.T.S., S.W.A.T.S. on yo' car

Let's travel far, the southern star shines

Power, power, I come gimme some

The deadly voice over drums, we from, A-T-L

Put the S.W.A.T.S., S.W.A.T.S. on yo' car

Let's travel far, the southern star shines

There's some hoes in this house, damn right

I'm thinkin' about the way you skull me, guzz me

Suckin' me dry like deserts Mojave, Gotti, hotties and honeydips

Likin' the way you do me, screw me it make my money flip

Shakin' that ass for daddy puttin' this gas off in my Cadillac

Back, don't ever snap, packin' the gats and pimpin' whores

Hors d'oevres, swerve, hit the curb because I'm reckless

Back in the days when I was broke I'd snatch yo' fuckin' necklace

Yo, puss-ass nigga, yeah