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[Big Boi]
February 1st, 1975 it happened
Was born in West Savannah way before I started
rappin
My mamma had a nigga at the age of fifteen
My daddy was sellin that sack, now he's gots
responsibilities
Stayed at me granny's while me mammy was at work
and she couldn't watch my every move so shit I
started servin
Around Frazier Home, down in the West Side
projects
Changin over foodstamps, and hittin a lick was
next see
I'm just a playa like that, my jeans was sharply
creased
I got a fresh white t-shirt and my cap is
slightly pointed East
So flyin, or floatin, a Brougham is what I'm
sportin
Sade is in my tape deck, I'm movin in slow motion
boi
So meet me deep in the streets that's where I
learned the capers
Us lickin blunts, lickin leaves, rollin reefer
papers
I'm slightly slouched, in the seats off in my
bucket
But the niggaz around the Ave. and the hoes, they
love me
They wanna be me and my family too
Because the money that I make be puttin cable off
in every room
So follow the beans, follow my lead through the
nooks and crannies
It's everyday life off in my hood so come and
holla at me
But go 'head on, with that foolishness bitch
Let me get lovely with my swerve because I'm true
to this shit
And if you comin with eight dollars, you shit out
of luck
Because the West Side ain't takin no shorts on
the dime
So fire it up
Chorus:
Now now now nine in my hand, ounce in my crotch
Diggin the scene with a gangsta slouch,
mmmmhmmmm!
(like that now, like this, and it don't quit, and
it don't stop)
Nine in my hand, oune in my crotch
Diggin the scene with a gangsta slouch,
mmmmhmmmm!
(and it don't stop, and it don't quit, it's like
that and ah)
See, niggaz in the South wear gold teeth and gold
chains
Been doin it for years, so these niggaz ain't
gone change
They comin around the ghetto so you might call em
soul
Been wearin furry Kangol's, so that shit is old
You might slang a rock or two just to pay the
rent
Five dollars for a table dance so now your
money's spent
You listen to that booty shake music in your
trunk
as long as there's that tic tic followed by that
bump
I'm down to stick a hoe if she got a G-strang
Cause the niggaz in the Pointe ain't changed,
main
You might call us country, but we's only Southern
And I don't give a fuck, P-Funk spot to spark
another
Chorus w/ variations (repeat to end)
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