เพลง Ova Da Wudz (Explicit)

Ova Da Wudz - Outkast

Something's gotta give

Yeah you know what I'm sayin Uhh

Herring homes unh martel homes carver homes tekwood

Martin luther king bankhead

Under-cover over da hills and thru tha woods I go

Like green lights a southern ni**a that's comin fo' yo' throat

But not no guillotine see we be them southern playas

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 a 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 da pee-wee that we rolled up

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

Hootie hoo slapped ya boyz across the cheek wit Isotoners

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

Tell em Big Boi did it; I swear that ni**a 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 niggaz down the hall

That wanna 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

Tha deadly voice over drums we from ATL

Put tha SWATS SWATS on yo' car

Let's travel far tha 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 little 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

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

There's clouds of clowns seas of G's

Pro-jects packed with playas meditating on their knees

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

The sh*t that niggaz attempt cause they got other mouths to feed

Besides they own

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 a** for daddy puttin this gas off in my Cadi-llac

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 your f**kin necklace

You ol' p**sy-a** ni**a yeah