Lil Jon, Romance , Polow Da Don - Atl lyrics

We doin right here for all the
Folks, lil Jon, shorty pimp
And romance we gonna tell you what's up

In the atl, where we gettin crunk
In the atl, what's up what s up in the atl
Yeah we gonna tell you about something
In the atl

Where gangstas at, where the hustlas at
At the bar can't get hoes is where the
Bustas at, and if you see a sucka
Nigga, tell him get out get out
Now it was 2 in the morning when
Jon hit me in the hip
Talking bout shorty let's dip
I said hold on I'm getting head from this
Hoe, next thing I knew this
Fool knocking on my
Door, so of course I let him in, we both cut
The beesh, kicked the him out now we on
The highway heading east, not out of town
Please don't
Get it confused player, 9 out of 10 east side
In Decatur, so we riding these cops haters
Staring like we
Know them, mad cause the bourbon
Too clean for them
Lil Jon like damn big Sam in a jam, when
We got there this nigga talking
Bout he just playing
Now we sitting around, and I'm mad as hell
Till this girl walking from niggas yelling
(yes I will)
I said damn shawty where the rest
Of your dancing friends, they fell
Through with the gin, it's on again

In the atl, where you from, where you stay
In the atl, where we at
In the atl, yeah yeah what's up
In the atl, yo check this out

See it was me shorty pimp, walking with
A limp, fucking with the hoes, tryna
Get them out of their clothes, tryna
Cut it, that pussy fucking funny
She said nigga
You lucky you can get these pussy, I said
My nuts are as sweet as cookies
I'm the nigga they call lil jon, waving
My dick like a magic wand, i'm
Running shit in the atl, raising hell
But not rocking no fucking bells, like
Dmc, you know me, the motherfucking one
You want to be with
Shawty why don't you bend
That ass right over, so I can get
Lucky like a four leaf clover, then
I'm out, no doubt, now shorty pimp stick
His dick in your mouth, bitch, in the what?

In the atl, where you from where you stay
In the atl, what's up what's up
In the atl, yeah where we gettin crunk
In the atl

(Lil Jon) Yo, as me and shorty
Pimp jazzed smoothly to these hoes
Tell them a few things they must
Know, when you fucks me
You fucks the bmeand that
Includes the long time
(Polow da don) now where I be, hoe you know
What it is, what is ain't, cause you
Just got off that drank, cause
You just got back from the bank
Whitch made my pockets fatter
Than the ass of a rat, do it like that
Shorty pimp don't play that
(Lil Jon) from the cascade
Road, memorial drive, from
The East side, to the west side
We stay between some thigh's
(Polow da don) we so tired of ballin
But these
Hoes keep calling, lil Jon and shorty pimp
Shawty tell them who they with
(Lil Jon and Polow da don) we
Two swat niggas, two southern niggas
Two niggas cutting hoes so how
The fuck did ya figure?
(Polow da don) I don't know, they
Must gone in the brain
Gone off that Caine cause
Nigga we bringin pain

In the atl, yeah we runnin things
In the atl, what's up what's up
In the atl, yeah one time for my niggas
In the atl