OutKast - Elevators - ONP 86 Mix (Me & You) lyrics
[OutKast - Elevators - ONP 86 Mix Me & You lyrics]
One for the money yes uhh two for the show
A couple of years ago on Headland and Delowe
Was the start of somethin good
Where me and my nigga rodes the MARTA
Through the hood
Just tryin ta find that hookup
Now everyday we look up at the ceiling
Watchin ceiling fans go around tryin
Ta catch that feelin off instrumentals
Had my pencil and plus my paper
We caught the 86 Lithonia headed to Decatur
Writing rhymes tryin ta find our
Spot off in that light
Light off in that spot
Known that we could rock
Doin the hole in the wall clubs
This shit here must stop like freeze
We makin the crowd move but
We not makin no G's and that's a no no
Yeah, uhh, check it
Ahh one two, ahh one two doe, niggas
In the Cadillac they call us went
From Player's Ball to ballers
Puttin the South up on the map
Was like Little Rock to bangin
Niggas say motherfuck that playin, they payin
We stay in layin vo-cals
Locals done made it with them big boys
Up in dis industry
Outkast yea dem niggas they makin big noise
Over a million sold to this day
Niggas they take it lightly
Ninety-six gon be that year that all
Y'all playa haters can bite me
Around this bitch
Me and you, your momma and your cousin too
Rollin' down the strip on vogues
Comin' up slammin' Cadillac doors
Me and you, your momma and your cousin too
Rollin' down the strip on vogues
Comin' up slammin' Cadillac doors
Back in the day when I was younger, hunger
Lookin to fill me belly
With that Rally's, bullshit, pull shit
Off like it was supposed to be pulled
Full as a tick I was, stoned like white boys
Smokin them white golds before
Them blunts got krunk, chunky asses
Passes gettin thrown like Hail Mary's and
They lookin like Halle Berry
So so fine, intertwined
But we ain't sippin wine
We's just chillin, I'm the rabid villain
And I'm so high
Smokin freely, me Lil B, Greet, Mon and Shug
And my little brother James
Thangs changed in the hood
Where I live at, them rats know
Mama I want to sing but
Mama I want to trick, and
Mama I'm suckin dicks, now
We movin on up in da world like elevators
Me and the crew we pimps like eighty-two
Me and you like Tony Toni Tone
Like this Eastpointe and we gone
Me and you, your momma and your cousin too
Rollin' down the strip on vogues
Comin' up slammin' Cadillac doors
Me and you, your momma and your cousin too
Rollin' down the strip on vogues
Comin' up slammin' Cadillac doors
Got stopped at the mall the other day
Heard a call from the other way
That I just came from
Some nigga was sayin somethin
Talkin bout "Hey man
You remember me from school?" smoke some
Naw not really but he kept
Smilin like a clown
Facial expression lookin silly
And he kept askin me, what
Kind of car you drive, i know you paid
I know y'all got beaucoup of hoes from
All them songs that y'all done made
And I replied that I had been goin
Through tha same thing that he had
True I got more fans than the average man
But not enough loot to last me
To the end of the week
I live by the beat like
You live check to check
If you don't move yo' feet then I don't eat
So we like neck to neck
Yes we done come a long way
Like them slim ass cigarettes from Virginia
This ain't gon stop so we just gonna continue
Me and you, your momma and your cousin too
Rollin' down the strip on vogues
Comin' up slammin' Cadillac doors
Me and you, your momma and your cousin too
Rollin' down the strip on vogues
Comin' up slammin' Cadillac doors
A couple of years ago on Headland and Delowe
Was the start of somethin good
Where me and my nigga rodes the MARTA
Through the hood
Just tryin ta find that hookup
Now everyday we look up at the ceiling
Watchin ceiling fans go around tryin
Ta catch that feelin off instrumentals
Had my pencil and plus my paper
We caught the 86 Lithonia headed to Decatur
Writing rhymes tryin ta find our
Spot off in that light
Light off in that spot
Known that we could rock
Doin the hole in the wall clubs
This shit here must stop like freeze
We makin the crowd move but
We not makin no G's and that's a no no
Yeah, uhh, check it
Ahh one two, ahh one two doe, niggas
In the Cadillac they call us went
From Player's Ball to ballers
Puttin the South up on the map
Was like Little Rock to bangin
Niggas say motherfuck that playin, they payin
We stay in layin vo-cals
Locals done made it with them big boys
Up in dis industry
Outkast yea dem niggas they makin big noise
Over a million sold to this day
Niggas they take it lightly
Ninety-six gon be that year that all
Y'all playa haters can bite me
Around this bitch
Me and you, your momma and your cousin too
Rollin' down the strip on vogues
Comin' up slammin' Cadillac doors
Me and you, your momma and your cousin too
Rollin' down the strip on vogues
Comin' up slammin' Cadillac doors
Back in the day when I was younger, hunger
Lookin to fill me belly
With that Rally's, bullshit, pull shit
Off like it was supposed to be pulled
Full as a tick I was, stoned like white boys
Smokin them white golds before
Them blunts got krunk, chunky asses
Passes gettin thrown like Hail Mary's and
They lookin like Halle Berry
So so fine, intertwined
But we ain't sippin wine
We's just chillin, I'm the rabid villain
And I'm so high
Smokin freely, me Lil B, Greet, Mon and Shug
And my little brother James
Thangs changed in the hood
Where I live at, them rats know
Mama I want to sing but
Mama I want to trick, and
Mama I'm suckin dicks, now
We movin on up in da world like elevators
Me and the crew we pimps like eighty-two
Me and you like Tony Toni Tone
Like this Eastpointe and we gone
Me and you, your momma and your cousin too
Rollin' down the strip on vogues
Comin' up slammin' Cadillac doors
Me and you, your momma and your cousin too
Rollin' down the strip on vogues
Comin' up slammin' Cadillac doors
Got stopped at the mall the other day
Heard a call from the other way
That I just came from
Some nigga was sayin somethin
Talkin bout "Hey man
You remember me from school?" smoke some
Naw not really but he kept
Smilin like a clown
Facial expression lookin silly
And he kept askin me, what
Kind of car you drive, i know you paid
I know y'all got beaucoup of hoes from
All them songs that y'all done made
And I replied that I had been goin
Through tha same thing that he had
True I got more fans than the average man
But not enough loot to last me
To the end of the week
I live by the beat like
You live check to check
If you don't move yo' feet then I don't eat
So we like neck to neck
Yes we done come a long way
Like them slim ass cigarettes from Virginia
This ain't gon stop so we just gonna continue
Me and you, your momma and your cousin too
Rollin' down the strip on vogues
Comin' up slammin' Cadillac doors
Me and you, your momma and your cousin too
Rollin' down the strip on vogues
Comin' up slammin' Cadillac doors