OutKast - Rosa Parks lyrics

[OutKast - Rosa Parks lyrics]

Uh huh, uh huh, baby, yeah, yeah
Cut it up, oh, oh, oh!
Uh huh, yeah, yeah, baby, uh huh
Uh-cracka, lacka lacka lacka, cracka
Lacka lacka lacka
Uh huh, baby, uh huh, yeah, yeah
Uh-cracka, lacka lacka lacka, cracka
Lacka lacka lacka
Baby, yeah, yeah, uh huh, uh huh

Ah ha, hush that fuss
Everybody move to the back of the bus
Do you wanna bump and slump with us?
We the type of people make the club get crunk
Ah ha, hush that fuss
Everybody move to the back of the bus
Do you wanna bump and slump with us?
We the type of people make the club get crunk

Many a day has passed, the night has gone by
But still I find the time to put
That bump off in your eye
Total chaos, for these playas
Thought we was absent
We takin' another route to
Represent the Dungeon Family like Great Day
Me and my nigga decide to take the back way
We stabbin' every city then we
Headed to that Bat cave
ATL, Georgia, what do we do for ya?
Bulldoggin' hoes like them Georgetown Hoyas
Boy, you sounding silly
Think my Brougham ain't sittin' pretty
Doing doughnuts 'round you suckas like
Them circles around titties
Damn, we, the committee, gon' burn it down
But us gon' bust you in the
Mouth with the chorus now, say

Ah ha, hush that fuss
Everybody move to the back of the bus
Do you wanna bump and slump with us?
We the type of people make the club get crunk
Say, ah ha, hush that fuss
Everybody move to the back of the bus
Do you wanna bump and slump with us?
We the type of people make the club get crunk

I met a gypsy and she hipped
Me to some life game to stimulate
Then activate the left and right brain
Said, "Baby boy
You only funky as your last cut
You focus on the past
Your ass'll be a has-what
That's one to live by or either
That's one to die to
I try to just throw it at
You, determine your own adventure, andré"
Got to her station, "Here's my destination"
She got off the bus
The conversation lingered in my
Head for hours took a shower
Kinda sour 'cause my favorite group
Ain't comin' wit' it
But I'm witcha 'cause you probably
Goin' through it anyway
But anyhow, when in doubt
Went on out and bought it 'cause
I thought it would be jammin'
But examine all the flawsky-wawsky, awfully
Sad and it's costly, but that's all she
Wrote, and I hope I never have
To float in that boat up shit's creek
"It's weak" is the last quote
That I wanna hear when I'm goin' down
When all's said and done and we
Got a new joe in town
When the record player get to
Skippin' and slowin' down
All y'all can say is, "Them
Niggas earned the crown, " but until then

Ah ha, hush that fuss
Everybody move to the back of the bus
Do you wanna bump and slump with us?
We the type of people make the club get crunk
Say ah ha, hush that fuss
Everybody move to the back of the bus
Do you wanna bump and slump with us?
We the type of people make the club get crunk

Ah ha, hush that fuss
Everybody move to the back of the bus
Do you wanna bump and slump with us?
We the type of people make the club get crunk
Say ah ha, hush that fuss
Everybody move to the back of the bus
Do you wanna bump and slump with us?
We the type of people make the club get crunk

Uh huh, uh huh, baby, yeah, yeah
Uh huh, yeah, yeah, baby, uh huh
Uh huh, baby, uh huh, yeah, yeah
Baby, yeah, yeah, uh huh, uh huh
Uh huh, uh huh, baby, yeah, yeah
Ah ha, hush that fuss
Everybody move to the back of the bus
Uh huh, yeah, yeah, baby, uh huh
Do you wanna bump and slump with us?
We the type of people make the club get crunk
Uh huh, baby, uh huh, yeah, yeah
Say ah ha, hush that fuss
Everybody move to the back of the bus
Baby, yeah, yeah, uh huh, uh huh
Do you wanna bump and slump with us?
We the type of people make the club get crunk

It's just major right here, you
Know what I'm saying, yo
Son, my niggas, your niggas is on it man
Straight up man
Word man, glad we got together to do this
You know on
Time-outs, everybody North, South
East, West, you know what I'm saying
We doing this thing right here
Straight up for hip-hop
We handling the Earth right now
You niggas don't even know for sure
You know what I mean? If
It wasn't for us tryna
Enlighten y'all niggas with all types
Of flows and flavors
The game wouldn't be the same
You gotta keep it innovative and new
Creative you know what I'm sayin'?
Some people don't wanna
Hear the same old thing over and over
No doubt, you gotta come provocative nigga
Know what I mean? Shit gotta be
Spine-tingling with mad styles and crazy
Dangerous, I mean, bust ya-shit-open beats
You know what I mean? It's like yo, niggas
Don't even know, son
Yo we gon' play some funky shit for ya
That's right
Straight up, pay up, pay up nigga
From East Point to Shaolin
Y'all better know that, yeah! Hit this Henny

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