YoungBlood​Z, Big Boi - 85 lyrics

Uh huh, yeah, y'knahmtalkinbout?
A Town connection right heah
You got Youngbloodz, uhh
Featurin Daddy Fatsack, y'knahmtalkinbout?
Outkast, y'knahmtalkinbout?
Yeah, like dis check it out

I know you're waitin for daddy
It won't be long shawty
Be patient cause I'm comin to you
Ridin dirty on 85, slow, takin it easy
I don't want nothin to keep me from you

Now the wind blows as I'm on 85
And chiefin' good
With a six pack a that Colt
45 just like I should
And if I could, I will, I might
Get blowed tonight if thangs go right
I'm gon' cut this ho tonight
So I'mma get a call, from this broad
Run the game like she ain't ready
But still indeed, she on her knees
Keepin' thangs steady
Like Betty Crocker, the face doctor
Just as she swallows with passion
So now she braggin', laggin' behind
What questions she now be askin'
So time is passin'
Now I'm mashin' on, I'm gone
Livin' in the world of hoes so I suppose
It's goin' down deep in yo' city
Cause in these parts, ain't nothing
But hard times now shawty, please, really

Sheeeit
I'm lookin for anythang, gonna cut'em up
Like everythang, in my stable
Sir Lucius, with the left foot
Is ready willing and able
But these hoes will get on your nerves
Fuck all that kickin 'em to the curb
You lackin that tolerance
You let the ho swallow it
Get off in yo' parlor an'
Stab out to the cajun crab house
Or the Jamaican cat house
Or the college, frat house
For the gul you just
Mad house that rat house
And get you some scrub, she ain't ya girl
Skeet-skeet one off and dip boi
I'm slick as a curl, smooth as a pearl
Don't, don't be givin no gifts boi
On the first date or the worst date
I'm goin all the way on the first play
Like Hail Mary's to field goals
I think I was put here to drill hoes
For real doe and while you blowin up my
Bar I'm off in your purse
To get my gas money then
I'm back on the 'spressway
And I'm out this verse, geyeah!

Man this shit gettin crazy
This girl wants to face me
Met her jes last week
Told me that her name was Stacy
Bad lil' bitch
Add her straight to my collection
Jump in my 'llac, in my pocket got protection
For thangs to go down
See I ain't playin around
Got a half a tank of gas, I'm 85 Southbound
It's a long ass way
I'm from the 20 side of thangs
She said it's dead serious
Hot like some lighter flames
Oh you know how it go, I'm the nigga
She the ho
She told me some mo', I shut my Cadillac do'
My hands on the grain
My pedal down to the ground
Ain't got my license
Back so I need to slow down
Now I'm scrapin the flo'
Shawty ain't got on no drawers
Man I'm breakin the law
Tryna' get me this broad
I don't know what it is
But shawty fine as hell
Slum-type that I like, straight from A T-L
Shawty yeah!