paroles de chanson Elevators (Me & You) - slowed + reverb - Outkast feat. slater
One
for
the
money,
yes,
sir,
two
for
the
show
A
couple
of
years
ago,
on
Headland
and
Delowe
Was
the
start
of
something
good
Where
me
and
my
nigga
rode
the
MARTA
through
the
hood
Just
tryna
find
that
hook
up
Now
everyday
we
looked
up
at
the
ceiling
Watching
ceiling
fans
go
'round,
tryna
catch
that
feeling
Off
instrumentals,
had
my
pencil
and
plus
my
paper
We
caught
the
86
Lithonia,
headed
to
Decatur
Writing
rhymes,
tryna
find
our
spot
off
in
that
light
Light
off
in
that
spot,
knowing
that
we
could
rock
Doing
the
hole
in
the
wall
clubs,
this
shit
here
must
stop
Like
"Freeze!",
we
making
the
crowd
move
But
we
not
making
no
G's
and
that's
a
no-no
Check
it,
a
one-two,
a
one-two
dope
niggas
in
the
Cadillac
They
call
us,
went
from
"Player's
Ball"
to
ballers
Putting
the
South
up
on
the
map
was
like
Little
Rock
to
banging
Niggas
say,"Motherfuck
that
playin"
They
payin',
we
stayin',
layin'
vocals
Locales
done
made
it
with
them
big
boys
up
in
this
industry
"OutKast,
yeah,
them
niggas,
they
making
big
noise"
Over
a
million
sold
to
this
day,
niggas
they
take
it
lightly
'96
gon'
be
that
year
that
all
y'all
playa
haters
can
bite
me
I'm
out
this
bitch
Me
and
you
Your
momma
and
your
cousin,
too
Rolling
down
the
strip
on
Vogues
Coming
up,
slamming
Cadillac
doors
Me
and
you
Your
momma
and
your
cousin,
too
Rolling
down
the
strip
on
Vogues
Coming
up,
slamming
Cadillac
doors
Back
in
the
day,
when
I
was
younger,
hunger
Looking
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
them
white
boys
Smoking
them
White
Golds
before
them
blunts
got
crunk
Chunky
asses,
passes
getting
thrown
like
Hail
Marys
And
they
looking
like
Halle
Berrys
So,
so
fine,
intertwined,
but
we
ain't
sipping
wine
We's
just
chilling,
I'm
the
rabid
villain,
and
I'm
so
high
Smoking
freely,
me,
Lil
B,
Reek,
Mone
and
Shug
And
my
little
brother
James,
thangs
changed
in
the
hood
Where
I
live
at,
them
rats
know,
"Momma,
I
want
to
sing
But,
momma,
I
want
to
trick,
and
momma,
I'm
sucking
dicks,
now"
We
moving
on
up
in
the
world
like
elevators
Me
and
the
crew,
we
pimps
like
'82
Me
and
you
like
Tony!
Toni!
Tone!
Like
this,
East
Point
and
we
gone
Me
and
you
Your
momma
and
your
cousin,
too
Rolling
down
the
strip
on
Vogues
Coming
up,
slamming
Cadillac
doors
Me
and
you
Your
momma
and
your
cousin,
too
Rolling
down
the
strip
on
Vogues
Coming
up,
slamming
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
saying
something,
talking
'bout
smoke
something
"Hey,
man,
you
remember
me
from
school?"
"No,
not
really"
But
he
kept
smiling
like
a
clown,
facial
expression
looking
silly
And
he
kept
asking
me,
"What
kinda
car
you
drive?
I
know
you
paid,
I
know
y'all
got
beaucoup
hoes
From
all
them
songs
that
y'all
done
made"
And
I
replied
that
I
had
been
Going
through
the
same
things
that
he
has
True,
I've
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
it
don't
move
your
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
gon'
continue
Me
and
you
Your
momma
and
your
cousin,
too
Rolling
down
the
strip
on
Vogues
Coming
up,
slamming
Cadillac
doors
Me
and
you
Your
momma
and
your
cousin,
too
Rolling
down
the
strip
on
Vogues
Coming
up,
slamming
Cadillac
doors
Me
and
you
Your
momma
and
your
cousin,
too
Rolling
down
the
strip
on
Vogues
Coming
up,
slamming
Cadillac
doors
Me
and
you
Your
momma
and
your
cousin,
too
Rolling
down
the
strip
on
Vogues
Coming
up,
slamming
Cadillac
doors
Me
and
you
Your
momma
and
your
cousin,
too
Rolling
down
the
strip
on
Vogues
Coming
up,
slamming
Cadillac
doors
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