Chorus: Slick Rick Don't try to claim things I haven't earned honest man Slick Rick and OutKast is on this jam What kid? Diamond on the 2 2 grand Trying to help raise all youth to man Slick the Ruler Rick his space to slam Help clean up this land The reputation of this man Withhold and withstand
Verse One: Slick Rick
OutKast and Slick the answer is in it Hon you need to get your ass on the dancefloor this minute We bruise stuff, knock you out shoes, socks Show your ass, move your fuck out, we're mad smoove snots La-Di-Da-Di, mmmmm we like to party Don't make me get money and platinumize my body With bright stuff, known to earn a dyke's love Blind folks be like, "Somebody turned the lights off" Immense rep, poppin out a muffin Make famous artists that's dead hop out a coffin At the real estate, behavin type choosy Want a palace with the shit beige and light blue please Got the kid like "watch your melon" Since I came out of jail, it's like the planet gone bananas Lack of strength a badder fella had Lady lookin at me all stink, I had to tell her that
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Verse Two: Big Boi
Uhh, I went from _Player's Ball_ to bulldoggin From bulldoggin to bowhoggin Now bowhoggin and pimpwalkin That strictly fresh and street talkin And we all last like that there Ruin them all up like cat hair We never fall off like hat wear We some of the dopest MC's out there Now eat that, OutKast and Ricky D, bitch can you beat that? Remember the time I laid them down ?? ?? times I see that Just to sport a rhyme and break in new patterns like ?? Shuckin and jivin was never the style I'm gon' keep on ? this line Spittin that King Shit, you cling shit A tailor and a seamstress New gators for you haters and the penis for all you beatches Like an addiction cause I need it, hip-hop is that I be that Like a junkie showin your monkey, cause I sho' nuff like to beat it Might just eat it just to skeet it, fold you up like you was pleated Like some slacks and, relaxin, be strollin like some cats then I got a, baby daughter, and I feed her with this rappin Not trappin, b-boy, but rappin, huh
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Verse Three: Slick Rick
Seems everybody's open off the grammar The white fox pink velvet suit, white cabana Listen baby girl, genius Rick ta.. Dreamboat wish, you shoulda been clicked picture (Check her out) I don't know what you're tryin to figure out Down South, barbecue ribs fly out a nigga mouth And touchin me The Chosen, for such a will opposin Me and Big Boi tryin to give our children clothing Smokin love - do we provide dope enough? Even people UNBORN KID wide open off The enginin I'm sendin in Even make construction workers start actin kind of feminine (Hi!!) 10%'ll blast this hit from me and Big Boi Who represent the OutKast click A jealous cat, lack of strength a badder fella had Lady lookin at me all stink, had to tell her that
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Slick Rick and OutKast is on this jam.. Tryin to help raise all youth to man.. Slick the Ruler Rick his space to slam.. The reputation of this man..
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