Outkast - Two Dope Boyz (In a Cadillac) Posted by RAP OU CRĒVE 31 AUG 2021, 15:48 Share this : Share this: 695 Share this : Share this: Subscribe to RAP OU CRĒVE Share this : Share this: 0 LYRICS IntroGreetings, earthlingsVerse 1: Big BoiFrom the bottom of my lungs a nigga be blowingSpitting his gameComing up on ya from the South, the A-T-Liens ain't changedCooler than most players claim to beA nigga that's from the A-Town seeThe home of the Bankhead BounceCampbellton Road and other city streetsEnough of the verality, fallacy, butter we speak not fictionSpeaking of pulling yo girl looking at Jheri curls you bitchesEverytime I rhyme for y'all, I'm looking to prove a pointKicking a freestyle every now and thenBut mostly off the jointSee I smoke good cause see it go good wit them flows, bwoiThe nigga the B-I-G like Tony Rich nobody knows whyBut me and my folks, cause y'all niggas jokes like the JokerI'm sick of these wack ass rappers like I'm tired of hoes in chokersHook: André 3000 & PeachesWho them boys that be having it crunk every occasionThis side niggas dusting, that side niggas lacingBut in the middle we stay calm, we just drop bombsAsking where we come from? South Coast slumsIt's just two dope boys in a cadillacIt's just two dope boys in a cadillacVerse 2: André 3000This ol' sucka MC stepped up to meChallenged André to a battle and I stood there patientlyAs he spit and stumbled over cliches, so called freestylingWhole purpose just to make me feel low, I guess you wildingI say, "Look, boy, I ain't for that fuck shit—so fuck this""Let me explain 'only child' style so you don't dis'"I grew up to myself not round no park benchJust a nigga busting flows off in apartmentsHook: André 3000 & PeachesNow who them boys that be having it crunk every occasionThis side niggas dusting, that side niggas lacingBut in the middle we stay calm, we just drop bombsAsking where we come from? South Coast slumsIt's just two dope boys in a cadillacIt's just two dope boys in a cadillacVerse 3: Big BoiIt goes Broughams to the Fleetwoods, Coupes to De VillesHitting Girbauds and off these flows we having the playa chillIn this atmosphere this ain't no practice hereWe cutting the fool nowI'm doing ya at the house and throwing you out because I'm through nowDon't you love the way we claiming Bankhead, stankheadLooking around the SWATS for the herb that's never taintedFainted when you heard the burban serving on the blockAnd all you biting individuals need to check yourselfs and stopVerse 4: André 3000Yeah, tight like nuts and bolts, sluts and hoes they get evictedI'm dealing wit Queens in my castle—ain't worth it to risk itNow tricks be looking at me like I'm they way up out the projectsCan't put you on my payroll, and no I ain't got no RolexOr no diamond; at the exit with a sign saying "We'll rap for food"My face is bawled up cause I ain't in a happy moodWhile my partner got the squeegee and the Windex'Cause somewhere in my life I done went wrong just like a syntax errorBring the terror to your dome like PEProne to finish this out cause this be a freestyleHook: André 3000Now who them boys that be having the crunk every occasion?This side niggas dustin', that side niggas lacin'But in the middle we stay calmWe just drop–(Explosion) Back to: Animations