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| Outkast Big Boi And Dre Present... Funkin' Around [introduction by Andre] Hello, well good evening ladies and gentlemen What we like to do right here, well first let me let you know who I am Well I go by the name of Andre3000 alright? And we come from a little place called like Stankonia, Georgia right? You know right now everybody wants to be from space And folks like to be from the country and everything like that You know, like really like the South is like cool to be from the South right about now Girls listen up [Andre] Torn between Saturday night and early Sunday mornin' I don't know, I'm so unstruct in between-tween I'm out here knowin' hip-hop is dead; The average nigga on my corner yellin' what the fuck you mean-mean See we ain't even sing the mouth to chop counter-clock wise goes the neighborhood Hand me down some canned-goods, wont cut the Grei-pupon We got the layer-on, back to the drawing board can't afford to lose journey beyond One, slash one slash ninety-one, my teacher six foot incher man said sit down son And let me tell you like I heard it when I don't desert it It wadn't no other way to word it got my feelings scurred and By the, bullet of bad, the singer of sad, songs to make you long for your mom and your dad Plaid class with poke-a-dots, I hope you ain't mad Back up little mama I'm about to react [Chorus] Yup, we ain't just funky but wild, ah-ah No, you don't want to see me clown, ah-ah No, tomorrow sounds like right now, ah-ah [Bridge] People have ya party, but please dont be late Its to bounce rock roller-skate, bounce rock roller-skate Hey sexy mama, there's no time to waste Its to bounce rock roller-skate, bounce rock roller-skate At the party, fool around, ah baby People have ya party, dont be late Its to bounce rock roller-skate, bounce rock roller-skate [Big Boi] While Scotty is beaming LaPookie is skeeming Wait to you still live in my name-go, while you snoozing I'm dreaming I'm Tylenol PM, you mouth to the same thing everyday like Perdium Never try to be nothing but that what you're being, one nation under the cool should be the rule Wether young man or young lady begins or starts grade school Silence before violence, nine times out of ten times the quietest is the loudest Bumplin' through your privates, Daddy Fat Sacks can I have your back, Naw Ooh!, you're Such a playa, Ohh! your Southern ball Got me scrawled out, in ya black book my name was crossed out Went from starting the second string now in the dog house *WROOF* Remenicing, the party was missing, instead of arguements you think about the hugs and kisses If this is, something, hard for you to think, you better bounce, rock, roller-skate [Chorus] [Repeat first line of Chorus] [*trumpets*] |
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