Two Dope Boyz (in A Cadillac) Lyrics - Atliens - Outkast

Greetings, earthlings 

From the bottom of my lungs a nigga be blowing 

Spitting his game 

Coming up on ya from the South, the A-T-Liens ain't changed 

Cooler than most players claim to be 

A nigga that's from the A-Town see 

The home of the Bankhead Bounce 

Campbellton Road and other city streets 

Enough of the verality, fallacy, butter we speak not fiction 

Speaking of pulling yo girl looking at Jheri curls you bitches 

Everytime I rhyme for y'all, I'm looking to prove a point 

Kicking a freestyle every now and then 

But mostly off the joint 

See I smoke good cause see it go good wit them flows, bwoi 

The nigga the B-I-G like Tony Rich nobody knows why 

But me and my folks, cause y'all niggas jokes like the Joker 

I'm sick of these wack ass rappers like I'm tired of hoes in chokers 

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Who them boys that be having it crunk every occasion 

This side niggas dusting, that side niggas lacing 

But in the middle we stay calm, we just drop bombs 

Asking where we come from? South Post slums 

Its Just Two Dope Boyz In A Cadillac This ol' sucka MC stepped up to me 

Challenged Andre to a battle and I stood there patiently 

As he spit and stumbled over cliches, so called freestyling 

Whole purpose just to make me feel low, I guess you wilding 

I say look boi, 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 bench 

Just a nigga busting flows off in apartments 

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It goes Broughams to the Fleetwoods, Coupes to the Villes 

Hitting Girbauds and off these flows we having the playa chill 

In this atmosphere this ain't no practice here 

We cutting the fool now 

I'm doing ya at the house and throwing you out because I'm through now 

Don't you love the way we claiming Bankhead, stankhead 

Looking around the SWATS for the herb that's never tainted 

Fainted when you heard the burban serving on the block 

And all you biting individuals need to check yourselfs and stop 

Yeah tight like nuts and bolts, sluts and hoes they get evicted 

I'm dealing wit Queens in my castle ain't worth it to risk it 

Now tricks be looking at me like I'm they way up out the pro-jects 

Can't put you on my payroll, and no I ain't got no Rolex 

Or 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 mood 

While my partner got the squeegee and the windex 

Cause somewhere in my life I done went wrong jus like a syntax 

Error, bring the terror to your dome like P.E 

Prone to finish this out cause this be a free-style 

Now who them boyz that be having the crunk every occasion 

This side niggas dustin, that side niggas lacing 

But in the middle we stay calm 

We just drop...