[Andre:]
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Now sittin' in the bathtub listening to the Isley
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Brothers and others outside my door want to despise me
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Reminds me that everyone ain't cool the world is jealous
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Never could understand when my momma use to tell us
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"Don't take your food outside around your friends
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Unless you got enough to feed the neighborhood"
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The play has just began, follow me now
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Act 1 scene 2 the date 1/1/96 the time I don't know
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Mood disturbed, Ray goes on to say they trying to get over
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Like them niggas with the blinker on, I got my thinker on
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So I'm like word, How every you want to act is fine
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That is real as fishing raw I might be kissing God
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But I'm still in the bathtub so if you got cattle you best be fasting
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For 7 days and 7 nights we everlasting
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? on a quest to get my class ring just from them fhite wolks
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I will if it's the last thing
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I do
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[Hook:]
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Everlasting
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[talking:]
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Yeah, slick knowhatI'msayin'? I'm gonna tell you like this. Just cause I
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live the apartment don't mean you can keep puttin' notes under my
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windshield I tell you shortie gonna bust your ass about that shit.
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[Big Boi:]
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Hey y'all hey y'all hey y'all hoes
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Back up in this bitch rippin' tracks like I'm suppose
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Tommy and Ralph Lauren don't like niggas to wear they clothes
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Where your proof at? Who's that? Talking shit like those
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Keepin' the rumors up, I wish I lived in a fuckin' cage
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I ride the streets in Lexus all these hoes wanna be saved
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Go to college get a job because all you want to do is shake
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I use to hit club niggas but I gave taht shit a break
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Just like Maaco, Waco, burn it to the ground
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I bet you eatin' pork when your partners ain't around
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Backdraft things are Shaft slapping these hoes
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Just like he's suppose to, quote you
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"Big Boi is the pimp ass nigga that formed you"
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Like pottery, sloppily playin' hoes the lotteries
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OutKast did the dirt and now you swear your shit is poppin' see You bit
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beats, we makin' hits so give me your flag back
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I'm living in the SWATS so you may call me Daddy Fatsack
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Yeah you know what I'm sayin'? Like this. Everlasting
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[Hook]
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[Big Boi:]
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One in a million men passing the J off in the culture
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Don't y'all smoke a couple of pounds and get tore up y'all
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And tear the devil headquarter down to the grizzound
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Is how we hti house and puff a couple of good pounds
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Of good weed, PeeWee, my nigga Little Beewee
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We need a 50 box of Phillies and some bouncin' titties
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From the magic the flame niggas too is sharin' sequals
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Never payin' for no pussy
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You can shake it you can keep it to your self hoe
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[Andre:]
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You left your morals at the door, when you steeped in crept in
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Nigga this baby is at the beach so now you wondering
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Why your nigga done bust you in the fore, head
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Ain't no respect there so you just assed out like breech
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Delivery slivery got you swung on these types of things
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Go on from here to Bornhome to London
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England, Wall Street to y'all street
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Sometime I get bewildered and it throws a nigga like me off beat
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But I'm back on it
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Because we last forever sound good don't it?
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Rattling in your trunks like Fambu and the component
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Said that's it, man fuck that shit
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On and on and on and I'm out
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[Hook]
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Everlasting
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Outkast |