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    "Red Velvet" Lyrics


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    Outkast: Red Velvet

    (Big Boi - talking)
    One more time for y'all, y-y-yeah, huh
    If you didn't know you know now, OutKast, Stankonia
    We shittin on everybody talkin that bullshit

    (Big Boi)
    Now Peter Piper picked a pepper, that was his downfall
    I'm down with Dre, he's down and 'cause he got my back y'all
    Ball if you want to, but do it with some class G
    Ask me, do OutKast got some flows so you can blast me
    Nasty, niggas on the point they see you shinin
    Engi-neers in the studio see me rhymin
    Don't get me wrong, got four albums they consistant
    You got a bodyguard, I let my nigga tote the biscuit
    Twist ya cap back, you got blood off on ya fur hat
    Cap, cap, ya link snap, you slump off in ya Cadillac
    But what though, some diamonds and a Bentley what you dyin for
    Aight hoe, I'ma bake my cheese and let my mic flow
    Prioritize to live through
    Tell these other niggas how you bought yo' kid some tennis shoes
    Let these brothers know that your momma she got her house too
    Let these niggas know that your sister will, uh, finish, college without you
    I doubt you do that though,
    so do this here and keep that bullshit out of our ear
    You too near me to not hear me, too open conceal me
    The love for the music keepin big boys spittin really

    'Cause they know where you live and they've seen what ya drive
    And they say they gonna put one in your helmet
    'Cause you brag 'bout that watch, and all them things that you got
    Them dirty boys turn your poundcake to red velvet

    How can you measure a nigga by multiple figures he may got, got, got
    Had he not purchased the newest Mercedes that lose it's value soon as you
    drive that bitch off the lot, lot, lot
    Would it still be that latest, most wanted, doggonit you want it
    He got it-type nigga 'round the town, town, town
    Had he not played it so flat,
    he ask you when half of these niggas hurtin and workin
    Would be he be found, found, found
    In a ho-tel (ho-tel) ??? ???
    With his dick shoved in ??? ???
    Bill Gates, don't dangle diamonds in the face
    Of peasants when he Microsoft'n in the place
    You gettin on my nerves, well I'm gettin on your case
    Consider your surroundings or you leave without a trace


    (Big Boi)
    I know you got the biggest bank roll and you ballin
    Follow the heater because the leader he is haulin
    Ass like Juan Valdez, I think he scared
    'Cause my nigga Khujo Goodie got that ??? to his head

    Little did he know that, waitin in the closet
    No matter what you call that, playboy sure got done
    Don was the one who came in contact
    With those with slow goals who prompt to sell crack
    On this megaphone, hey look where I'm on
    You off, he floss hard 'cause he celebrate the fact
    Little did he know that, waitin in the closet
    No matter what you call that, playboy sure got done

    (Hook) 2x
    This song was last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Thanks to Sheila for the contribution to this song.
    Copyright with Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc..
    Written by Andre Benjamin, Antwan Patton, David A. Sheats.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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