From the bottom of my lungs a nigga be blowin', In the zone like Keyser Soze, always the usual suspect

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   Everybody let me hear you say oh yea yer   Now throw your hands in the air   It's that same motherfucka that took them knuckles to your eye      Lyrics to 'Atliens' by Outkast. Now throw your hands in the air   No drugs or alcohol so I can get the signal clear as day   Everybody let me hear you say oh yea yer   Compartilhar no Facebook Compartilhar no Twitter.    And wave 'em like you just don't care   Or will it know to be the hard regardless of the skintone   Now everybody say   And wave 'em like you just don't care   If not I'll wait, because the future of the world depends on   Well it's the M - I - crooked letter, ain't no one better And when I'm on the microphone you best to wear your sweater Cause I'm cooler than a polar bear's toenails Oh hell, there he go again talkin that shit Bend, corner's like I was a curve, I struck a nerve And now you bout to see this Southern playa serve Found a way to channel my anger not to embark   [Big Boi]Well it's the M - I - crooked letter, ain't no one betterAnd when I'm on the microphone you best to wear your sweaterCause I'm cooler than a polar bear's toenailsOh hell, there he go again talkin' that shitBend, corner's like I was a curve, I struck a nerveAnd now you bout to see this Southern playa serveI heard it's not where you're from but where you pay rentThen I heard it's not what you make but how much you spentyou got me bent like elbows, amongst other things, but I'm not worriedCause when we step up in the party, like I'm out-you-scurrySo go get your fuckin' shine box, and your sack of nicklesIt tickles to see you try to be like Mr. PicklesDaddy fat sacks, B-I-G B-O-IIt's that same motherfucka that took them knuckles to your eyeAnd I try, to warn you not to test but you don't listenGivin' a shout out to my Uncle Donnell locked up in prisonHook: Andre (2x)Now throw your hands in the airAnd wave 'em like you just don't careAnd if you like fish and grits and all that pimp shitEverybody let me hear you say O Yea-er[Andre]Now, my oral illustration be like clitoral stimulationto the female gender, ain't nothin' betterLet me know when it's wet enough to enterIf not I'll wait, because the future of the world depends onTherefore, if not the child we raise gon' have that nigga syndromeOr will it know to be the hard regardless of the skintoneI really feel that if we tune it, it just might get picked onOr will it give a fuck about what others say and get goneThe alienators cause we different keep your hands to the skyLike Sounds of Blackness when I practice what I preach ain't no lieI'll be the baker and the maker of the piece of my pieNow breaker, breaker 10-4 can I get some reply?Now everybody say...Hook (2x)[Big Boi, Andre]Everyday I sit while my nigga be in schoolThinkin' about the second album at the Dungeon shootin' poolLike E-S to the P-N, cuz we adjust to the beat in the zone (zone)Honey I'm home but I'm not marriedCarried a lot of problems around being fustratedAnd now I'm sittin' at the end of the month I just made itLike you made the B teamAnd like the daddy's wife you makin' the coffeeYou heard the A-T-L-iensSo back the hell up off me...Softly as if I played piano in the darkFound a way to channel my anger not to embarkThe world's a stage and everybody's got to play their partGod works in mysterious ways so when he startsthe job of speakin' through us we be so sincere with this hereNo drugs or alcohol so I can get the signal clear as dayPut my glock away I got a stronger weaponthat never runs out of ammunition so I'm ready for war okayHook (2x), Music begins with lyrics © 2003 - 2020, 2.9 millions of lyrics Made with love in Belo Horizonte - Brazil.

Tem certeza que deseja sair sem salvar suas alterações. To the female gender, ain't nothin' better   Written by: André Benjamin / Antwan Patton. Like Sounds of Blackness when I practice what I preach and don't lie   Words of a chain I don't feel, Me and everything around me, is unstable like Chernobyl Tem certeza que deseja excluir esta playlist? Honey I'm home but I'm not married   The Lyrics for ATLiens by Outkast have been translated into 1 languages Well, it's the M I crooked letter, ain't no one better And when I'm on the microphone you best to wear your sweater 'Cause I'm cooler than a polar bear's toenails Atliens Lyrics, Outkast, Well, it's the M I crooked letter, ain't no one | | | ... Well, it's the M I crooked letter, ain't no one better And when I'm on the microphone you best to wear your sweater 'Cause I'm cooler than a polar bear's toenails Oh Hell, there he go again talkin' that shit Bend, corners like I … Now throw your hands in the air   I heard it's not where you're from but where you pay rent   Everybody let me hear you say oh yea yer   Daddy fat sacks, B I G B O I   God works in mysterious ways so when he starts  

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