Flip Flop Rock
Yeah ATLiens style on y'all ass
Do or die, Aquemini
Killer Mike, Roc-A-Fella collaboration, holla!
Young Hov' in the place to be
Big Boi in the place to be
Andre 3000 shout out to public housing
I brought the whole hood with me
(You got red dirt in your afro)
Young Hov' in the place to be
Outkast in the place to be
Did you ever think that you would be the nigga on the block?
Didn't have to break a steering column, didn't have to cook a rock
A damn goodie two-shoes, that what they call you
Never judge a person or a book by its covers
Just because my tone is darker than yours, a little tanner
You never took the time out, examine yourself, boy
Are you Black, white, Asian?
Indonesian or Borean, that's Black and Korean
We on the same team if we breathing
I jumped off the subject to see if you was seeing
That we drop a little science off in every verse
They put that P.A. sticker on it 'cause they scared we gon' curse
But the knowledge is the power
The cowards get devoured
Any hour, any cipher, any way to any height
Because I might just snap on a fuck-ass nigga
Might clap a cap at a sucker-ass nigga
In the meantime, Daddy Fat Sax gon' chill out
He might just pull out his pistol
And let that thing whistle at your windshield or your residence
Superman to Clark Kents, you better be way harder
Than the park bench to start this
Marcus, Jason, my little brother James—
All my brothers from my mama, but Andre is just the same
Ain't no "uno," we a duo: deuce, dos, deux, a pair
A player stiffen the competition
Pressed like Levi's and Tuffskins
One minus one; negative one minus negative one is nothing
Busting D-Boi raps and player poems
The 'Kast shit ain't plastic, we smash it and move the crowd
And rock the crowd, original material while you bore 'em
Your live show consists of everybody's shit but yours
Do your own shit! In your live show (Biting-ass nigga)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Young Hov' in the place to be
Big Boi in the place to be
Andre 3000 shout out to public housing
I brought the whole hood with me
Young Hov' in the place to be
Big Boi in the place to be
Andre 3000 shout out to public housing
I brought the whole hood with me
Penelope Ann Cruz couldn't snooze
With her Eyes Wide Shut, before I asked to hit her gut
If you brunette, Legally Blonde, I might respond
Take you to Swan Lake and beyond
Antwan raps on, raps on
Clap-off, clap-on
I switch the flow so quick, you cannot fathom
I take a submarine two thousand leagues below the sea
And try to grab one line or sentence
Rhyme repentance, find the illest lyricist
And give him a clean bill of health
Wealth might make you look good, but you sound like shit
And your team looking shitty to death
My nigga Big Boi said
"Watch 'em as they gawk and they gander
You can follow, or lead like Commander Picard
You can have 'The Whole World'
Or be satisfied with the boulevard—overstand!"
This young player's rhyme
I forego'd the crime and I focused on rhyme
Focused on every word and line
Like a young Cassius Clay in his prime
I was born to talk shit and prove mine, and I'm
The epitome of raw rhyme
Got signed, got serious about the craft
Of raw rhyme and I got mine—Aqueminis
Murderous monster, move minds
Spit it so hard that it oughta be a crime
When you see I'm coming, holla "One-time," holla "One-time"
When you see I'm coming, holla "One-time" ("One-time")
Young Hov' in the place to be
Big Boi in the place to be
Andre 3000 shout out to public housin'
I brought the whole hood with me
Young Hov' in the place to be
Big Boi in the place to be
Andre 3000 shout out to public housin'
I brought the whole hood with me
Don't you like to groove
In your hoopty on your old, flip, flop, sweat shoes
To run yo' tennis shoes
Don't it matter to you
That Outkast we got that slump for y'all
Keep that funk for y'all
When I'm in the mood, I rock the S. Dot tennis shoes
As a interlude, I got the Gucci flip-flops
And I fix it up like gin and juice when I'm in them interviews
Dudes wanna know what he copped
And where you got that, and how could they buy that
"Where the million-dollar watch at?" Stop that!
"Why that? Why this?" Niggas wanna hijack the flyness
I'm on a whole 'nother plane
A whole different lane,
A whole 'nother game that I'm playin'
Understand what I'm saying?
Hov' and OutKast, what you think about that?
Really don't matter, though, what you niggas chatter, though
Anybody get out of line, then you trust
That the MAC'll go brap (Rrrat!)
Got you chilled for that alone
Back on the shit, back on the strip
Another hit, I'm not gon miss
Don't you like to groove
In your hooptie on your old, flip, flop, sweat shoes
To run yo' tennis shoes
Don't it matter to you
That Outkast we got that slump for y'all
Keep that funk for y'all
Do or die, Aquemini
Killer Mike, Roc-A-Fella collaboration, holla!
Young Hov' in the place to be
Big Boi in the place to be
Andre 3000 shout out to public housing
I brought the whole hood with me
(You got red dirt in your afro)
Young Hov' in the place to be
Outkast in the place to be
Did you ever think that you would be the nigga on the block?
Didn't have to break a steering column, didn't have to cook a rock
A damn goodie two-shoes, that what they call you
Never judge a person or a book by its covers
Just because my tone is darker than yours, a little tanner
You never took the time out, examine yourself, boy
Are you Black, white, Asian?
Indonesian or Borean, that's Black and Korean
We on the same team if we breathing
I jumped off the subject to see if you was seeing
That we drop a little science off in every verse
They put that P.A. sticker on it 'cause they scared we gon' curse
But the knowledge is the power
The cowards get devoured
Any hour, any cipher, any way to any height
Because I might just snap on a fuck-ass nigga
Might clap a cap at a sucker-ass nigga
In the meantime, Daddy Fat Sax gon' chill out
He might just pull out his pistol
And let that thing whistle at your windshield or your residence
Superman to Clark Kents, you better be way harder
Than the park bench to start this
Marcus, Jason, my little brother James—
All my brothers from my mama, but Andre is just the same
Ain't no "uno," we a duo: deuce, dos, deux, a pair
A player stiffen the competition
Pressed like Levi's and Tuffskins
One minus one; negative one minus negative one is nothing
Busting D-Boi raps and player poems
The 'Kast shit ain't plastic, we smash it and move the crowd
And rock the crowd, original material while you bore 'em
Your live show consists of everybody's shit but yours
Do your own shit! In your live show (Biting-ass nigga)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Young Hov' in the place to be
Big Boi in the place to be
Andre 3000 shout out to public housing
I brought the whole hood with me
Young Hov' in the place to be
Big Boi in the place to be
Andre 3000 shout out to public housing
I brought the whole hood with me
Penelope Ann Cruz couldn't snooze
With her Eyes Wide Shut, before I asked to hit her gut
If you brunette, Legally Blonde, I might respond
Take you to Swan Lake and beyond
Antwan raps on, raps on
Clap-off, clap-on
I switch the flow so quick, you cannot fathom
I take a submarine two thousand leagues below the sea
And try to grab one line or sentence
Rhyme repentance, find the illest lyricist
And give him a clean bill of health
Wealth might make you look good, but you sound like shit
And your team looking shitty to death
My nigga Big Boi said
"Watch 'em as they gawk and they gander
You can follow, or lead like Commander Picard
You can have 'The Whole World'
Or be satisfied with the boulevard—overstand!"
This young player's rhyme
I forego'd the crime and I focused on rhyme
Focused on every word and line
Like a young Cassius Clay in his prime
I was born to talk shit and prove mine, and I'm
The epitome of raw rhyme
Got signed, got serious about the craft
Of raw rhyme and I got mine—Aqueminis
Murderous monster, move minds
Spit it so hard that it oughta be a crime
When you see I'm coming, holla "One-time," holla "One-time"
When you see I'm coming, holla "One-time" ("One-time")
Young Hov' in the place to be
Big Boi in the place to be
Andre 3000 shout out to public housin'
I brought the whole hood with me
Young Hov' in the place to be
Big Boi in the place to be
Andre 3000 shout out to public housin'
I brought the whole hood with me
Don't you like to groove
In your hoopty on your old, flip, flop, sweat shoes
To run yo' tennis shoes
Don't it matter to you
That Outkast we got that slump for y'all
Keep that funk for y'all
When I'm in the mood, I rock the S. Dot tennis shoes
As a interlude, I got the Gucci flip-flops
And I fix it up like gin and juice when I'm in them interviews
Dudes wanna know what he copped
And where you got that, and how could they buy that
"Where the million-dollar watch at?" Stop that!
"Why that? Why this?" Niggas wanna hijack the flyness
I'm on a whole 'nother plane
A whole different lane,
A whole 'nother game that I'm playin'
Understand what I'm saying?
Hov' and OutKast, what you think about that?
Really don't matter, though, what you niggas chatter, though
Anybody get out of line, then you trust
That the MAC'll go brap (Rrrat!)
Got you chilled for that alone
Back on the shit, back on the strip
Another hit, I'm not gon miss
Don't you like to groove
In your hooptie on your old, flip, flop, sweat shoes
To run yo' tennis shoes
Don't it matter to you
That Outkast we got that slump for y'all
Keep that funk for y'all
Credits
Writer(s): Shawn Carter, Michael Santiago Render, Antwan Patton, David A. Sheats
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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