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  • (Verse 1)Raised in the middle of the land full of bar-b-que stands and the brothers throw hands
    Everybody grittin gettin grands
    Kansas City were the pretty women make you say
    DWAM!Kicks it like a donkey cause we famous
    Wicked women want me cause
    I came upThis is were the homies trip and say what
    Yo we from the "Show-Me" get my money, p-p-pay up
    Got on my 501's and my gritter posture
    I fit her proper, if she papered
    I'm in her choppers
    Lettin her know this ninna dinner cost her
    And I'm finna squash her
    So animal like someone better get her doctor
    This boy is born and raised in
    KC, M.I.Z.
    Z.O.U.But once in a while
    I hit the
    L.K. (Lawrence, KS) for ladies
    Cause they straight be, in
    KUThen back to
    Kansas City were it's
    Gates all on they plate
    We think about it and we crave it when we vacate
    I represent the
    MO and all the way to
    K-StateCall me
    Tech N9ne but teachers and students call me
    A. Yates(Hook)
    I'm hella fine like the food at
    Ollie Gate's
    Strawberry, baked bean, mixed plate
    So everybody just bounce, rock, skate
    Can't wait
    O.G. Ollie
    GatesO.G.
    Like Ollie
    GatesO.G.
    Like Ollie
    GatesO.G.
    Ollie Gates
    O.G. Baby(Verse 2)
    This is Kansas
    CityWe be scoutin pretty young things yo we got her soused and
    Like dun deal
    I'm a pop her blouse and
    Get her hot and ready listenin to
    Roger Troutman
    Rest in peace baby, seven this beats crazy
    Teach babys we used to listen to this atleast 80
    We Kansas
    City steppin
    No question we reppin 56 and 57
    We know that if he jeffin then he's shady
    KCK's Gates got the chicken wings
    This will bring traffic when the people really want the crispy things
    So you better be listenin cause the don is sniffin green
    This is the mission get ya when you hittin your nicotine
    They got your money man and you know that they ain't
    Somethin delicious yea you know the tray say
    GatesThat's the place were they come and getcha if the pay late
    But I stay great cause everyones bangin the
    A. Yates(Hook)
    I'm hella fine like the food at
    Ollie Gate's
    Strawberry, baked bean, mixed plate
    So everybody just bounce, rock, skate
    Can't wait
    O.G. Ollie
    GatesO.G.
    Like Ollie
    GatesO.G.
    Like Ollie
    GatesO.G.
    Ollie Gates
    O.G. Baby(Verse 3)
    North-side where is you,
    EYSouth-side where is you,
    EYEast-side where is you,
    EYWest-side what it do,
    EY.. Tech
    N9neAin't nobody's sauce like this
    Ain't no other bar-b-que boss like this
    The Fiorella's might cost quite a bit
    Ya we do it but the fire ain't brought like this
    O.G. told me go see
    If the other city's
    Q is G.O.O.
    D.But he knew that
    I would find out slowly
    Just like my
    KC bar-b-que they cannot hold me,
    A. Yates(Hook)
    I'm hella fine like the food at
    Ollie Gate's
    Strawberry, baked bean, mixed plate
    So everybody just bounce, rock, skate
    Can't wait
    Now everybody say
    Lalalalalalalalalala, lalalalalalalalalala
    Now everybody say
    Lalalalalalalalalala, lalalalalalalalalala
  • (Verse 1)Raised in the middle of the land full of bar-b-que stands and the brothers throw hands
    Everybody grittin gettin grands
    Kansas City were the pretty women make you say
    DWAM!Kicks it like a donkey cause we famous
    Wicked women want me cause
    I came upThis is were the homies trip and say what
    Yo we from the "Show-Me" get my money, p-p-pay up
    Got on my 501's and my gritter posture
    I fit her proper, if she papered
    I'm in her choppers
    Lettin her know this ninna dinner cost her
    And I'm finna squash her
    So animal like someone better get her doctor
    This boy is born and raised in
    KC, M.I.Z.
    Z.O.U.But once in a while
    I hit the
    L.K. (Lawrence, KS) for ladies
    Cause they straight be, in
    KUThen back to
    Kansas City were it's
    Gates all on they plate
    We think about it and we crave it when we vacate
    I represent the
    MO and all the way to
    K-StateCall me
    Tech N9ne but teachers and students call me
    A. Yates(Hook)
    I'm hella fine like the food at
    Ollie Gate's
    Strawberry, baked bean, mixed plate
    So everybody just bounce, rock, skate
    Can't wait
    O.G. Ollie
    GatesO.G.
    Like Ollie
    GatesO.G.
    Like Ollie
    GatesO.G.
    Ollie Gates
    O.G. Baby(Verse 2)
    This is Kansas
    CityWe be scoutin pretty young things yo we got her soused and
    Like dun deal
    I'm a pop her blouse and
    Get her hot and ready listenin to
    Roger Troutman
    Rest in peace baby, seven this beats crazy
    Teach babys we used to listen to this atleast 80
    We Kansas
    City steppin
    No question we reppin 56 and 57
    We know that if he jeffin then he's shady
    KCK's Gates got the chicken wings
    This will bring traffic when the people really want the crispy things
    So you better be listenin cause the don is sniffin green
    This is the mission get ya when you hittin your nicotine
    They got your money man and you know that they ain't
    Somethin delicious yea you know the tray say
    GatesThat's the place were they come and getcha if the pay late
    But I stay great cause everyones bangin the
    A. Yates(Hook)
    I'm hella fine like the food at
    Ollie Gate's
    Strawberry, baked bean, mixed plate
    So everybody just bounce, rock, skate
    Can't wait
    O.G. Ollie
    GatesO.G.
    Like Ollie
    GatesO.G.
    Like Ollie
    GatesO.G.
    Ollie Gates
    O.G. Baby(Verse 3)
    North-side where is you,
    EYSouth-side where is you,
    EYEast-side where is you,
    EYWest-side what it do,
    EY.. Tech
    N9neAin't nobody's sauce like this
    Ain't no other bar-b-que boss like this
    The Fiorella's might cost quite a bit
    Ya we do it but the fire ain't brought like this
    O.G. told me go see
    If the other city's
    Q is G.O.O.
    D.But he knew that
    I would find out slowly
    Just like my
    KC bar-b-que they cannot hold me,
    A. Yates(Hook)
    I'm hella fine like the food at
    Ollie Gate's
    Strawberry, baked bean, mixed plate
    So everybody just bounce, rock, skate
    Can't wait
    Now everybody say
    Lalalalalalalalalala, lalalalalalalalalala
    Now everybody say
    Lalalalalalalalalala, lalalalalalalalalala