Verse 1: (andre 3000) hello, well good evening ladies and gentleman what we like to do right here, well first of all let me let you know who I am well, I go by the name of andre 3000, right and we hail from a little place called stankonia, GA, right you know right now everyone wants to be from space and like want to be from the country and everything like that you know, like really like the south is like it's cool to be from the south right about now, girls listen up torn between saturday night and early sunday morn I dont know I'm somewhere stuck in between, tween I'm out here knowing hip hop is dead the average ***** on my corner yelling, what the ***** you mean, mean see we ain't even seen, the mountain top counter clock wise goes the neighborhood hand me down and canned goods won't cut the gray poupon we got that make you run back to the drawing board can't afford to lose y'all, make me yawn one slash one slash ninety-one my teacher sees potential in me, says sit down son now let me tell you like I heard it, when I felt deserted it wasn't no other way to word it got my feelings murdered by the the bullet of bad the singer of sad songs to make you long for your mum and your dad plaid clash with polka dots I hope you ain't mad back up little mama I'm about to react Chorus 1: (andre 3000) yep, we ain't just funkin around nope, you dont want to see me clown nope tomorrow sounds like right now (sleepy brown) people have your party and please dont be late it's time to bounce, rock, roller skate, bounce, rock, roller skate hey *** mama there's no time to waste, it's time to bounce, rock, roller skate, bounce, rock, roller skate grab your partner, roll around, and feel the sound ah baby people have your party, don't be late it's time to bounce, rock, roller skate Verse 2: (big boi) well scotty, is beaming, lil' pookie 'nem scheming what's the use in living my *****, while you snoozing, I'm dreaming no tylenol PM, you amount to the same thing, everyday like per diem never trying to be nothing, better than you are being one nation under the cool, should be the rule when a young man or a young lady begins or starts grade school silence before violence, nine times out of ten times the quietest is the livest, fumbling through your privates daddy fat sax can I have you back, naw! ooh! you such a player, ooh! your southern drawl got me sprawled out, in your black book my name was crossed out went from starting second string, now you in the dog house reminiscin', a part of you was missing instead of arguments you think about the hugs and kisses if this is something hard for you to take you better, bounce, rock, roller skate (chorus)
Verse 1: (andre 3000) hello, well good evening ladies and gentleman what we like to do right here, well first of all let me let you know who I am well, I go by the name of andre 3000, right and we hail from a little place called stankonia, GA, right you know right now everyone wants to be from space and like want to be from the country and everything like that you know, like really like the south is like it's cool to be from the south right about now, girls listen up torn between saturday night and early sunday morn I dont know I'm somewhere stuck in between, tween I'm out here knowing hip hop is dead the average ***** on my corner yelling, what the ***** you mean, mean see we ain't even seen, the mountain top counter clock wise goes the neighborhood hand me down and canned goods won't cut the gray poupon we got that make you run back to the drawing board can't afford to lose y'all, make me yawn one slash one slash ninety-one my teacher sees potential in me, says sit down son now let me tell you like I heard it, when I felt deserted it wasn't no other way to word it got my feelings murdered by the the bullet of bad the singer of sad songs to make you long for your mum and your dad plaid clash with polka dots I hope you ain't mad back up little mama I'm about to react Chorus 1: (andre 3000) yep, we ain't just funkin around nope, you dont want to see me clown nope tomorrow sounds like right now (sleepy brown) people have your party and please dont be late it's time to bounce, rock, roller skate, bounce, rock, roller skate hey *** mama there's no time to waste, it's time to bounce, rock, roller skate, bounce, rock, roller skate grab your partner, roll around, and feel the sound ah baby people have your party, don't be late it's time to bounce, rock, roller skate Verse 2: (big boi) well scotty, is beaming, lil' pookie 'nem scheming what's the use in living my *****, while you snoozing, I'm dreaming no tylenol PM, you amount to the same thing, everyday like per diem never trying to be nothing, better than you are being one nation under the cool, should be the rule when a young man or a young lady begins or starts grade school silence before violence, nine times out of ten times the quietest is the livest, fumbling through your privates daddy fat sax can I have you back, naw! ooh! you such a player, ooh! your southern drawl got me sprawled out, in your black book my name was crossed out went from starting second string, now you in the dog house reminiscin', a part of you was missing instead of arguments you think about the hugs and kisses if this is something hard for you to take you better, bounce, rock, roller skate (chorus)
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