OUTKAST - Wheelz Of Steel lyrics

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Intro: big boi<br><br>Uhh<br>As I sit in my b-boy stance<br>With flip-flops and socks, and sweatpants<br>We finna enhance your brain, check it out<br><br>Verse one: big boi, andre<br><br>Once upon a time not long ago<br>When the playa from the pointe didn't have no flow<br>A nigga hit me for my tennis shoes, walkin to the sto'<br>Caught a nigga slippin, but now I lay it to the flo'<br>Just like carbon, cuz I got the heat in my rhythm<br>Momma nay not, never braggin just to stay knot<br>Even when I was a younger lad I learned my lesson<br>Never talked to strangers in the trap and answered questions<br><br>The pope and his folks got us under a scope<br>But for unknown reasons cuz we don't sell dope<br>That you distribute, we don't contribute, to your clandestine<br>Activity, my soliloquoy, may be hard for some to swallow<br>But so is cod liver oil<br>You went behind my back like bluto when he cut up olive oyl<br>Two things I hate lies and thieves they make my blood boil<br>Boa constricted, on my soul that they call<br><br>Chorus: andre<br><br>Touched by the wheelz of steel...<br>Now show me how you feel...<br>Touched by the wheelz of steel...<br>Now show me how you feel...<br><br>Verse two: big boi, andre<br><br>It took your momma nine months to make it<br>But it only took a nigga thirty minutes to take it<br>Cut that kronk clean up I did, but I did so not safely<br>Don't want no aids, *clapping* no claps, or no rabies<br><br>Yo, we take no shit, like ummm, stopped up commodes<br>Gotta collect call, they done locked up my folks<br>Low blow, hit me in the left ventricle<br>We won't be able to ride out till two thousand fo'<br><br>But not for long cuz we got a better sack to serve<br>Tryin to take you other people for your rims at the curb<br>Fore you swerve and bust ya forehead, go head, go head<br>More head for me, while you ride to the beat<br><br>Drop, like tears, like for fears, you know<br>Shout shout let it all out, just for my peers<br>And pupils who feel like it's time to unwind<br>Like december 31st, on nineteen-ninety-nine<br><br>Chorus<br><br>Verse three: andre<br><br>Okay, like this, yeah yeah<br>One time for my boy doing king shit<br>Two times for legit and it don't quit<br>Three times for my folks in the drop top<br>Four times outkast and it don't stop<br>One time for my cuz doing queen thangs<br>Dead fresh to the teeth eatin chicken wings<br>Three times for my guhls in the beauty shop<br>Four times outkast and it don't stop<br><br>*long interlude, chorus again (fades)*