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OutKast - Last Call lyrics
(feat. Lil' Jon & The East Side Boyz, Mello, Slimm Calhou) [Chorus] Tell them niggaz that be holdin' the wall: FUCK Y'ALL!! Hit the flo' start shakin' it all, YES Y'ALL What we drinking, no we drinking it all We gon do it 'til we can't or we fall, Last call Tell them mutherfuckers holding the wall: FUCK Y'ALL!! Hit the Flo' start shaking it all, YES Y'ALL What we drinking, no we drinking it all We gon do it 'til we can't or we fall, Last call Now look here I'm gon hit da club man, I'm gon get some love I'm the coolest nigga ain't gon spend more than a dub I will tell dem broads and her chicken head friend No Fahrarri , no Jag, no Bentley, or a Benz Might just play the wall with this meal left on my grill Act like I'm da hater, the Haitian from Hankville I remember her I like she don't remember me When I was Cadillac, Hoop Deville, and Chicken Head Drillin' [Chorus with Lil' Jon & The East Side Boys] I'm gon get dat freshed out fade and then I'm gon get laid Like some finger-waves on pay day, my lady, you gon get paid Makin a early morning serenade for you to start your day Or the sound of a starter pistol fired close to where you lay Last call for alcohol, make a fast call for the hay The dirtier dot has em for me for me, The drought has ended today Wit no delay And a, four piece grizzle we on our way For a brief stay in a sweet place and a ??? to play [Chorus] The boy so wild don't crack no smile Deposit like the wild kingdom, fox makes the crocodile Popped tops and what we drink, so sit bak for a while Matter a fact, light that, and I'll be right back They want a couple more bottles I got something for em to swallow Anybody ever told you look like a model? You know the story, she bit the hook line to follow Got my hooks in the back and I'm a grind until tomorrow They call me Mac-Rapalicious, and when I bubble I blow-Trouble up, in your ear They call me Mac-Rapalicicious, and when I bubble Its, trouble all up in your ear [Chorus] Yes, I know when to excite dem hoes Me coup, reptili ya feet, bite them hoes Got a partner on his mind set, he say he loved it So cope strung I strip a bitch, Why he so dumb? I'm so pimp it's ridiculous Got tinted windows on my ride I'm inconspicuous Bump wit this gritty thang She ain't yours you wish she was We don't stop, it's so repeated and continuous ?? Hoki the fuckin ?? And ya crew will slick em out their draws, I'm so infamous Dead Serious From da club, to da caddy, to da holiday in From the dusk til the dawn we gon do it again [Chorus] |
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