yall so stupid - 85 south (soul messiah mix) lyrics
[verse 1 + logic]
i’m livin’ in atlanta but i ain’t no hick
step back before i stab you with my afro pick
crazy light in the ass but the sh+t i drop is heavy
i talk more sh+t than jive turkeys in the seventy
ridin’ in the streets with my n+ggas nuff deep
with the pimp on your beats to the skins in the jeep
to the web low the wop, biz mark till i drop
hip to the hop cause i hit a dirty cop
i’m crazy fed, my gun’s full of lead
this is the backup, i shoot to make sure you’re dead
but anyway let’s go back to the video tape
go for yours, i don’t slam dance or break
l!cks and lashes, a thousand boom bashes
i’m makin’ passes at the chick with the glasses
now you punks know what l’s about
with a spliff in my mouth, goin’ 85 south
hey, hеy, hey, hey, hey!
goin’ 85 south!
[verse 2]
i’m livin’ in thе decatur and i don’t need sh+t
wrote a million records but i never had a hit
coulda made a movie but my grandma flex
and i don’t need to mixed up in politics
f+ck that sh+t, i was livin’ in a slum
tired of hearin’ this little piggy had none
climbin’ up the ladder, doesn’t matter where you from
but i got it so bad that i had to get a gun
[verse 3 + h2o]
runnin’ through atlanta man ya never would’ve thought
i did so many heads, i never ever ever got caught
big boy bully in the south had extort
that i did it so much sh+t was lookin’ like a sport
but i could’ve stopped with the money in my face
zoomin’ 85 while i’m boomin’ to the bass
woulda had me chillin’ if somebody said ace
5+0’s on your ass gettin’ busy in the place
maybe he won’t know that i be drinkin’ when i drive
maybe he won’t know that i’m the big boy guy
bet you wanna hear i got away for your life
but the h got bagged goin’ south 85
hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
goin’ 85 south!
[verse 4]
materialistic, acrobat, hangin’ from the track
and yes skee+lo is crazy wack
bro don’t do that, slap your moms with my d+ck
wait, where’s my brick?
slap your moms with my d+ck
cause all y’all crazy ass n+ggas didn’t know
x did this track and threw that sh+t back+back
twin pipes on the back of my nova
the cop county just pulled my ass over
and for a while i had a wild doggy style
south on 85 for a whole half mile
the hippie flippin’ dope tracks anyway
catch ’em on wreck then 85 on a friday
tailgatin’ on ladies like a thief
ohhhhhh shaka t!!!
martyr is smarter, but the decatur is greater
somebody page the pager, yo peace, see ya later
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