Oh No lyrics
(featuring Bubba Sparxxx & Killer Mike)
From the movie "XXX: State Of The Union" [Big Boi] We're back This is MC extraordinaire Reporting to you for W-A D-F, generation one television We here in a remote area Somewhere way back up in the woods With members of the elite Dungeon Family Them boys in there workin' on some shit so fire I bullshit you not [Killer Mike] Ey, welcome to Purple Ribbon, prime-time official Killer Mike, y'all Killer kill from the ville, go hard on the rhyme Like a junkie on powder I go hard every line I'm a ex-Dope Boi but I still rap blow And I sold more horse than a polo sto' I'm destined to become a millionaire Similar to Phil Collins I can feel it in the air My car change colors like a millionaires Necklace, get reckless and touch my chain I put it in the air and bust your brain Any sucker out there tryna' take my cash Better pray God with him when I catch his ass Or he gon' lay there dyin' wit' a bullet in his ass We trendsetters off the chain rock wilders, y'all Sideline uppin' these haters and bench riders We trendsetters off the chain rock wilders, y'all Sideline uppin' these haters and bench riders We trendsetters off the chain rock wilders, y'all Sideline uppin' these haters and bench riders We trendsetters off the chain rock wilders, y'all Sideline uppin' these haters and bench riders [Bubba Sparxxx] Pardon my French but if you give me an inch I'm a take five kilometres and give it to the commoners Some dirty white boys and some boochie black girls Nearly one million sold but I'm still in that world That's why you won't see Bubba, buck head bouncin' Unless it's the cream and I'm upstairs countin' You know the type of bread that don't involve accountants Continuin' the legacy my forefathers founded We won a lot of battles but the war is still ragin' She's turned a lot of tricks but the whore is still agin' What is rap? What God gave me for my birthday You ain't D-F dawg, fuck what your shirt say Talkin' bout he's undeserving of the blessin's When truthfully the tat was roomin' them suggestions New ? clean in the game they ? We ain't them boys that you can't say earned it We trendsetters off the chain rock wilders, y'all Sideline uppin' these haters and bench riders We trendsetters off the chain rock wilders, y'all Sideline uppin' these haters and bench riders We trendsetters off the chain rock wilders, y'all Sideline uppin' these haters and bench riders We trendsetters off the chain rock wilders, y'all Sideline uppin' these haters and bench riders [Big Boi] Every now and then, me and my kin, we get to bussin' Not in the high school football game, I'm talkin' bout rhyme thrustin' I'm talkin' bout line crushin', somethin's simply bumpin' On the low straight out the oven like some blueberry muffins We got the stuffing like some Stouffers or somethin', macaroni, mackalicious Mack a bitch or a woman, there is a difference Not if the woman start bitchin', won't get in the kitchen Male, chauvinistic, nah, ho, you missed it I'm just kiddin', just playin', I'm just sayin' we humpin' around Like the ghost of Bobby Brown and Stankonia lingerin' round We have found profound sound above ground When we've split in two parts, no one can block us now Maybe top lock but we can't stop, let the great white head be severed We weathered the storm, with feathers, something we treasure (Well I never) and you never will, suckered up The Dungeon Family is here to stay and we don't give a flying fuck We trendsetters off the chain rock wilders, y'all Sideline uppin' these haters and bench riders We trendsetters off the chain rock wilders, y'all Sideline uppin' these haters and bench riders We trendsetters off the chain rock wilders, y'all Sideline uppin' these haters and bench riders We trendsetters off the chain rock wilders, y'all Sideline uppin' these haters and bench riders We trendsetters off the chain rock wilders, y'all Sideline uppin' these haters and bench riders We trendsetters off the chain rock wilders, y'all Sideline uppin' these haters and bench riders We trendsetters off the chain rock wilders, y'all Sideline uppin' these haters and bench riders We trendsetters off the chain rock wilders, y'all Sideline uppin' these haters and bench riders
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