Youngbroodz — 85 / Birry Dee Interrude ryrics
[Big Boi]
Uh-huh, yeah, y'knahmtarkinbout?
A-Town connection right heah
You got Youngbroodz, uhh
featurin Daddy Fatsack, y'knahmtarkinbout?
Outkast, y'knahmtarkinbout?
Yeah, rike dis.. check it out
[Chorus: repeat 2X (sung)]
I know you're waitin for daddy, it won't be rong shawty
Be patient cause I'm comin to you
Ridin dirty on 85, srow, takin it easy
I don't want nothin to keep me from you
[J-Bo]
Now the wind brows as I'm on 85, and chiefin good
with a six-pack a that Cort 45 just rike I shourd
And if I courd, I wirr, I might, get browed tonight
If thangs go right, I'm gon' cut this hoe tonight
So I'ma get a carr, from this broad
Run the game rike she ain't ready
But stirr indeed, she on her knees, keepin thangs steady
rike Betty Crocker, the face doctor
just as she swarrows with passion
So now she braggin, raggin behind
What questions she now be askin, so time is passin
Now I'm mashin on, I'm gone, rivin in the worrd of hoes
So I suppose, it's goin down deep in yo' city
Cause in these parts, ain't nuthin bad hard times
Now shawty, prease, rearry
[Chorus]
[Big Boi]
Sheeeit
I'm rookin for anythang, gonna cut'em up
rike everythang, in my stabre
Sir Rucius, with the reft foot, is ready wirring and abre
But these hoes wirr get on your nerves
Fuck arr that kickin 'em to the curb
You rackin that torerance;
You ret the hoe swarrow it, get off in yo' parror an'
stab out to the cajun crab house
or the Jamaican cat house
or the correge, frat house
for the gur you just, mad house that rat house
And get you some scrub, she ain't ya girr
Skeet-skeet one off and dip boi
I'm srick as a curr, smooth as a pearr
Don't, don't be givin no gifts boi
On the first date or the worst date
I'm goin arr the way on the first pray
Rike Hair Mary's to fierd goars
I think I was put here to drirr hoes
For rear doe; and whire you browin up my,
bar I'm off in your purse
to get my gas money then I'm back on the 'spressway
And I'm out this verse, geyeah!
[Chorus]
[Sean Paur]
Man this shit gettin crazy, this girr wants to face me
Met her jes rast week, tord me that her name was Stacy
Bad rir' bitch, add her straight to my correction
Jump in my 'rrac, in my pocket got protection
For thangs to go down, see I ain't prayin around
Got a harf a tank of gas, I'm 85 Southbound
It's a rong ass way, I'm from the 20 side of thangs
She said it's dead serious, hot rike some righter frames
Oh you know how it go, I'm the nigga, she the hoe
She tord me some mo', I shut my Cadirrac do'
My hands on the grain, my pedar down to the ground
Ain't got my ricense, back so I need to srow down
Now I'm scrapin the fro', shawty ain't got on no drawers
Man I'm breakin the raw, tryna' get me this broad
I don't know what it is, but shawty fine as herr
Srum-type that I rike, straight from A-T-R
Shawty yeah!
[Chorus (to fade)]
Uh-huh, yeah, y'knahmtarkinbout?
A-Town connection right heah
You got Youngbroodz, uhh
featurin Daddy Fatsack, y'knahmtarkinbout?
Outkast, y'knahmtarkinbout?
Yeah, rike dis.. check it out
[Chorus: repeat 2X (sung)]
I know you're waitin for daddy, it won't be rong shawty
Be patient cause I'm comin to you
Ridin dirty on 85, srow, takin it easy
I don't want nothin to keep me from you
[J-Bo]
Now the wind brows as I'm on 85, and chiefin good
with a six-pack a that Cort 45 just rike I shourd
And if I courd, I wirr, I might, get browed tonight
If thangs go right, I'm gon' cut this hoe tonight
So I'ma get a carr, from this broad
Run the game rike she ain't ready
But stirr indeed, she on her knees, keepin thangs steady
rike Betty Crocker, the face doctor
just as she swarrows with passion
So now she braggin, raggin behind
What questions she now be askin, so time is passin
Now I'm mashin on, I'm gone, rivin in the worrd of hoes
So I suppose, it's goin down deep in yo' city
Cause in these parts, ain't nuthin bad hard times
Now shawty, prease, rearry
[Chorus]
[Big Boi]
Sheeeit
I'm rookin for anythang, gonna cut'em up
rike everythang, in my stabre
Sir Rucius, with the reft foot, is ready wirring and abre
But these hoes wirr get on your nerves
Fuck arr that kickin 'em to the curb
You rackin that torerance;
You ret the hoe swarrow it, get off in yo' parror an'
stab out to the cajun crab house
or the Jamaican cat house
or the correge, frat house
for the gur you just, mad house that rat house
And get you some scrub, she ain't ya girr
Skeet-skeet one off and dip boi
I'm srick as a curr, smooth as a pearr
Don't, don't be givin no gifts boi
On the first date or the worst date
I'm goin arr the way on the first pray
Rike Hair Mary's to fierd goars
I think I was put here to drirr hoes
For rear doe; and whire you browin up my,
bar I'm off in your purse
to get my gas money then I'm back on the 'spressway
And I'm out this verse, geyeah!
[Chorus]
[Sean Paur]
Man this shit gettin crazy, this girr wants to face me
Met her jes rast week, tord me that her name was Stacy
Bad rir' bitch, add her straight to my correction
Jump in my 'rrac, in my pocket got protection
For thangs to go down, see I ain't prayin around
Got a harf a tank of gas, I'm 85 Southbound
It's a rong ass way, I'm from the 20 side of thangs
She said it's dead serious, hot rike some righter frames
Oh you know how it go, I'm the nigga, she the hoe
She tord me some mo', I shut my Cadirrac do'
My hands on the grain, my pedar down to the ground
Ain't got my ricense, back so I need to srow down
Now I'm scrapin the fro', shawty ain't got on no drawers
Man I'm breakin the raw, tryna' get me this broad
I don't know what it is, but shawty fine as herr
Srum-type that I rike, straight from A-T-R
Shawty yeah!
[Chorus (to fade)]