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Ludacris
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Welcome To Atlanta Remix
After the party it's the Waffle House If you ever been here you know what I'm talkin' about Where people don't dance, all they do is this And after the original you know what it is
Welcome to Atlanta
Remix, it had to go down I got somethin' else to tell you 'bout the new Motown Where people don't visit, they move out here And ain't no tellin' who you might see up in Lennox Square I don't know about you but I miss the FreakNic 'Cuz that's where my city use to be real sick People from other cities use to drive for miles Just to come to get a taste of this A.T.L. style
I'm the M.B.P., most ballinist player Make my own moves, call me the mayor Monday night you know things change with time Magic City back lookin' like eighty-nine All my homies on the southside up in the Ritz Tuesday night, the Velvet Room, same shit Wednesday strokers, I don't go no mo' 'Cuz they don't know how to treat you
When you come through the do' Thursday night, was Plush but we moved to Fuel And I be up in the booth drunk actin' a fool Friday night, at Kaya they still got love And the Shark Bar be poppin' like it's a night club Saturday still off the heezy fo' sheezy You can find me up in One Tweezy Sunday, gettin' me some sleep please I'm on my way to the Dec to hit Jazzy Tee's, holla
Aiyyo, I'm from New York man, I'm from New York Representin' N.Y.C. to the fullest Where New York at? Where New York at? Gats I pull it, heads be duckin' when New York be bustin' Where New York at? Yeah, yeah, yeah, ahh Take that
Welcome to New York motherfuckers where we don't play And out of towners get got like everyday And a gangsta's a gangsta in every way Sittin' on twenty-two's, that's what long money do Now the Don's on it, Diddy shine on it Tell Flex to run it back and drop a bomb on it Sunday we layin' low in Halo, sippin Cris' and we straight Monday we go to Bungalo Eight
Tuesday I'm in spa drunk doin' the shake And for the rest of the week we just follow the freaks You can spot us out of town by the way that we walk The way that we talk, cocky the state of New York Hot now, top down at the Rucker game New coupe, no roof, playa what's my name? Now Brooklyn, Queens, Manhattan, Staten Uptown, what now? Let's make it happen
New York motherfuckers If you can make it here, you can make it anywhere We still here, and we buildin' four more new towers Motherfuckers
Who say St. Louis ain't hip-hop? Dirty we hop to what's hip I'm a Lunatic with too much grip to let her slip I'm so St. Louis, ask my tattooist I was like, 'The Waterboy,' now they sayin', 'You can do it' I'm Baby Huey, one of the best in the Louis Sip Louie smoke louie, dressed in Louis Home of back porches, Chucks and Air Forces Old school cars be trailblazin' like Portland
The girls are the best like Travis with fat asses I call 'em gimme girls, they always tell me I can have it 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 All got habits, marijuana to static By two cats in coats with automatics St. Louis is the truth like Sojourner Don't need a burna we learn from Ike Turner I tried to told ya don't cross that bridge Without permission from them St. Lunatics
Yo, yo, yo, yo Ladies and gentlemen We got the big Snoop Dogg in the house tonight He just came from off tour And he wanna tell y'all little bit about where he come from
Palm trees, bad bitches and wannabeez O.G.'s like me eatin' on polyseeds Now and laters, jellybeans, and wallabees Real niggaz from the set I hardly ever seen Mostly heard, sell a bird off the cizzurb And when we dip, we hop and then we swizzerve A lot of homies like to wear the pizzerm Hair longer than hers, sharp with the fizzur
Doggy dizzogg you know I like 'em dizzogg Like Kobe to Shaq, so take that (Take that, take that) Long Beach is on the motherfuckin' map The city by the sea, R.I.P. J.D., you know about the L.B.C. My niggaz love the stellas, cold-hearted killers Real cap pealers, real niggaz feel us
Ain't no squealers, a lot of dope dealers Bang diggy, dang, dang, dogg pound gangsta crip gang Yeah, we do the damn thang Home of coroners, scoop, buck, cocaine Head to the church house to get a little workout Smoke out, drink up, now put ya bank up It's all on me I got a scenery to stank up Crank up the beat, raise up the heat I'm thrownin' a block party on two one streets, fo' sho
Welcome to Atlanta remix, hey And we ride on dem thangs like every day Big beats, hit streets, see gangsters roamin' And parties don't stop 'til eight in the mo'nin'
Welcome to Atlanta (Hey) And we ride on dem thangs like every day Big beats, hit streets, see gangsters roamin' And parties don't stop 'til eight in the mo'nin'
Welcome to Atlanta remix, hey And we ride on dem thangs like every day Big beats, hit streets, see gangsters roamin' And parties don't stop 'til eight in the mo'nin'
Welcome to Atlanta (Hey) And we ride on dem thangs like every day Big beats, hit streets, see gangsters roamin' And parties don't stop 'til eight in the mo'nin'
Welcome to Atlanta remix, hey And we ride on dem thangs like every day Big beats, hit streets, see gangsters roamin' And parties don't stop 'til eight in the mo'nin'
Welcome to Atlanta (Hey) And we ride on dem thangs like every day Big beats, hit streets, see gangsters roamin' And parties don't stop 'til eight in the mo'nin'
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