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  Outkast Lyrics | Outkast - Benz Or Beemer Lyrics

Outkast - Benz Or Beemer Lyrics


  


  ["It all started at an accident scene on Bankhead and Ash Street.
  It's not clear if the suspect caused it; it is clear he wielded
  a hammer and told ..... to get out of his car."]
  
  [Verse One: Big Boi, Andre]
  
  Yeah, yeah check it
  From alligator belts to patty melts I be that smoothest nigga
  So hwo do you figga that Atlant don't be pullin dem triggas
  The Southernplayalistic pimp is up in this bitch
  Man, my folkers up on that track, complimentin that wickedness
  See one is for the money two is for my niggaz who jack
  Niggaz ain't takin that shit no mo' they got big Benz and Cadillac
  My gat is in my lap, so whatchu wanna be startin now?
  I'm pissin up on Jeffrey's Dahmer grave that cracker was foul
  
  Too close for comfort, too close to home
  Too close to be playin yo ass so hey why don't you get yo' own
  As long, as I got this legally
  People see that we can be on top of things without causin
  another nigga sorrow, I know it seems it ain't enough to go around
  But keep on holdin on like Goodie Mob cause it's a better day tomorrow
  That's all I can say, can't tell the future
  Tomorrow's another day but today, they just might shoot you
  For your ride, fuck your pride, hah better be out your seat
  Quick and snappy with a happy face before you bleed
  Ask me, if that material shit is worth yo' life
  I don't know about yours but if so you smokin pipes right
  
  [Verse Two: Andre, Big Boi]
  
  Deep in the dungeon for these many months
  Amongst the Dungeon Dragon as we pass around dem blunts
  Had to cut it out like Cheers, but for years I used to burn em
  Gettin deep in my thoughts just to get shit off my sternum
  Chest/chess, I never played but made many a moves
  I still blame it on session cause I can't remember the due
  I guess, I feel that gettin a Benz is out of the question
  The world is yellin Hootie Hoo but in my pockets nuthin but
  gum and lint, to sum the shit, of I'm broke
  Nothin but hope, so Big Boi, tell em what you toke
  
  I'm travellin up to Jersey with four keys off in my trunk
  And thinkin of startin the ways to get that motherfucker krunk
  See yes I be that nigga that with that sess off in my chest
  Smokin and tokin them token blacks, that wanted to test
  See strong niggaz survive and the weak niggaz they die
  I never fuck no white bitch, I stop eatin that pig sty
  Be activatin that Lo-Jack cause the Fleetwood has been stolen
  Campalton Road is open, the B-I-G has spoken
  Cause it's like this
  
  [Verse Three: Big Boi, Andre]
  
  I got these thoughts, similar to the ones that call in the wild
  Up in the Benz is where I be doin about a hundred miles
  The world is FUCKED UP how these niggaz be drivin drunk
  Vehicular homicide with their bodies off in your trunk
  To me the cards is not belong I use that strong arm robbery
  Robbin spree, look at me, W-M-B
  Backwards, takin you to the cha cha with these verses
  Comin around the projects make you sleep off in dem hearses
  I got a word of wisdom, for those who must be zest
  You'll be needin a physical therapist, cause you can't fuck with this
  
  While you sat down by the seashore thinkin about some seashells
  I was around the corner from Clemson Hills thinkin about the V-12
  But maybe not for long because I just done seen the light
  I'm packin my screwdriver so see I'm gon' be alright
  Just moving the steering wheel side to side like a slalom
  Now I ain't got no problem I'm just breakin the steerin column
  I spot him, in the middle of the MARTA parkin lot
  I'm hearin a voice in the back of my head yellin "Andre stop!"
  But do I stop, naw I figure it's a come up
  But now I'm goin down cause the folks wanna run up
  DAMN!!!
  
  ["These days, the best way to deal with a car jacker
  is to simply give them what they want."]
  

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