Brian “Big Ba**” Gardner - Rosa Parks lyrics

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Brian “Big Ba**” Gardner - Rosa Parks lyrics

[Intro: André 3000 + Debra k**ings] Uh-huh, uh-huh, baby, yeah, yeah Cut it up, oh, oh, oh! Uh-huh, yeah, yeah, baby, uh-huh Uh-cracka, lacka-lacka-lacka, cracka, lacka-lacka-lacka Uh-huh, baby, uh-huh, yeah, yeah Uh-cracka, lacka-lacka-lacka, cracka, lacka-lacka-lacka Baby, yeah, yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh [Hook: Big Boi] Ah ha, hush that fuss Everybody move to the back of the bus Do you wanna bump and slump with us We the type of people make the club get crunk Ah ha, hush that fuss Everybody move to the back of the bus Do you wanna bump and slump with us We the type of people make the club get crunk [Verse 1: Big Boi] Many a day has pa**ed, the night has gone by But still I find the time to put that bump off in your eye Total chaos, for these playas, thought we was absent We takin' another route to represent the Dungeon Family Like Great Day, me and my n***a decide to take the back way We stabbing every city then we headed to that Bat cave ATL, Georgia, what do we do for ya Bulldoggin' hoes like them Georgetown Hoyas Boy you sounding silly, thank my Brougham ain't sittin pretty Doing doughnuts 'round you s**as like them circles around titties Damn, we, the committee, gon' burn it down But us gon' bust you in the mouth with the chorus now [Hook: Big Boi] Ah ha, hush that fuss Everybody move to the back of the bus Do you wanna bump and slump with us We the type of people make the club get crunk Ah ha, hush that fuss Everybody move to the back of the bus Do you wanna bump and slump with us We the type of people make the club get crunk [Verse 2: André 3000] I met a gypsy and she hipped me to some life game To stimulate then activate the left and right brain Said baby boy you only funky as your last cut You focus on the past your a**'ll be a has what That's one to live by or either that's one to die to I try to just throw it at you determine your own adventure Andre, got to her station here's my destination She got off the bus, the conversation lingered in my head for hours Took a shower kinda sour cause my favorite group ain't comin with it But I'm witchya cause you probably goin' through it anyway But anyhow when in doubt went on out and bought it Cause I thought it would be jammin' but examine all the flawsky-wawsky Awfully sad and it's costly, but that's all she wrote And I hope I never have to float in that boat Up sh**'s creek "it's weak" is the last quote That I want to hear when I'm goin' down when all's said and done And we got a new joe in town When the record player get to skippin and slowin down All y'all can say is them n***as earned that crown but until then [Hook: Big Boi] Ah ha, hush that fuss Everybody move to the back of the bus Do you wanna bump and slump with us We the type of people make the club get crunk Ah ha, hush that fuss Everybody move to the back of the bus Do you wanna bump and slump with us We the type of people make the club get crunk [Harmonica Solo: Pastor Robert Hodo] [Hook: Big Boi] Ah ha, hush that fuss Everybody move to the back of the bus Do you wanna bump and slump with us We the type of people make the club get crunk Ah ha, hush that fuss Everybody move to the back of the bus Do you wanna bump and slump with us We the type of people make the club get crunk Ah ha, hush that fuss Everybody move to the back of the bus Do you wanna bump and slump with us We the type of people make the club get crunk Ah ha, hush that fuss Everybody move to the back of the bus Do you wanna bump and slump with us We the type of people make the club get crunk [Skit: Raekwon + Outkast] It's just major right here you know what I'm saying, yo son, my n***as, your n***as is on it man,straight up man Word man, glad we got together to do this, you know on time outs, everybody North, South, East, West, you know what we saying, we doing this thing straight up for hip-hop We handling the earth right now you n***as don't even know For sure You know what I mean? If it wasn't for us tryna enlighten y'all n***as with all types of flows and flavors, the game wouldn't be the same You gotta keep it innovative and new, creative. You know what I'm sayin'? Some people don't wanna hear the same thing old over and over No doubt, you gotta come provocative n***a, know what I mean? sh** gotta be spine-tingling with mad styles and crazy dangerous, I mean, ball-busting, sh** open beats you know what I mean? It's like yo, n***as don't even know, so we gon' play some funky sh** for ya That's right Straight up, pay up, pay up man From East Point to Shaolin, y'all better know that, yeah!

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