Outkast - SpottieOttieDopaliscious lyrics

(Damn, Damn, Damn) Damn, damn, damn James Damn, damn, damn James Damn, damn, damn James Dickie shorts and Lincoln's clean Leaning checking out the scene Gangsta boys bligga's lit Riding out talking sh** n***a where you wanna go You know the club don't close till four Let's party till we can't no more Watch out, here come the folks (Damn) ooh Lord As the plot thickens, it gives me the dickens Reminiscent of Charles, a li'l discoteque nestled in the ghettos Of n***aville, USA via Atlanta, Georgia A li'l spot where young men and young women go to experience They first li'l taste of nightlife Me? well, I've never been there, well perhaps once but I was so engulfed in the "E" I never made it to the door you speak of hard core while the dj sweating out all the problems and troubles of the day while this fine bow-legged girl fine as all outdoors lulls lukewarm lullabies in your left ear competing with "set it off" in the right but it all blends perfectly, let the liquor tell it "hey, hey look baby, they playin' our song" And the crowd goes wild as if Holyfield has just won the fight but in actuality it's only about 3:00 am and three n***as just done got hauled off in the ambulance (sliced up) Two n***as done start bustin' (wham, wham) And one n***a done took his shirt off talkin' bout "now who else wanna f** with Hollywood Cole?" it's just my interpretation of the situation Damn, damn, damn James Damn, damn, damn James Damn, damn, damn James Damn, damn, damn James Yes, when I first met my spottieottiedopaliscious angel I can remember that damn thang like yesterday The way she moved remined me of a brown stallion horse with skates on, you know Smooth like a hot comb on nappy a** hair I walked up on her and was almost paralyzed Her neck was smelling sweeter than a plate of yams with extra syrup Eyes beaming like four carats apiece just blinding a n***a Felt like i chiefed a whole "O" of that presidential My heart was beating so damn fast Never knowing this moment would bring another life into this world Funny how sh** come together sometimes, ya dig one moment you frequent the booty clubs and the next four years you and somebody's daughter rising y'all own young'n Now that's a beautiful thang, that's if you're on top of your game and man enough to handle real life situations (that is) Can't gamble feeding baby on that dope money Might not always be sufficient But the united parcel service and the people at the post office Didn't call you back because you got cloudy piss So now you back in the trap just that, trapped Go and marinate on that for a minute