SpottieOttieDopaliscious
Outkast"SpottieOttieDopaliscious" ist ein Song von Outkast, 2001, Pop. Der Song dauert 5:31, 62 lines / 454 words.
Songtext
0:10Damn damn damn james
0:18Damn damn damn james
0:25Damn damn damn james
0:33Damn damn damn james
1:08Dickie shorts lincoln's clean
1:11Leanin checking out the scene
1:15Gangsta boysbigga's lit ridin out talkin sh*t
1:23Ni**a where you wanna go
1:25You know the club don't close 'til four
1:30Let's party 'til we can't no more
1:34Watch out here come the folks
2:10As the plot thickens it gives me the dickens
2:13Reminiscent of charles a li'l disco-tech
2:16Nestled in the ghettoes of niggaville USA
2:19Via Atlanta georgia a li'l spot where
2:23Young men young women go to experience
2:25They first li'l taste of the nightlife
2:28Me well I've never been there well perhaps once
2:33But I was so engulfed in the old e
2:35I never made it to the door you speak of hard core
2:39While the dj sweatin out all the problems
2:42And the troubles of the day
2:45While this fine bow-legged girl fine as all outdoors
2:49Lulls lukewarm lullabies in your left ear
2:52Competing with set it off in the right
2:55But it all blends perfectly let the liquor tell it
2:59Hey hey look baby they playin our song
3:03And the crowd goes wild as if
3:06Holyfield has just won the fight
3:08But in actuality it's only about 3 a m
3:13And three niggas just don got hauled
3:14Off in the ambulance sliced up
3:17Two niggas don't start bustin wham wham
3:20And one ni**a don't took his shirt off talkin 'bout
3:23Now who else wanna f**k wit hollywood court
3:27It's just my interpretation of the situation
4:29When I first met my spottieottiedopaliscious angel
4:32I can remember that damn thing like yesterday
4:35The way she moved reminded me of a brown stallion
4:38Horse with skates on smooth you know
4:40Like a hot comb
4:41On nappy a** hair
4:43I walked up on her was almost paralyzed
4:45Her neck was smelling sweeter
4:46Than a plate of yams with extra syrup
4:49Eyes beaming like four karats apiece just blindin a ni**a
4:52Felt like I chiefed a whole o of that presidential
4:54My heart was beating so damn fast
4:57Never knowing this moment would bring another
4:58Life into this world
5:00Funny how sh*t come together sometimes ya dig
5:03One moment you frequent the booty clubs
5:05The next four years you somebody's daughter
5:07Raisin yall own youngn now that's a beautiful thang
5:10That's if you're on top of your game
5:12And man enough to handle real life situations that is
5:16Can't gamble feeding baby on that d**e money
5:18Might not always be sufficient but the
5:21United parcel service the people at the post office
5:23Didn't call you back because you had cloudy piss
5:27So now you back in the trap just that trapped
5:31Go on and marinate on that for a minute
Damn damn damn james Damn damn damn james Damn damn damn james Damn damn damn james Dickie shorts lincoln's clean Leanin checking out the scene Gangsta boysbigga's lit ridin out talkin sh*t Ni**a where you wanna go You know the club don't close 'til four Let's party 'til we can't no more Watch out here come the folks As the plot thickens it gives me the dickens Reminiscent of charles a li'l disco-tech Nestled in the ghettoes of niggaville USA Via Atlanta georgia a li'l spot where Young men young women go to experience They first li'l taste of the nightlife Me well I've never been there well perhaps once But I was so engulfed in the old e I never made it to the door you speak of hard core While the dj sweatin out all the problems And the 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 a m And three niggas just don got hauled Off in the ambulance sliced up Two niggas don't start bustin wham wham And one ni**a don't took his shirt off talkin 'bout Now who else wanna f**k wit hollywood court It's just my interpretation of the situation When I first met my spottieottiedopaliscious angel I can remember that damn thing like yesterday The way she moved reminded me of a brown stallion Horse with skates on smooth you know Like a hot comb On nappy a** hair I walked up on her was almost paralyzed Her neck was smelling sweeter Than a plate of yams with extra syrup Eyes beaming like four karats apiece just blindin a ni**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*t come together sometimes ya dig One moment you frequent the booty clubs The next four years you somebody's daughter Raisin yall own youngn 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 d**e money Might not always be sufficient but the United parcel service the people at the post office Didn't call you back because you had cloudy piss So now you back in the trap just that trapped Go on and marinate on that for a minute
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