Hootie Hoo (Explicit)

Hootie hoo

Follow the funk from the skunk

And the dank that is crunk in the dungeon

It goes on and on and on like that

Goin out to the jeeps and h*es in the llac

Ah suki suki

All day and day any day every d**n day

I be thinkin about the good ol days when I was a whippersnapper

Used to try to get a kiss but now it be them draws I'm after

I'm just a southernplayalistic pimp

I used to slang a fat rock but now I'm servin hemp

I never even smoked a gram of crack but yo I'm d**e

Mo d**er than a junkie or a pooky cause its on

So each one teach one I be claimin true

To east pointe and college park and the things I used to do

Around atl home of the pimps and the money makers

Club n***az magic city and them southern playas

I never said I was a gangsta but I will do ya

So hallelujah hallelujah

One for the playas at the crib drinking drinks

And two is for the sound hootie hoo that I make

Hootie hoo

Tight like hallways smoked out always

Hootie hoo

Yeah hootie hoo

Big boi on the left andres on my right

Tight like hallways smoked out always

Hootie hoo

Now playin these b***hes is my favorite sport

But ain't no game when they be callin your name in the court

Oh its Saturday night I guess that makes it alright

Got an obese twenty sack fully packed its so tight

That its bustin out the seems yes sir I'm set

Oh but let me tuck the 380 before I jet

Hops off in the lac with big gipp you got a light

Hootie hoo

Communication device dun went off twice

Should I answer the call yes I'm mackin em all

We met em up in the mall recall players ball

Well its players ball 2 so I guess I'll call you

Later on and then your whole crew can fall through

Now later on done got here

I takes a peek now let me see what do we got here

Draws fallin down like n***az in a drive by

I got up in them h*es and I told em bye bye

About two weeks later she called me with some bulls**t

Talkin bout her period late guess what I did

Click

Naw it couldn't be me not me

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Uh well you know we gettin blizzard cuz we got that chicken gizzard

In the dungeon and scope but some of you n***az can't cope with it

So opie hip hop to the front to the back and it don't stop

From the streets of atl to the slums of college park

So got on martino its outkast for the 94 era

You heard the players call we takin it to another level

So lujah halle let me get a swallow of that martel

And you may go to hell

Set sail with a n***a from atl southwest that is

Its that southern ses in your chest that is

One mo gen for my friend who don't take

No b******t from no b***h who is stank

I ain't the sugar daddy n***a who will make you

Silly of you to think that I would but I will lay you

Down like some bo los you can throw those

Head 'til I'm dead yes its now your broke h*es

Don't get me wrong to disrespect is not my s**t

But if you fall in this category then youse a b***h

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