West Savannah (Explicit)

West Savannah (Explicit) - Outkast

Written by：Organized Noize/Antwan Patton

Yeah I'm back off in this b**ch one more time

To drop this rhyme about where my roots at

Yeah westside is in the house

Frazier homes is in the house

Clover dale is in the house

And Savannah Ga is in the house so check it

February 1st 1975 it happened

Was born in west Savannah way before I started rappin'

My mamma had a n**ga at the age of fifteen

My daddy was sellin' that sack now he's gets responsibilities

Stayed at me granny's while me mammy was at work

And she couldn't watch my every move so sh*t I started servin'

Around Frazier home down in the west side projects

Changin' over food stamps and hittin' a lick was next see

I'm just a playa like that my jeans was sharply creased

I got a fresh white T shirt and my cap is slightly pointed east

So flyin' or floatin' a brougham is what I'm sportin'

Sade is in my tape deck I'm moving in slow motion boi

So meet me deep in the streets that's where I learned the capers

Us lickin' blunts lickin' leaves rolling reefer papers

I'm slightly slouched in the seats off in my bucket

But the n**gas around the ave and the h*es they love me

They wanna be me and my family too

Because the money that I make be puttin' cable off in every room

So follow the fiends follow my lead through the nooks and crannies

It's everyday life off in my hood so come and holla at me

But go' head on with that foolishness b**ch

Let me get lovely with my swerve because I'm true to this sh*t

And if you coming with eight dollars you sh*t out of luck

Because the west side ain't taking no shorts on the dime

So fire it up

Now now now nine in my hand ounce in my crotch

Diggin' the scene with a gangsta slouch mm

Like that now like this and it don't quit and it don't stop

Nine in my hand ounce in my crotch

Diggin' the scene with a gangsta slouch mm

And it don't stop and it don't quit it's like that and ah

See n**gas in the south wear gold teeth and gold chains

Been doing it for years so these n**gas ain't gone change

They coming around the ghetto so you might call em soul

Been wearing furry kangol's so that sh*t is old

You might slang a rock or two just to pay the rent

Five dollars for a table dance so now your money's spent

You listen to that booty shake music in your trunk

As long as there's that tic tic followed by that bump

I'm down to stick a ho if she got a g string

'Cause the n**gas in the point ain't changed main

You might call us country but we's only southern

And I don't give a f**k p funk spot to spark another

Now now now nine in my hand ounce in my crotch

Diggin' the scene with a gangsta slouch mm

Like that now like this and it don't stop and it don't quit

Nine in my hand ounce in my crotch

Diggin' the scene with a gangsta slouch mm

And it don't stop and it don't quit it's like that and ah

Now now now nine in my hand ounce in my crotch

Diggin' the scene with a gangsta slouch mm

Like that now like this and it don't stop and it don't quit

Nine in my hand ounce in my crotch

Diggin' the scene with a gangsta slouch mm

Like that now like this and it don't quit and it don't stop

Now now now nine in my hand ounce in my crotch

Diggin' the scene with a gangsta slouch mm

And it don't stop and it don't quit it's like that and ah

Nine in my hand ounce in my crotch

Diggin' the scene with a gangsta slouch mm