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| Everlasting
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[Andre:]
Now sittin in the bathtub listening to the Isley
Brothers and others outside my door want to despise me
Reminds me that everyone aint cool the world is jealous
Never could understand when my momma use to tell us
"Dont take your food outside around your friends
Unless you got enough to feed the neighborhood"
The play has just began, follow me now
Act 1 scene 2 the date 1/1/96 the time I dont know
Mood disturbed, Ray goes on to say they trying to get over
Like them niggas with the blinker on, I got my thinker on
So Im like word, How every you want to act is fine
That is real as fishing raw I might be kissing God
But Im still in the bathtub so if you got cattle you best be fasting
For 7 days and 7 nights we everlasting
? on a quest to get my class ring just from them fhite wolks
I will if its the last thing
I do
[Hook:]
Everlasting
[talking:]
Yeah, slick knowhatImsayin? Im gonna tell you like this. Just cause I
live the apartment dont mean you can keep puttin notes under my
windshield I tell you shortie gonna bust your ass about that shit.
[Big Boi:]
Hey yall hey yall hey yall hoes
Back up in this bitch rippin tracks like Im suppose
Tommy and Ralph Lauren dont like niggas to wear they clothes
Where your proof at? Whos that? Talking shit like those
Keepin the rumors up, I wish I lived in a fuckin cage
I ride the streets in Lexus all these hoes wanna be saved
Go to college get a job because all you want to do is shake
I use to hit club niggas but I gave taht shit a break
Just like Maaco, Waco, burn it to the ground
I bet you eatin pork when your partners aint around
Backdraft things are Shaft slapping these hoes
Just like hes suppose to, quote you
"Big Boi is the pimp ass nigga that formed you"
Like pottery, sloppily playin hoes the lotteries
OutKast did the dirt and now you swear your shit is poppin see You bit
beats, we makin hits so give me your flag back
Im living in the SWATS so you may call me Daddy Fatsack
Yeah you know what Im sayin? Like this. Everlasting
[Hook]
[Big Boi:]
One in a million men passing the J off in the culture
Dont yall smoke a couple of pounds and get tore up yall
And tear the devil headquarter down to the grizzound
Is how we hti house and puff a couple of good pounds
Of good weed, PeeWee, my nigga Little Beewee
We need a 50 box of Phillies and some bouncin titties
From the magic the flame niggas too is sharin sequals
Never payin for no pussy
You can shake it you can keep it to your self hoe
[Andre:]
You left your morals at the door, when you steeped in crept in
Nigga this baby is at the beach so now you wondering
Why your nigga done bust you in the fore, head
Aint no respect there so you just assed out like breech
Delivery slivery got you swung on these types of things
Go on from here to Bornhome to London
England, Wall Street to yall street
Sometime I get bewildered and it throws a nigga like me off beat
But Im back on it
Because we last forever sound good dont it?
Rattling in your trunks like Fambu and the component
Said thats it, man fuck that shit
On and on and on and Im out
[Hook]
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