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"Wheelz Of Steel" lyrics



Intro: Big Boi 

Uhh 
As I sit in my b-boy stance 
With flip-flops and socks, and sweatpants 
We finna enhance your brain, check it out 

Verse One: Big Boi, Andre 

Once upon a time not long ago 
When the playa from the Pointe didn't have no flow 
A nigga hit me for my tennis shoes, walkin to the sto' 
Caught a nigga slippin, but now I lay it to the flo' 
just like carbon, cuz I got the heat in my rhythm 
Momma nay not, never braggin just to stay knot 
Even when I was a younger lad I learned my lesson 
Never talked to strangers in the trap and answered questions 

The Pope and his folks got us under a scope 
But for unknown reasons cuz we don't sell dope 
That you distribute, we don't contribute, to your clandestine 
activity, my soliloquoy, may be hard for some to swallow 
But so is cod liver oil 
You went behind my back like Bluto when he cut up Olive Oyl 
Two things I hate lies and thieves they make my blood boil 
Boa constricted, on my soul that they call 

Chorus: Andre 

Touched by the wheelz of steel... 
Now show me how you feel... 
Touched by the wheelz of steel... 
Now show me how you feel... 

Verse Two: Big Boi, Andre 

It took your momma nine months to make it 
But it only took a nigga thirty minutes to take it 
Cut that kronk clean up I did, but I did so not safely 
Don't want no AIDS, *clapping* no claps, or no rabies 

Yo, we take no shit, like arms stuffed up commodes 
Gotta collect call, they done locked up my folks 
Low blow, hit me in the left ventricle 
We won't be able to ride out till two thousand fo' 

But not for long cuz we got a better sack to serve 
Tryin to take you other people for your rims at the curb 
Fore you swerve and bust ya forehead, go head, go head 
More head for me, while you ride to the beat 

Drop, like Tears, like For Fears, you know 
Shout Shout let it all out, just for my peers 
And pupils who feel like it's time to unwind 
Like December 31st, on nineteen-ninety-nine 

Chorus 

Verse Three: Andre 

Okay, like this, yeah yeah 
One time for my boy doing King shit 
Two times for Legit and it don't quit 
Three times for my folks in the drop top 
Four times OutKast and it don't stop 
One time for my cuz doing Queen thangs 
Dead fresh to the teeth eatin chicken wings 
Three times for my guhls in the beauty shop 
Four times OutKast and it don't stop 


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