Hootie Hoo Lyrics
| Song | Hootie Hoo |
| Artist | OutKast |
| Album | Southernplayalisticadillacmuzik |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Benjamin, Organized Noize ... | |
| Hootie hoo, follow the funk from the skunk | |
| And the dank that is crunk in the | |
| DungeonIt goes on and on and on, like that | |
| Goin' out to the | |
| Jeeps and hoes in the 'llac | |
| Ah, suki, suki, all day and day, any day, every damn 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 afterI'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 dopeMo' doper than a junkie or a | |
| Pooky 'cause it's 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 niggaz, | |
| 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 makeTight like hallways, smoked out always | |
| Big boy on my left, | |
| Andre's on my right | |
| Tight like hallways, smoked out always | |
| Now playin' these bitches is my favorite sport | |
| But ain't no game when they be callin' your name in the court | |
| Oh, it's Saturday night, | |
| I guess that makes it alright | |
| Got an obese twenty sack, fully packed, it's so tight | |
| That it's bustin' out the seems, yes sir, | |
| I'm setOh, but let me tuck the 380 before | |
| I jetHops off in the | |
| Lac with Big | |
| Gipp, you got a light | |
| 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 | |
| Player's Ball | |
| Well, it's | |
| Player's 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 niggaz in a drive-by | |
| I got up in them hoes and | |
| I told 'em bye bye | |
| About two weeks later, she called me with some bullshit | |
| Talkin' 'bout her period late, guess what | |
| I didClick, now, it couldn't be me, not me | |
| Big boy on my left, | |
| Andre's on my right | |
| Tight like hallways, smoked out always | |
| Big boy on my left, | |
| Andre's on my right | |
| Tight like hallways, smoked out always | |
| Uh, well you know we gettin' blizzard' | |
| Cuz we got that chicken gizzard | |
| In the dungeon and scope but some of you niggaz 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, it's | |
| Outkast for the 94 era | |
| You heard the player's call, we takin' it to another level | |
| So 'lujah, | |
| Halle, let me get a swallow of that | |
| MartelAnd you may go to hell | |
| Set sail with a nigga from | |
| ATL, Southwest that is | |
| It's that | |
| Southern ses in your chest that is | |
| One mo' gen for my friend who don't take | |
| No bullshit from no bitch who is stank | |
| I ain't the sugar daddy nigga 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, till | |
| I'm dead, yes, it's now your broke hoes | |
| Don't get me wrong to disrespect is not my shit | |
| But if you fall in this category, then you see a bitch | |
| Big boy on my left, | |
| Andre's on my right | |
| Tight like hallways, smoked out always | |
| Big boy on my left, | |
| Andre's on my right | |
| Tight like hallways, smoked out always | |
| Big boy on my left, | |
| Andre's on my right | |
| Tight like hallways, smoked out always | |
| Big boy on my left, | |
| Andre's on my right | |
| Tight like hallways, smoked out always |
| zuo ci : Benjamin, Organized Noize ... | |
| Hootie hoo, follow the funk from the skunk | |
| And the dank that is crunk in the | |
| DungeonIt goes on and on and on, like that | |
| Goin' out to the | |
| Jeeps and hoes in the ' llac | |
| Ah, suki, suki, all day and day, any day, every damn 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 afterI' 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 dopeMo' doper than a junkie or a | |
| Pooky ' cause it' s 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 niggaz, | |
| 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 makeTight like hallways, smoked out always | |
| Big boy on my left, | |
| Andre' s on my right | |
| Tight like hallways, smoked out always | |
| Now playin' these bitches is my favorite sport | |
| But ain' t no game when they be callin' your name in the court | |
| Oh, it' s Saturday night, | |
| I guess that makes it alright | |
| Got an obese twenty sack, fully packed, it' s so tight | |
| That it' s bustin' out the seems, yes sir, | |
| I' m setOh, but let me tuck the 380 before | |
| I jetHops off in the | |
| Lac with Big | |
| Gipp, you got a light | |
| 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 | |
| Player' s Ball | |
| Well, it' s | |
| Player' s 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 niggaz in a driveby | |
| I got up in them hoes and | |
| I told ' em bye bye | |
| About two weeks later, she called me with some bullshit | |
| Talkin' ' bout her period late, guess what | |
| I didClick, now, it couldn' t be me, not me | |
| Big boy on my left, | |
| Andre' s on my right | |
| Tight like hallways, smoked out always | |
| Big boy on my left, | |
| Andre' s on my right | |
| Tight like hallways, smoked out always | |
| Uh, well you know we gettin' blizzard' | |
| Cuz we got that chicken gizzard | |
| In the dungeon and scope but some of you niggaz 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, it' s | |
| Outkast for the 94 era | |
| You heard the player' s call, we takin' it to another level | |
| So ' lujah, | |
| Halle, let me get a swallow of that | |
| MartelAnd you may go to hell | |
| Set sail with a nigga from | |
| ATL, Southwest that is | |
| It' s that | |
| Southern ses in your chest that is | |
| One mo' gen for my friend who don' t take | |
| No bullshit from no bitch who is stank | |
| I ain' t the sugar daddy nigga who will make you | |
| Silly of you to think that | |
| I would, but | |
| I will lay you | |
| Down like some bolos, you can throw those | |
| Head, till | |
| I' m dead, yes, it' s now your broke hoes | |
| Don' t get me wrong to disrespect is not my shit | |
| But if you fall in this category, then you see a bitch | |
| Big boy on my left, | |
| Andre' s on my right | |
| Tight like hallways, smoked out always | |
| Big boy on my left, | |
| Andre' s on my right | |
| Tight like hallways, smoked out always | |
| Big boy on my left, | |
| Andre' s on my right | |
| Tight like hallways, smoked out always | |
| Big boy on my left, | |
| Andre' s on my right | |
| Tight like hallways, smoked out always |
| zuò cí : Benjamin, Organized Noize ... | |
| Hootie hoo, follow the funk from the skunk | |
| And the dank that is crunk in the | |
| DungeonIt goes on and on and on, like that | |
| Goin' out to the | |
| Jeeps and hoes in the ' llac | |
| Ah, suki, suki, all day and day, any day, every damn 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 afterI' 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 dopeMo' doper than a junkie or a | |
| Pooky ' cause it' s 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 niggaz, | |
| 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 makeTight like hallways, smoked out always | |
| Big boy on my left, | |
| Andre' s on my right | |
| Tight like hallways, smoked out always | |
| Now playin' these bitches is my favorite sport | |
| But ain' t no game when they be callin' your name in the court | |
| Oh, it' s Saturday night, | |
| I guess that makes it alright | |
| Got an obese twenty sack, fully packed, it' s so tight | |
| That it' s bustin' out the seems, yes sir, | |
| I' m setOh, but let me tuck the 380 before | |
| I jetHops off in the | |
| Lac with Big | |
| Gipp, you got a light | |
| 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 | |
| Player' s Ball | |
| Well, it' s | |
| Player' s 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 niggaz in a driveby | |
| I got up in them hoes and | |
| I told ' em bye bye | |
| About two weeks later, she called me with some bullshit | |
| Talkin' ' bout her period late, guess what | |
| I didClick, now, it couldn' t be me, not me | |
| Big boy on my left, | |
| Andre' s on my right | |
| Tight like hallways, smoked out always | |
| Big boy on my left, | |
| Andre' s on my right | |
| Tight like hallways, smoked out always | |
| Uh, well you know we gettin' blizzard' | |
| Cuz we got that chicken gizzard | |
| In the dungeon and scope but some of you niggaz 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, it' s | |
| Outkast for the 94 era | |
| You heard the player' s call, we takin' it to another level | |
| So ' lujah, | |
| Halle, let me get a swallow of that | |
| MartelAnd you may go to hell | |
| Set sail with a nigga from | |
| ATL, Southwest that is | |
| It' s that | |
| Southern ses in your chest that is | |
| One mo' gen for my friend who don' t take | |
| No bullshit from no bitch who is stank | |
| I ain' t the sugar daddy nigga who will make you | |
| Silly of you to think that | |
| I would, but | |
| I will lay you | |
| Down like some bolos, you can throw those | |
| Head, till | |
| I' m dead, yes, it' s now your broke hoes | |
| Don' t get me wrong to disrespect is not my shit | |
| But if you fall in this category, then you see a bitch | |
| Big boy on my left, | |
| Andre' s on my right | |
| Tight like hallways, smoked out always | |
| Big boy on my left, | |
| Andre' s on my right | |
| Tight like hallways, smoked out always | |
| Big boy on my left, | |
| Andre' s on my right | |
| Tight like hallways, smoked out always | |
| Big boy on my left, | |
| Andre' s on my right | |
| Tight like hallways, smoked out always |
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