| Song | Southernplayalisticadillacmuzik |
| Artist | OutKast |
| Album | Big Boi & Dre Present, Outkast |
| 作曲 : Organized Noize/Andre Benjamin/Antwan Patton | |
| Well it's the | |
| M I crooked letter comin' around the | |
| SouthRollin' straight hammers and vogues in that old | |
| Southern slouch | |
| Please, ain't nothin' but incense in my atmosphere | |
| I'm bendin' corners in my 'llac boi, cause that's how we be rollin' here | |
| Deep, the slang is in effect because it's | |
| GeorgiaKicking the khakis and | |
| AdidasPackin' yo' heaters cause you supposed to, cousin | |
| Catfish and grits is how my flow flow | |
| Rollin steady in that caddy but them 50 bottles got to go | |
| See juice and gin used to be my friend, from the beginin' | |
| And now I'm just a player sippin' sauce, every now and then | |
| To catch a buzz like a bumble bee | |
| Niggaz who tried to **** with me | |
| Get sprayed like | |
| Raid cause it ain't nothin' see | |
| My heat is in the trunk along with that quad knock | |
| No my heart don't pump no | |
| Kool-AidJump and you'll get you sprayed | |
| Hooray yo block the one and only | |
| OutkastMany a niggas fallin' fast and | |
| I continue blastin', swiftly | |
| They ain't gon' get me, got somethin' for 'em | |
| The devil up in yo grill and you still don't even know' 'em | |
| Show 'em, who's the okay, like collard greens and whole eggs | |
| I got soul, that's somethin' that you ain't got that's why yo style is rotten | |
| Stop in the land of | |
| ATLWhere nothin' but pimps, fully equipped | |
| Quick to make a sale, swell | |
| Swollen got my pockets, business boomin' like rockets | |
| Folks try to stop it but they know that it's that | |
| It's that southernplayalisticcadillac funky music | |
| Now players if you choose it | |
| You better make sure you don't abuse it | |
| We gonna getcha high, high | |
| Time to drop these bows, like | |
| Dusty Rhodes then | |
| I yell, "Ho" | |
| We knockin' em off they feet like a southern hustler supposed to do | |
| I's in the house, house like, a joint is lit for my kin folks | |
| And all the niggaz that was down, since we been broke | |
| Takin' 'em deeper than a submarine | |
| So scream when you hear the team of two | |
| My crew be thick as two fat hoes sittin' off in a | |
| BroughamI'm packin' my tag backwards if you want to be actin' wrong | |
| Word is bond like super glue, it's funky like poopa scoop | |
| And every word | |
| I say you can true | |
| Well okay dokey | |
| KastoutI swear to | |
| God I got the highest boomin' | |
| CadillacThe expialalistic coupe de ville | |
| Can you handle that you rat? | |
| I take my time cruisin' round the city malls | |
| And under my seat for you suckers it's your final curtain call | |
| The one two to the guage | |
| P U M PYou want to do a jack, | |
| I heat the barrel 'til it's empty, get me | |
| See I get friendly gettin' in where | |
| I fitOrganized is on the track with the southernplayalistic shit | |
| So copy my slang and bite my shit but don't try gafflin' me' | |
| Cause sleepin' you'll get served with some southern hospitality | |
| It's that southernplayalisticcadillac funky music | |
| Now players if you choose it | |
| You better make sure you don't abuse it | |
| We gonna getcha high, high | |
| Well southernplayalisticcadillac music has been laid | |
| I may wait for all the air, they be rolling like that today hoes | |
| So back up off get up on it if you want it cha'll | |
| Looking for hoes and snitches was my thing on player's ball yup | |
| So now I step, rather walk with the pimp limp | |
| While my niggas are at | |
| East Pointe | |
| With that | |
| College Park hemp smoke style | |
| Is how I wanna end it on this track | |
| So I pass it to my partner and step back up in my | |
| CadillacStep up in my shoes you crews sitting on | |
| TruesAnd Vogues for the hoes only when we rollin' through | |
| Atlanta skies be blue | |
| The sun is beamin' it seemin' that | |
| I'm glisten, rather gleaming20, 20 got me leaning to the side | |
| Full of pride, now ain't that somethin' | |
| I'm dippin' into your hood this ain't braile, but | |
| I'm bumpin' | |
| Thumpin' out the roaches dungeon if ya'll missed it | |
| Big Gimp, | |
| Goodie Mob, | |
| PA, Outkast southernplaylistic | |
| It's that southernplayalisticcadillac funky music | |
| Now players if you choose it | |
| You better make sure you don't abuse it | |
| We gonna getcha high, high | |
| It's that southernplayalisticcadillac funky music | |
| Now players if you choose it | |
| You better make sure you don't abuse it | |
| We gonna getcha high, high | |
| It's that southernplayalisticcadillac funky music | |
| Now players if you choose it | |
| You better make sure you don't abuse it | |
| We gonna getcha high, high... |
| zuò qǔ : Organized Noize Andre Benjamin Antwan Patton | |
| Well it' s the | |
| M I crooked letter comin' around the | |
| SouthRollin' straight hammers and vogues in that old | |
| Southern slouch | |
| Please, ain' t nothin' but incense in my atmosphere | |
| I' m bendin' corners in my ' llac boi, cause that' s how we be rollin' here | |
| Deep, the slang is in effect because it' s | |
| GeorgiaKicking the khakis and | |
| AdidasPackin' yo' heaters cause you supposed to, cousin | |
| Catfish and grits is how my flow flow | |
| Rollin steady in that caddy but them 50 bottles got to go | |
| See juice and gin used to be my friend, from the beginin' | |
| And now I' m just a player sippin' sauce, every now and then | |
| To catch a buzz like a bumble bee | |
| Niggaz who tried to with me | |
| Get sprayed like | |
| Raid cause it ain' t nothin' see | |
| My heat is in the trunk along with that quad knock | |
| No my heart don' t pump no | |
| KoolAidJump and you' ll get you sprayed | |
| Hooray yo block the one and only | |
| OutkastMany a niggas fallin' fast and | |
| I continue blastin', swiftly | |
| They ain' t gon' get me, got somethin' for ' em | |
| The devil up in yo grill and you still don' t even know' ' em | |
| Show ' em, who' s the okay, like collard greens and whole eggs | |
| I got soul, that' s somethin' that you ain' t got that' s why yo style is rotten | |
| Stop in the land of | |
| ATLWhere nothin' but pimps, fully equipped | |
| Quick to make a sale, swell | |
| Swollen got my pockets, business boomin' like rockets | |
| Folks try to stop it but they know that it' s that | |
| It' s that southernplayalisticcadillac funky music | |
| Now players if you choose it | |
| You better make sure you don' t abuse it | |
| We gonna getcha high, high | |
| Time to drop these bows, like | |
| Dusty Rhodes then | |
| I yell, " Ho" | |
| We knockin' em off they feet like a southern hustler supposed to do | |
| I' s in the house, house like, a joint is lit for my kin folks | |
| And all the niggaz that was down, since we been broke | |
| Takin' ' em deeper than a submarine | |
| So scream when you hear the team of two | |
| My crew be thick as two fat hoes sittin' off in a | |
| BroughamI' m packin' my tag backwards if you want to be actin' wrong | |
| Word is bond like super glue, it' s funky like poopa scoop | |
| And every word | |
| I say you can true | |
| Well okay dokey | |
| KastoutI swear to | |
| God I got the highest boomin' | |
| CadillacThe expialalistic coupe de ville | |
| Can you handle that you rat? | |
| I take my time cruisin' round the city malls | |
| And under my seat for you suckers it' s your final curtain call | |
| The one two to the guage | |
| P U M PYou want to do a jack, | |
| I heat the barrel ' til it' s empty, get me | |
| See I get friendly gettin' in where | |
| I fitOrganized is on the track with the southernplayalistic shit | |
| So copy my slang and bite my shit but don' t try gafflin' me' | |
| Cause sleepin' you' ll get served with some southern hospitality | |
| It' s that southernplayalisticcadillac funky music | |
| Now players if you choose it | |
| You better make sure you don' t abuse it | |
| We gonna getcha high, high | |
| Well southernplayalisticcadillac music has been laid | |
| I may wait for all the air, they be rolling like that today hoes | |
| So back up off get up on it if you want it cha' ll | |
| Looking for hoes and snitches was my thing on player' s ball yup | |
| So now I step, rather walk with the pimp limp | |
| While my niggas are at | |
| East Pointe | |
| With that | |
| College Park hemp smoke style | |
| Is how I wanna end it on this track | |
| So I pass it to my partner and step back up in my | |
| CadillacStep up in my shoes you crews sitting on | |
| TruesAnd Vogues for the hoes only when we rollin' through | |
| Atlanta skies be blue | |
| The sun is beamin' it seemin' that | |
| I' m glisten, rather gleaming20, 20 got me leaning to the side | |
| Full of pride, now ain' t that somethin' | |
| I' m dippin' into your hood this ain' t braile, but | |
| I' m bumpin' | |
| Thumpin' out the roaches dungeon if ya' ll missed it | |
| Big Gimp, | |
| Goodie Mob, | |
| PA, Outkast southernplaylistic | |
| It' s that southernplayalisticcadillac funky music | |
| Now players if you choose it | |
| You better make sure you don' t abuse it | |
| We gonna getcha high, high | |
| It' s that southernplayalisticcadillac funky music | |
| Now players if you choose it | |
| You better make sure you don' t abuse it | |
| We gonna getcha high, high | |
| It' s that southernplayalisticcadillac funky music | |
| Now players if you choose it | |
| You better make sure you don' t abuse it | |
| We gonna getcha high, high... |