Elevators (ONP 86 Mix)

One for the money, yes

One for the money, yes sir

One for the money, yes sir, two for the show

A couple of years ago on Headland and Delowe

Was the start of something good

Where me and my **** rode the MARTA through the hood

Just trying to find that hookup

Now every day we looked up at the ceiling

Watching ceiling fans go round trying to catch that feeling

Off instrumentals, had my pencil and plus my paper

We caught the 86 Lithonia headed to Decatur

Writing rhymes tying to find our spot off in that light

Light off in that spot, knowing that we could rock

Doing the hole in the wall clubs, this shit here must stop

Like freeze we making the crowd move but we not making no G's

And that's a no-no

Uh, check it

One two a one two, dope **** in the Cadillac they call us

Went from Player's Ball to ballers

Putting the South up on the map was like Little Rock to banging

**** say motherfuckers that playing, they paying

We staying laying vocals locales done made it with them big boys

Up in the industry Outkast, yeah, the **** they making big noise

Over a million sold to this day, **** they take it lightly

'96 gonna be that year that all y'all players haters can bite me

I'm out this bitch

Me and you, yo momma and yo cousin too

Rolling down the strip on Vogues

Coming up slamming Cadillac doors

Me and you, yo momma and yo cousin too

Rolling down the strip on Vogues

Coming up slamming Cadillac doors

Back in the day when I was younger, hunger

Looking to fill me belly with that Rally's bullshit, pull shit

Off like it was supposed to be pulled

Full as a tick, I was stoned like them white boys

Smoking them white golds, before them blunts got crunk, chunky asses

Passes getting thrown like Hail Mary's and they looking like Halle Berry

So, so fine, intertwined but we ain't sipping wine

We just chilling, I'm the rabid villain and I'm so high

Smoking freely, me Lil B, Reek, Mone and Shug

And my little brother James, things changed in the hood

Where I live at them rats know, "Mama, I want to sing, but"

"Mama I want to trick," and, "Mama, I'm sucking dicks now"

We moving on up in the world like elevators

Me and the crew, we pimps like '82

Me and you like Tony Toni Tone, yeah, yeah

Like this East Point and we gone

Me and you, yo momma and yo cousin too

Rolling down the strip on Vogues

Coming up slamming Cadillac doors

Me and you, yo momma and yo cousin too

Rolling down the strip on Vogues

Coming up slamming Cadillac doors

Got stopped at the mall the other day

Heard a call from the other way

That I just came from, some **** was saying something

Talking about, "Hey man, you remember me from school?"

No, not really but he kept smiling like a clown

Facial expression looking silly

And he kept asking me, "What kind of car you drive?"

I know you paid

I know y'all got beaucoup of hoes from all them songs that y'all done made

And I replied that I had been going through the same things that he has

True, I got more fans than the average man

But not enough loot to last me

To the end of the week

I live by the beat like you live check to check

If you don't move your feet then I don't eat

So we like neck to neck

Yes, we done come a long way like them slim ass cigarettes

From Virginia, this ain't gonna stop so we just gonna continue

Me and you, yo momma and yo cousin too

Rolling down the strip on Vogues

Coming up slamming Cadillac doors

Me and you, yo momma and yo cousin too

Rolling down the strip on Vogues

Coming up slamming Cadillac doors

Me and you, yo momma and yo cousin too

Rolling down the strip on Vogues

Coming up slamming Cadillac doors

Me and you, yo momma and yo cousin too

Rolling down the strip on Vogues

Coming up slamming Cadillac doors

Me and you, yo momma and yo cousin too

Rolling down the strip on Vogues

Coming up slamming Cadillac doors

Me and you, yo momma and yo cousin too

Rolling down the strip on Vogues

Coming up slamming Cadillac doors