Outkast - Skew It on The Bar - B lyrics

Intro/Chorus: OutKast

Old school players to new school fools

`Kast keep it jumpin like kangaroos

but skew it on the bar-b we ain`t tryin to lose

Say `I be got damnit they done changed the rules`

(repeat 2X)

Verse One: Andre Benjamin

The common denominator, the nigga numerator

Never know who the hater, niggaz cater to your ego

I`m sorry like Atari whose the cousin to Coleco.. Vision

caught a Rico, back on the street like Chico.. DeBarge

he large and got a `Llac in the garage

Few parts here and there, I declare hard, my lawd

One at Clark, one at Spelman

Both know each other and it`s cool, you can tell when

he step off in the party women jump for joy

But all the wild niggaz scheamin they gon` jump the boy

for spittin all that bourgeoise, my watch, my car

I`m a star -- I`d rather be a comet by far -- rrrahhh!

Chorus

Verse Two: Raekwon the Chef

Deliver this through your audio, ghetto mafioso

Grow hydro, then bag it up yo

Price that longevity, suggest make moves

slow take time grow eight, react nine blow

Hydro slide raw like fuck Renaldo

Fly ride though, shit lookin wild dope

then glide yo, flippin the page, I go

Watch five-oh, jump on my meat, ride slow

Watch those, undercovers, cop those, rock those

Glocks blows leave em baggy and collect spot grows

Keep a watch froze, lean on the yacht and wash clothes

Let the chop` blow, bag a half a block plot grows, what?

Chorus

Verse Three: Big Boi

Boi, I bust raps like D-boys bust gats, shit

We the type of people that don`t bury the axe

or the hatchet, everytime we see your link we snatch it

Ridin round our hood talkin that dumb shit, your cabbage

is cracked, like plumber`s ass, and summer`s grass

I been in the game for a minute, seen some suckaz like y`all passin

thinkin you`re light skinned, aight then, lil` boy why you frightened?

The Dungeon Family gon` be here nigga so keep writing

I gotta hit The Source, I need my other half a mic

because that _Southerplayalisticadillacmuzik_ was a classic, right!

College Park, East Pointe and Decatur they got my back, so

We gon` keep on jammin and stabbin off in the track, ahh

Think it`s time to bungee but buddy we will be back

and I`m fin` to put some D`s on the `Llac, know dat!

Chorus