Jermaine Dupri F- Ludacris Welcome To Atlanta Lyrics

Welcome To Atlanta Lyrics

[Ludacris]

 Yeah, Welcome to Atlanta, jack and hammer and vogues'

 Back to the mackin' and jackin' the clothes, adolescent packin a fo'

 A knock on the do', who is it?

 I would happen to know, the one with the flow

 Who did it?, it was me I suppose

 J-D in the Rollz and Luda's in the Cutt Supreme

 Skatin down old Nat, Gat tooked and lean

 I split ya spleen, as matter' fact I split ya team

 No blood on the sneak's, gotta keep it so my kicks is clean

 I get the cream, cops see me flick my beams

 Im allergic to 'doc perscribed anti-histemines

 Oink Oink, Pig Pig, do away with the pork

 Only siguar needs a steak knife and a fork

 Did you forget your fuckin manners, Im loose with banners

 Ludacris, Johnny Rockets when i shoot the cannon

 The Wooley mammoth saber-tooth, bitch bite your tounge

 I wont stop until Im rich as them white-boy come

 I pull up in the black Lotus, you're plaque's are bogus

 So I stripped them off the wall

 Waiting for my cue to corner pocket eight balls

 You rackin' 'em up, Im big paper like pancakes, stackin' 'em up

 In fact Im slappin' 'em up, Cadallacin' the truck

 I cant loose with 22"s, Bitch thats whats up

 Runnin in the back the fuck, runnin better than aquaduct

 chil-li-li-li-li-n.. what

 

 [Chorus]

 

 (JD)

 Yo, Yo.. Yo..Yo, Yo,

 Welcome to Atlanta where the playas play

 And we ride on them things like every day

 Big beats, hit streets, see gangsta's roamin'

 And parties dont stop til' eight in the mornin'

 

 (Ludacris)

 Welcome to Atlanta where the playas play

 And we ride on them things like every day

 Big beats, hit streets, see gangsta's roamin'

 And parties dont stop til' eight in the mornin'

 

 [JD]

 Now the party dont start 'til I walk in

 And I usually dont leave until the thing ends

 But in the mean-time, in between time

 You work yo thing, I'll work mine

 I been puttin' it down here since 83'

 Since the late show MD rivalry

 More froze than bad ice, with a place to be

 If you was ridin, you was ballin to homie Shadi

 Im the MBP, Most Ballernous Player

 Make my own rules, bitch call me the mayor

 Monday night, Gentlemen's Club

 Tuesday night, Im up in the velvet room, gettin fucked up

 Wednesday, Im at strokers on lean

 Thursday, jump clean, and I fall up in cream

 Friday, shark br kyack with Frank Skeem, right on the floor is where you can


 find me

 Saturday, is off the heezy fo' sheezy, you can find me up in one-tweezy

 Sunday, is when i get my sleepin'

 Cause on Monday we be at it again, Holla!

 

 [Chorus 2x]