Skew It On The Bar-b Lyrics

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