Spottieottiedopalicious Lyrics

Spottieottiedopalicious lyrics

[Featuring Patrick Brown]
[Hook]
Damn damn damn James
[Pat
Brown]
Dickie shorts & Lincoln's clean
leanin' checking out the
scene
Gangsta boys Bigga's lit ridin' out talkin' shit
Nigga where you
wanna go?
You know the club don't close 'til four
let's party 'til we
can't no more
Watch out here come the folks
[Dre]
As the plot thickens
it gives me the dickens
Reminiscent of Charles a li'l disco tech
nestled
in the ghettoes of Niggaville, USA
via Atlanta, Georgia a li'l spot
where
young men & young women go to experience
they first li'l taste of
the nightlife
Me? Well I've never been there, well perhaps once
But I was
so engulfed in the Old "E"
I never made it to the door you speak of hard
core
while the DJ sweatin' out all the problems
and the troubles of the
day
While this fine bow-legged girl fine as all outdoors
lulls lukewarm
lullabies in your left ear
competing with "Set it Off," in the right
But
it all blends perfectly let the liquor tell it
"Hey hey look baby they
playin' our song"
And the crowd goes wild as if
Holyfield has just won
the fight
But in actuality it's only about 3 A.M.
and three niggas just
don' got hauled
off in the ambulance [sliced up]
two niggas don' start
bustin' [wham wham]
and one nigga don' took his shirt off talkin'
'bout
"Now who else wanna fuck with Hollywood Court?"
It's just my
interpretation of the situation
[Hook]
[Big Boi]
When I first met my
SpottieOttieDopalicious Angel
I can remember that damn thing like
yesterday
The way she moved reminded me of a Brown Stallion
horse with
skates on ya know. Smooth like a hot comb
on nappy ass hair
I walked up
on her & was almost paralyzed
her neck was smelling sweeter
than a plate
of yams with extra syrup
eyes beaming like four karats apiece just blindin'
a nigga
felt like I chiefed a whole O of that Presidential
My heart was
beating so damn fast
never knowing this moment would bring another
life
into this world
Funny how shit come together sometimes [ya dig]
One
moment you frequent the booty clubs &
the next four years you & somebody's
daughter
raisin' y'all own young'n now that's a beautiful thang
that's if
you're on top of your game
and man enough to handle real life situations
[that is]
Can't gamble feeding baby on that dope money
might not always
be sufficient but the
United Parcel Service & the people at the Post
Office
didn't call you back because you had cloudy piss
So now you back
in the trap just that, trapped
Go on and marinate on that for a minute