OutKast - Elevators

[Verse 1: André 3000]
One for the money, yes, sir, two for the show,
A couple of years ago on Headland and Delowe
Was the start of somethin' good,
Where me and my nigga rode the MARTA through the hood
Just tryna find that hook-up;
Now everyday we looked up at the ceiling,
Watchin ceiling fans go 'round, tryna catch that feeling
Off instrumentals, had my pencil and plus my paper,
We caught the 86 Lithonia headed to Decatur
Writin rhymes, tryna find our spot off in that light,
Light off in that spot, knowin that we could rock,
Doin the hole-in-the-wall clubs,
This shit here must stop, like, "Freeze!"
We makin the crowd move, but we not makin no G's,
And that's a no-no.

[Verse 2: Big Boi]
Check it, a one-two, a one-two dope niggas in the Cadillac,
They call us, went from Player's Ball to ballers,
Puttin the South up on the map was like Little Rock to bangin,
Niggas say ‘mothafuck that playin'!', they payin, we stayin layin vocals;
Locales done made it with them big boys up in this industry.
"OutKast, yeah, them niggas, they makin' big noise!"
Over a million sold to this day, niggas, they take it lightly,
'96 gon' be that year that all y'all playa haters can bite me, I'm out this bitch.

[Chorus:]
Me and you,
Your momma and your cousin too
Rollin down the strip on Vogues,
Comin up, slammin Cadillac doors.
Me and you,
Your momma and your cousin too
Rollin down the strip on Vogues,
Comin up, slammin Cadillac doors.

[Verse 3: Big Boi]
Back in the day, when I was younger, hunger,
Lookin 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,
Smokin them white girls, before them blunts, got crunk, chunky asses,
Passes getting' thrown like Hail Mary's,
And they lookin' like Halle Berry's –
So so fine; intertwined, but we ain't sippin wine
We's just chillin, I'm the rabid villain, and I'm so high,
Smokin freely, me, Lil B, Reek, Mone and Shug,
And my little brother James; thangs changed in the hood
Where I live at, them rats know, "Momma I want to singm
But, momma, I want to trick, and, momma, I'm suckin' dick now"
We movin on up in the world like elevators,
Me and the crew, we pimps like '82, me and you like Tony! Toni! Toné!,
Like this, East Point and we gone.

[Chorus:]
Me and you,
Your momma and your cousin too
Rollin down the strip on Vogues,
Comin up, slammin Cadillac doors.
Me and you,
Your momma and your cousin too
Rollin down the strip on Vogues,
Comin up, slammin Cadillac doors.

[Verse 4: André 3000]
Got stopped at the mall the other day,
Heard a call from the other way that I just came from,
Some nigga was sayin somethin', talmbout smoke
Somethin',"Hey, man, you remember me from school?" "No, not really."
But he kept smilin like a clown, facial expression lookin silly,
And he kept askin me, "What kinda 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 goin through the same things that he had,
True, I've 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 it 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 gon' stop, so we just gon' continue.

[Chorus:]
Me and you,
Your momma and your cousin too
Rollin down the strip on Vogues,
Comin up, slammin Cadillac doors.
Me and you,
Your momma and your cousin too
Rollin down the strip on Vogues,
Comin up, slammin Cadillac doors.
Me and you,
Your momma and your cousin too
Rollin down the strip on Vogues,
Comin up, slammin Cadillac doors.
Me and you,
Your momma and your cousin too
Rollin down the strip on Vogues,
Comin up, slammin Cadillac doors.