Outkast

Gain the world or lose it all Gain it back again Bounce back Bounce that, bounce that, bounce that, bounce that, bounce that, bounce back Bitch I run the whole check up then I bounce back My lil' baby like to get on top and bounce it Run it back up on that ass when she bounce it You know I brought a whole pound Bitch I'm the man in my town Bitch I spent that whole check and then I bounce back I run this back up on that ass All we had was thorns in the rose garden No calm before the storm warning Cold mornings made us cold hearted My dawg can whip a fuckin' brick on a George Foreman The shit that drives me would drive you crazy don't try to save me Rock fly Versace and drive Mercedes the modern 80's I'm kinda crazy, paranoid my driver shady I'm at the lowest and my highest lately I was dodgin' evictions Couldn't afford my addictions With my father in prison Family poverty stricken Felt like we all got convicted No one bothered to visit Livin' in awful conditions Still put my dawgs in position, like woah woah We worship money like this shit was religion but no no 'Cause once I got it felt like something was missin' my whole soul Three stacks for a loud pack Not bad for a outcast Pulled up in that big boy Never thought I would bounce back Bounce that, bounce that, bounce that, bounce that, bounce that, bounce back Bitch I run the whole check up then I bounce back My lil' baby like to get on top and bounce it Run it back up on that ass when she bounce it You know I brought a whole pound Bitch I'm the man in my town Bitch I spent that whole check and then I bounce back I run this back up on that ass My bitch pull up like Joan of Arc, the coldest heart Belly Bonaparte my dawgs'll pick your fuckin' bones apart To ride this wave you need Noah's Ark and his golden heart Wait, I bear the holy mark although my soul is dark A sleepless night for every promise I would never keep Ten thousand on sheets although I never sleep I'm havin' day dreams of eatin' you out My face is the best fuckin' seat in the house Wait, no sympathy we take it religiously I took your bitch to Tiffany she had an epiphany Trips to Tripoli don't trip we do this shit differently The sound of victory, I almost drowned in the symphony Now tell these fuckin' house rats, me I got the mouse trap Load and cock it back and tell 'em all to meet me out back Three stacks for a loud pack Not bad for a outcast Pulled up in that big boy Never thought I would bounce back Bounce that, bounce that, bounce that, bounce that, bounce that, bounce back Bitch I run the whole check up then I bounce back My lil' baby like to get on top and bounce it Run it back up on that ass when she bounce it You know I brought a whole pound Bitch I'm the man in my town Bitch I spent that whole check then I bounce back I run this back up on that ass --- Outkast - Belly and Ty Dolla $ign