[Verse 1 : Big Boi]
With one stroke of the pen I tune in to your satellite radio or FM station
I've been patiently waiting, to weigh in
Been under construction for two years
But now it's 'bout that time I double-dutch my way in
Left foot, right foot, steppin over biters
It's like the game is haunted cause there's so many ghostwriters
Me, see I'm a lifer with supply that may seem endless
Straight rider like a biker on a chopper with a hitlist
Witness the n***a that spit that vicious
Pitbull attack sh** when it comes to this rap sh**
... Daddy Fat Sax, b**h. Follow us
[Hook: Neil Garrard]
Follow us, now
Try to all the way, now
It's not another let down
Got somethin to say, right now
[Verse 2 : Big Boi (Neil Garrard)]
I know some of y'all done wrote a n***a off
Like the leases on these cars and these homes you n***as thought
You stayed in, with so many bosses why are they still
Layin n***as off they job? n***a for real
Gon' give a n***a a gig then
Help a brother get up out this pigpen
But nobody wants to keep it pimpin or 110
So with this pen I begin to illustrate from within, boy (boy)
(Paint a pretty picture like I'm chilling with my friends)
(Everybody's got a pocket full of ends to spend)
See Pica**o couldn't blend, put it all together or fit in
I'm like a crocodile walkin' 'round with alligator skin
Yes I'm is, the product of the ghetto where I lived
Call me Spongebob boy (boy) soaked up game as a little bitty kid
And never been a lame, before the fame I was the sh**
And now I'm just Big, ya dig?
[Hook]
[Bridge : Neil Garrard]
Why don't you come and find out
What this is all about
I will only say this once
So, come and follow us
[Verse 3 : Big Boi]
See we not even gonna play with 'em either
We gon' la-la-lay it down every f**ing time we see 'em
Make the club get crunk, yeah, we them type of people
But wait, it's not a sequel, no wait, it's BB's prequel
The beginnin before the beginnin, spend it how you spend it
Then, if you sell dope n***a stack it when you get it
Can't trick it, or spend it until it's gone
That's slippery business holmes, go get you a business loan
C'mon!
[Hook]
[Outro: Big Rube]
Now I lay you n***as down
You already sleep so b**h rest in eternal peace
You still scared of the Boogeyman?
I know you hatin but you know you was a 'Kast and a Goodie fan
Ain't no night light, it's light's out
I put these lyrics up your a** so far you never get the mic out
I know who you wanna sound like
With that Fruity Loop bullsh**, f** n***a night-night