B.O.B. - Atlanta Ga. lyrics

[Intro] Ah-hah, ah-hah! It's B-o-B-o-B-o "I been all around the city of Atlanta" {HOOD RICH b*tch!!!} Ah-hah, ah-hah! It's B-o-B-o-B-o {DJ SPINZ fu*k ni**a} "I been all around the city of Atlanta" [Chorus] All around the city of Atlanta (man I be) All around the city of Atlanta All around the city of Atlanta (I be) All around the city of Atlanta Well you already know where I be I'll be off of Candler Road right off of 20 East And I be Mr. Eastside cause I represent that D And I be on that 107, Tugley Wood and Macafee But when I'm on the grind, I'm headed down to Frequency Or downtown in Atlanta at Havana's yes indeed See over here in the A you see, we get down at the A you see Don't gotta look hard for no peach, cause Georgia State got freaks Believe you can catch me fly as hell Coupe Deville down by Riverdale Fin' to do a show at Throwbacks by Onational And don't be ridin dirty 'less you got some cash for bail So when I say you already, don't even ask me player [Chorus - 2X] But hold up, is what they say when I roll up I'm on them ferris wheels like I'm ridin rollercoasters I stretch your girl like yoga, I wont let up like yola But y'all pushin my bu*tons like I'm 'bout to vent the soda {DJ SPINZ!!} But hold up, is what they say when I roll up I'm on them ferris wheels like I'm ridin rollercoasters I stretch your girl like yoga, I wont let up like yola But y'all pushin my bu*tons like I'm 'bout to vent the soda [scratched] But hold up, is what they say when I roll up I'm on them ferris wheels like I'm ridin rollercoasters I stretch your girl like yoga, I wont let up like yola But y'all pushin my bu*tons like I'm 'bout to vent the soda or lack of a controller, I told y'all n***az damn it Y'all aint messin wit me cause my stamina be jammin So handle all that Anna unless y'all handlin the cannon and I ain't talkin 'bout no camera, I don't know what you plannin I got fat backs like Bam Bam, it's 'bout as long as bandstands I'm burnin so much trees I'm endangerin the planet And I take the Eastside with me everywhere I'm standin I represent Atlanta and this is what we got em sayin [Chorus - 2X] Well let me introduce ya, this is the Magic City so havin 20 grand is crucial, these girls'll give you goosebumps See down here in the South I walk this Georgia dirt with swag Put my feet up in them fast, whip with B. Rich on the tag I guess you would say that I got mood swing cash I happen to get money while these haters gettin mad I'm conceited so I laugh, f**! I got gallon bags Y'all got teeny weeny sacks, so when I breakin up they think I'm taking out the trash; I'm hot like boilin water boy Folk be hatin on the dirty cause we got the torch My foot work super fly so I guess I'ma soccer star [Chorus - 2X]