Jermaine Dupri - Welcome To Atlanta lyrics

yeah (ludacris) Welcome to atlanta, jack and hammer and vouges' Back to the mackin' and jackin' the clothes, adolescent packin' a fo' A knock on the do', "who is it? I would happen to know, the one with the flow "who did it?" it was me i suppose J-d in rollz and luda's in the cutt supreme Skatin' down old nat, gat tooked and lean I split your spleen, as matter'fact i split ya team No blood on the sneaks, gotta keep it so my kicks is clean I get the cream, cops see me flick my beams I'm allergic to doc prescribed anti-histemines Oink, oink, pig, pig, do away with the pork Only siguar needs a steak knife and a fork Did you forget your f**in manners? i'm loose with banners Ludacris, johnny rockets when i shoot the cannon The wooly mammoth, saber tooth, b**h bite your tounge I won't stop until i'm rich as them whites'll come I pull up in the black lotus, your plaques are bogus So i stripped them off the wall Waiting for my cue to corner pocked eight-balls You rackin' 'em up, i'm big paper like pancakes, stackin' 'em up In fact i'm slappin' 'em up, cadallacin' the truck I can't lose with 22's, b**h that's what's up Runnin in the back the f**, runnin better than aqueduct Chil-li-li-li-li-n what... (chorus) (jd) Yo..yo...yo..yo..yo... Welcome to atlanta where the playas play And we ride on them things like every day Big beats, hit streets, see gangstas roamin' And parties don't stop 'til eight in the mornin (ludacris) Welcome to atlanta where the playas play And we ride on them things like every day Big beats, hit streets, see gangstas roamin' And parties don't stop 'til eight in the mornin (jd) Now the party don't start 'til i walk in And i usually don't leave until the thing ends But in the mean time, in between time You work yo' thing, i'll work mine I been puttin' it down here since '83 Since the late show md rivalry More froze than bad ice, with a place to be If you was ridin, you was bumpin to homie shadi I'm the mbp, most ballernous player Make my own rules b**h call me the mayor Monday night, gentleman's club Tuesday night i'm in the velvet room, getting f**ed up Wednesday, i'm at strokers on lean Thursday, jump clean, and i fall up in cream Friday, shark bar kyar with frank skeem, right on the floor is where you can Find me Saturday, is off the heezy fo' sheezy, you can find me up in one-tweezy Sunday, is when i get my sleepin' Cause on monday we'll be at it again, holla! (chorus x2)