Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Skew It on the Bar-B, artist - OutKast. Date of issue: 28.09.1998
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Skew It on the Bar-B |
| Old school players to new school fools |
| 'Kast keep it jumpin like kangaroos |
| but skew it on the bar-b we ain’t tryin to lose |
| Say 'I be got damnit they done changed the rules' |
| Verse One: Andre Benjamin |
| The common denominator, the nigga numerator |
| Never know who the hater, niggaz cater to your ego |
| I’m sorry like Atari whose the cousin to Coleco. |
| Vision |
| caught a Rico, back on the street like Chico. |
| DeBarge |
| he large and got a 'Llac in the garage |
| Few parts here and there, I declare hard, my lawd |
| One at Clark, one at Spelman |
| Both know each other and it’s cool, you can tell when |
| he step off in the party women jump for joy |
| But all the wild niggaz scheamin they gon’jump the boy |
| for spittin all that bourgeoise, my watch, my car |
| I’m a star -- I’d rather be a comet by far -- rrrahhh! |
| Verse Two: Raekwon the Chef |
| Deliver this through your audio, ghetto mafioso |
| Grow hydro, then bag it up yo |
| Price that longevity, suggest make moves |
| slow take time grow eight, react nine blow |
| Hydro slide raw like fuck Renaldo |
| Fly ride though, shit lookin wild dope |
| then glide yo, flippin the page, I go Watch five-oh, jump on my meat, ride slow |
| Watch those, undercovers, cop those, rock those |
| Glocks blows leave em baggy and collect spot grows |
| Keep a watch froze, lean on the yacht and wash clothes |
| Let the chop’blow, bag a half a block plot grows, what? |
| Verse Three: Big Boi |
| Boi, I bust raps like D-boys bust gats, shit |
| We the type of people that don’t bury the axe |
| or the hatchet, everytime we see your link we snatch it Ridin round our hood talkin that dumb shit, your cabbage |
| is cracked, like plumber’s ass, and summer’s grass |
| I been in the game for a minute, seen some suckaz like y’all passin |
| thinkin you’re light skinned, aight then, lil’boy why you frightened? |
| The Dungeon Family gon’be here nigga so keep writing |
| I gotta hit The Source, I need my other half a mic |
| because that _Southerplayalisticadillacmuzik_ was a classic, right! |
| College Park, East Pointe and Decatur they got my back, so We gon’keep on jammin and stabbin off in the track, ahh |
| Think it’s time to bungee but buddy we will be back |
| and I’m fin’to put some D’s on the 'Llac, know dat! |