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Outkast - Rosa Parks (Lyrics)

Outkast - Rosa Parks (Lyrics) Subscribe here: http://bit.ly/rapcitysub Follow us on Spotify: https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1 Stream: https://Outkast.lnk.to/listenYD ➡️ Join Our Discord:   / discord   ➥ Become a fan of Rap City: https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1   / rapcitysounds     / rapcitylife     / rapcity808     / rapcitylife   ➥ Outkast: https://Outkast.lnk.to/followFI https://Outkast.lnk.to/followII https://Outkast.lnk.to/followTI https://Outkast.lnk.to/followWI Subscribe now 🔔 ✗ http://bit.ly/rapcitysub 📲 Connect with me: ✗ https://www.facebook.com/ Submit & Contact 🔻 📧: aron@thecity.us #Outkast #RosaParks #rap #city 🎵 Lyrics: Uh-huh, uh-huh, baby, yeah, yeah Cut it up, oh, oh, oh! Uh-huh, yeah, yeah, baby, uh-huh Uh-cracka, lacka-lacka-lacka, cracka, lacka-lacka-lacka Uh-huh, baby, uh-huh, yeah, yeah Uh-cracka, lacka-lacka-lacka, cracka, lacka-lacka-lacka Baby, yeah, yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh [Chorus: Big Boi] Ah ha, hush that fuss Everybody move to the back of the bus Do you wanna bump and slump with us? We the type of people make the club get crunk Ah ha, hush that fuss Everybody move to the back of the bus Do you wanna bump and slump with us? We the type of people make the club get crunk [Verse 1: Big Boi] Many a day has passed, the night has gone by But still I find the time to put that bump off in your eye Total chaos, for these playas, thought we was absent We takin' another route to represent the Dungeon Family Like Great Day, me and my n***a decide to take the back way We stabbin' every city, then we headed to that Bat cave ATL, Georgia, what do we do for ya? Bulldoggin' hoes like them Georgetown Hoyas Boy, you sounding silly, think my Brougham ain't sittin' pretty? Doing doughnuts 'round you suckas like them circles around titties Damn – we the committee, gon' burn it down But us gon' bust you in the mouth with the chorus now, say – [Chorus: Big Boi] Ah ha, hush that fuss Everybody move to the back of the bus Do you wanna bump and slump with us? We the type of people make the club get crunk Say, ah ha, hush that fuss Everybody move to the back of the bus Do you wanna bump and slump with us? We the type of people make the club get crunk [Verse 2: André 3000] I met a gypsy and she hipped me to some life game To stimulate, then activate, the left and right brain Said, "Baby boy, you only funky as your last cut You focus on the past, your ass'll be a has-what" That's one to live by, or either that's one to die to I try to just throw it at you, determine your own adventure – André Got to her station, "Here's my destination" She got off the bus, the conversation lingered in my head for hours Took a shower, kinda sour, 'cause my favorite group ain't comin' wit' it But I'm witcha, 'cause you probably goin' through it anyway But anyhow, when in doubt Went on out and bought it, 'cause I thought it would be jammin' But examine all the flawsky-wawsky, awfully Sad and it's costly, but that's all she– Wrote, and I hope I never have to float in that boat Up shit's creek, "It's weak" is the last quote That I wanna hear when I'm goin' down When all's said and done and we got a new Joe in town When the record player get to skippin' and slowin' down All y'all can say is, "Them n****s earned the crown," but until then [Chorus: Big Boi] Ah ha, hush that fuss Everybody move to the back of the bus Do you wanna bump and slump with us? We the type of people make the club get crunk Say ah ha, hush that fuss Everybody move to the back of the bus Do you wanna bump and slump with us? We the type of people make the club get crunk [Harmonica Solo: Pastor Robert Hodo] [Chorus: Big Boi] Ah ha, hush that fuss Everybody move to the back of the bus Do you wanna bump and slump with us? We the type of people make the club get crunk Say ah ha, hush that fuss Everybody move to the back of the bus Do you wanna bump and slump with us? We the type of people make the club get crunk [Outro: Debra Killings, Big Boi] Uh-huh, uh-huh, baby, yeah, yeah Uh-huh, yeah, yeah, baby, uh-huh Uh-huh, baby, uh-huh, yeah, yeah Baby, yeah, yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh Ah ha, hush that fuss, everybody move to the back of the bus Uh-huh, yeah, yeah, baby, uh-huh Do you wanna bump and slump with us? We the type of people make the club get crunk Say ah ha, hush that fuss, everybody move to the back of the bus Baby, yeah, yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh Do you wanna bump and slump with us? We the type of people make the club get crunk