Well it's the M - I - crooked letter, ain't no one better
 And when I'm on the microphone you best to wear your sweater
 Cause I'm cooler than a polar bear's toenails
 Oh [bad word]  there he go again talkin that [bad word]  Bend, corner's like I was a curve, I [bad word] a nerve
 And now you bout to see this Southern playa serve
 I heard it's not where you're from but where you pay rent
 Then I heard it's not what you make but how much you spent
 you got me bent like elbows, amongst other things, nut I'm not worried
 Cause when we step up in the party, like I'm out-you-scurry
 So go get your [bad word]  shine box, and your sack of nickles
 It tickles to see you try to be like Mr. Pickles
 Daddy fat sacks, B-I-B-O-I
 It's that same [bad word] that took them knuckles to your eye
 And I try, to warn you not to test but you don't listen
 Givin the shout out to my Uncle Donnel locked up in prison
  [bad word]  Andre (repeat 2X)]
 
Now throw your hands in the air
 And wave 'em like you just don't care
 And if you like fish and grits and all that pimp [bad word]  Then everybody say O-Yea-yer
 
[Verse Two: Andre]
 
Now, my oral demonstration be like clitoral stimulation
 to the female gender, ain't nothin better
 Let me know when it's wet enough to enter
 If not I'll wait, because the future of the world depends on
 Therefore, if not the child we raise gon' have that [bad word] syndrome
 Or will it know to be the hard regardless of the skintone
 I really feel that if we tune it, it just might get picked on
 Or will it give a [bad word] about what others say and get gone
 The alienators cause we different keep your hands to the sky
 Like Sounds of Blackness when I practice what a preach ain't no lie
 I'll be the baker and the maker of the piece of my pie
 Now breaker, breaker 10-4 can I get some reply?
 Now everybody say...
  [bad word] 
 
[Verse Three: Big Boi, Andre]
 
Everyday I sit while my [bad word] be in school
 Thinkin about the second album at the Dungeon shootin pool
 Like E-S to the P-N, cuz we adjust to the beat in the zone (zone)
 Honey I'm home but I'm not married
 Carried a lot of problems around being fustrated
 And now I'm sittin at the end of the month I just made it
 Like you made the team
 And like the daddy's wife you makin the coffee
 You heard the A-T-L-iens
 So back the [bad word] up off me
 
Softly as if I played piano in the dark
 Found a way to channel my anger not to embark
 The world's a stage and everybody's got to play their part
 God works in mysterious ways so when he starts
 the job of speakin through us we be so sincere with this here
 No [bad word] or alcohol so I can get the signal clear as day
 Put my glock away I got a stronger weapon
 that [bad word] out of ammunition so I'm ready for war okay
  [bad word]