《West Savannah》歌词

[00:00:11] West Savannah-Outkast

[00:00:23] February 1st 1975 it happened

[00:00:24] Was born in West Savannah way before I started rappin

[00:00:28] My mamma had a nigga at the age of fifteen

[00:00:30] My daddy was sellin that sack now he's gots responsibilities

[00:00:33] Stayed at me granny's while me mammy was at work

[00:00:36] And she couldn't watch my every move so shit I started servin

[00:00:39] Around Frazier Home down in the West Side projects

[00:00:42] Changin over foodstamps and hittin a lick was next see

[00:00:45] I'm just a playa like that my jeans was sharply creased

[00:00:48] I got a fresh white t-shirt and my cap is slightly pointed East

[00:00:51] So flyin or floatin a Brougham is what I'm sportin

[00:00:54] Sade is in my tape deck I'm movin in slow motion boi

[00:00:56] So meet me deep in the streets that's where I learned the capers

[00:00:59] Us lickin blunts lickin leaves rollin reefer papers

[00:01:01] I'm slightly slouched in the seats off in my bucket

[00:01:05] But the niggaz around the Ave and the hoes they love me

[00:01:07] They wanna be me and my family too

[00:01:09] Because the money that I make be puttin cable off in every room

[00:01:13] So follow the beans follow my lead through the nooks and crannies

[00:01:16] It's everyday life off in my hood so come and holla at me

[00:01:19] But go 'head on with that foolishness bitch

[00:01:21] Let me get lovely with my swerve because I'm true to this shit

[00:01:24] And if you comin with eight dollars you shit out of luck

[00:01:27] Because the West Side ain't takin no shorts on the dime

[00:01:29] So fire it up

[00:01:32] Now now now nine in my hand ounce in my crotch

[00:01:35] Diggin the scene with a gangsta slouch mmmmhmmmm

[00:01:37] (like that now like this and it don't quit and it don't stop)

[00:01:41] Nine in my hand oune in my crotch

[00:01:44] Diggin the scene with a gangsta slouch mmmmhmmmm

[00:01:48] (and it don't stop and it don't quit it's like that and ah)

[00:01:52] See niggaz in the South wear gold teeth and gold chains

[00:01:55] Been doin it for years so these niggaz ain't gone change

[00:01:58] They comin around the ghetto so you might call em soul

[00:02:00] Been wearin furry Kangol's so that shit is old

[00:02:03] You might slang a rock or two just to pay the rent

[00:02:06] Five dollars for a table dance so now your money's spent

[00:02:09] You listen to that booty shake music in your trunk

[00:02:12] As long as there's that "tic tic" followed by that bump

[00:02:15] I'm down to stick a hoe if she got a G-strang

[00:02:17] Cause the niggaz in the Pointe ain't changed main

[00:02:20] You might call us country but we's only Southern

[00:02:23] And I don't give a f**k P-Funk spot to spark another

[00:02:26] [Chorus w/ variations (repeat to end)