Wheelz Of Steel Lyrics - Atliens - Outkast

Intro: Big Boi 

Uhh 

As I sit in my b-boy stance 

With flip-flops and socks, and sweatpants 

We finna enhance your brain, check it out 

Verse One: Big Boi, Andre 

Once upon a time not long ago 

When the playa from the Pointe didn't have no flow 

A nigga hit me for my tennis shoes, walkin to the sto' 

Caught a nigga slippin, but now I lay it to the flo' 

just like carbon, cuz I got the heat in my rhythm 

Momma nay not, never braggin just to stay knot 

Even when I was a younger lad I learned my lesson 

Never talked to strangers in the trap and answered questions 

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The Pope and his folks got us under a scope 

But for unknown reasons cuz we don't sell dope 

That you distribute, we don't contribute, to your clandestine 

activity, my soliloquoy, may be hard for some to swallow 

But so is cod liver oil 

You went behind my back like Bluto when he cut up Olive Oyl 

Two things I hate lies and thieves they make my blood boil 

Boa constricted, on my soul that they call 

Chorus: Andre 

Touched by the wheelz of steel... 

Now show me how you feel... 

Touched by the wheelz of steel... 

Now show me how you feel... 

Verse Two: Big Boi, Andre 

It took your momma nine months to make it 

But it only took a nigga thirty minutes to take it 

Cut that kronk clean up I did, but I did so not safely 

Don't want no AIDS, *clapping* no claps, or no rabies 

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Yo, we take no shit, like ummm, stopped up commodes 

Gotta collect call, they done locked up my folks 

Low blow, hit me in the left ventricle 

We won't be able to ride out till two thousand fo' 

But not for long cuz we got a better sack to serve 

Tryin to take you other people for your rims at the curb 

Fore you swerve and bust ya forehead, go head, go head 

More head for me, while you ride to the beat 

Drop, like Tears, like For Fears, you know 

Shout Shout let it all out, just for my peers 

And pupils who feel like it's time to unwind 

Like December 31st, on nineteen-ninety-nine 

Chorus 

Verse Three: Andre 

Okay, like this, yeah yeah 

One time for my boy doing King shit 

Two times for Legit and it don't quit 

Three times for my folks in the drop top 

Four times OutKast and it don't stop 

One time for my cuz doing Queen thangs 

Dead fresh to the teeth eatin chicken wings 

Three times for my guhls in the beauty shop 

Four times OutKast and it don't stop 

*long interlude, Chorus again (fades)* 

Intro: Big Boi 

Uhh 

As I sit in my b-boy stance 

With flip-flops and socks, and sweatpants 

We finna enhance your brain, check it out 

Verse One: Big Boi, Andre 

Once upon a time not long ago 

When the playa from the Pointe didn't have no flow 

A nigga hit me for my tennis shoes, walkin to the sto' 

Caught a nigga slippin, but now I lay it to the flo' 

just like carbon, cuz I got the heat in my rhythm 

Momma nay not, never braggin just to stay knot 

Even when I was a younger lad I learned my lesson 

Never talked to strangers in the trap and answered questions 

The Pope and his folks got us under a scope 

But for unknown reasons cuz we don't sell dope 

That you distribute, we don't contribute, to your clandestine 

activity, my soliloquoy, may be hard for some to swallow 

But so is cod liver oil 

You went behind my back like Bluto when he cut up Olive Oyl 

Two things I hate lies and thieves they make my blood boil 

Boa constricted, on my soul that they call 

Chorus: Andre 

Touched by the wheelz of steel... 

Now show me how you feel... 

Touched by the wheelz of steel... 

Now show me how you feel... 

Verse Two: Big Boi, Andre 

It took your momma nine months to make it 

But it only took a nigga thirty minutes to take it 

Cut that kronk clean up I did, but I did so not safely 

Don't want no AIDS, *clapping* no claps, or no rabies 

Yo, we take no shit, like ummm, stopped up commodes 

Gotta collect call, they done locked up my folks 

Low blow, hit me in the left ventricle 

We won't be able to ride out till two thousand fo' 

But not for long cuz we got a better sack to serve 

Tryin to take you other people for your rims at the curb 

Fore you swerve and bust ya forehead, go head, go head 

More head for me, while you ride to the beat 

Drop, like Tears, like For Fears, you know 

Shout Shout let it all out, just for my peers 

And pupils who feel like it's time to unwind 

Like December 31st, on nineteen-ninety-nine 

Chorus 

Verse Three: Andre 

Okay, like this, yeah yeah 

One time for my boy doing King shit 

Two times for Legit and it don't quit 

Three times for my folks in the drop top 

Four times OutKast and it don't stop 

One time for my cuz doing Queen thangs 

Dead fresh to the teeth eatin chicken wings 

Three times for my guhls in the beauty shop 

Four times OutKast and it don't stop 

*long interlude, Chorus again (fades)*