85 Lyrics - Singles - Youngbloodz

[big boi] 

Uh-huh, yeah, y'knahmtalkinbout? 

A-town connection right heah 

You got youngbloodz, uhh 

Featurin daddy fatsack, y'knahmtalkinbout? 

Outkast, y'knahmtalkinbout? 

Yeah, like dis.. check it out 

Chorus: repeat 2x (sung) 

I know you're waitin for daddy, it won't be long shawty 

Be patient cause I'm comin to you 

Ridin dirty on 85, slow, takin it easy 

I don't want nothin to keep me from you 

[j-bo] 

Now the wind blows as I'm on 85, and chiefin good 

With a six-pack a that colt 45 just like I should 

And if I could, I will, I might, get blowed tonight 

If thangs go right, I'm gon' cut this hoe tonight 

So i'ma get a call, from this broad 

Run the game like she ain't ready 

But still indeed, she on her knees, keepin thangs steady 

Like betty crocker, the face doctor 

Just as she swallows with passion 

So now she braggin, laggin behind 

What questions she now be askin, so time is passin 

Now I'm mashin on, I'm gone, livin in the world of hoes 

So I suppose, it's goin down deep in yo' city 

Cause in these parts, ain't nuthin bad hard times 

Now shawty, please, really 

Chorus 

[big boi] 

Sheeeit 

I'm lookin for anythang, gonna cut'em up 

Like everythang, in my stable 

Sir lucius, with the left foot, is ready willing and able 

But these hoes will get on your nerves 

Fuck all that kickin 'em to the curb 

You lackin that tolerance; 

You let the hoe swallow it, get off in yo' parlor an' 

Stab out to the cajun crab house 

Or the jamaican cat house 

Or the college, frat house 

For the gul you just, mad house that rat house 

And get you some scrub, she ain't ya girl 

Skeet-skeet one off and dip boi 

I'm slick as a curl, smooth as a pearl 

Don't, don't be givin no gifts boi 

On the first date or the worst date 

I'm goin all the way on the first play 

Like hail mary's to field goals 

I think I was put here to drill hoes 

For real doe; and while you blowin up my, 

Bar I'm off in your purse 

To get my gas money then I'm back on the 'spressway 

And I'm out this verse, geyeah! 

Chorus 

[sean paul] 

Man this shit gettin crazy, this girl wants to face me 

Met her jes last week, told me that her name was stacy 

Bad lil' bitch, add her straight to my collection 

Jump in my 'llac, in my pocket got protection 

For thangs to go down, see I ain't playin around 

Got a half a tank of gas, I'm 85 southbound 

It's a long ass way, I'm from the 20 side of thangs 

She said it's dead serious, hot like some lighter flames 

Oh you know how it go, I'm the nigga, she the hoe 

She told me some mo', I shut my cadillac do' 

My hands on the grain, my pedal down to the ground 

Ain't got my license, back so I need to slow down 

Now I'm scrapin the flo', shawty ain't got on no drawers 

Man I'm breakin the law, tryna' get me this broad 

I don't know what it is, but shawty fine as hell 

Slum-type that I like, straight from a-t-l 

Shawty yeah! 

Chorus (to fade)