- Votes:
- Composers:
- Joseph
- Sean Paul / Prather
- Kawn K. / Sinclair
- Maurice Lorenzo / Hollis
- James C. / Grigsby
- Jeffrey Ray / Patton
- Antwan
 
- Genres:
- 90s
- Hip-Hop
 
- Tags:
- atlanta
- chill
- rap
 
- See also:
Youngbloodz - 85 lyrics
[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 curbYoungbloodz - 85 - http://motolyrics.com/youngbloodz/85-lyrics.html
 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)

















