Letra de canción descargada de: https://www.albumcancionyletra.com ------------------------------------------ Outkast - Hootie hoo ------------------------------------------ [Big Boi:] Hootie Hoo Follow the funk from the skunk and the dank that is crunk in the dungeon It goes on and on and on, like that Goin out to the Jeeps and hoes in the īLac Ah suki, suki All day and day, any day, every damn day I be thinkin about the good olī days when I was a whippersnapper Used to try to get a kiss, but now it be them draws Iīm after Iīm just a Southernplayalistic pimp I used to slang a fat rock, but now Iīm servin hemp I never even smoke that crumba crap but yo, Iīm dope But doper than a junky or a pooky cuz itīs on So each one, teach one, I be claimin true Two weeks born in College Park and the things I used to do Around ATL, home of the pimps and the money makers Club niggaz, Magic City and them Southern playas I never said I was a gangsta but I will do ya So Hallelujah, Hallelujah One for the playas at the crib, dank and dranks And two is for the sound, Hootie Hoo that I make [chorus:] Hootie Hoo Tight like always, smoked out always (Hootie Hoo) Yeah, Hootie Hoo Big Boi on the left, Andreīs on my right Tight like always, smoked out always (Hootie Hoo) [Dre:] Now playin these bitches is my favorite sport But ainīt no game when they be callin your name in the court Oh, itīs Saturday night, I guess that makes it alright Got an obese twenty sack, fully packed, itīs so tight That itīs bustin out the seems, yes sir, Iīm set Oh, but let me tuck the 380 before I jet Hops off in the Lac with Big Gipp, you got a light (Hootie Hoo) Communication device off when I writes Should I answer the call, yes, Iīm mackin īem all We met īem up in the mall, recall Playerīs Ball Well, itīs Playerīs Ball 2, so I guess Iīll call you Later on, and then your whole crew can fall through Now later on done got here I takes a peek, now let me see, what do we got here? Draws, fallin down like niggaz in a drive-by I got up in them hoes and I told īem bye bye About two weeks later, she called me with some bullshit Talkin ībout her period late, guess what I did Click Naw, it couldnīt be me. Not me [chorus 2x] [Big Boi:] Uh, well you know we gettin blizzard cuz we got that chicken gizzard In the dungeon and scope but some of you niggaz canīt cope with it So, Opie, hip hop, to the front, to the back and it donīt stop From the streets of ATL to the slums of College Park So got on Martino, itīs Outkast for the 94 era You heard the playerīs call, we takin it to another level So īlujah, Halle, let me get a swallow of that Martel And you may go to hell [Dre:] Set sail with a nigga from ATL, Southwest that is Itīs that Southern ses in your chest that is One moī gen for my friend who donīt take No bullshit from no bitch who is stank I ainīt the sugar daddy nigga who will make you Silly of you to think that I would, but I will lay you Down like some bo-los, you can throw those Head, til Iīm dead, yes, itīs now your broke hoes Donīt get me wrong to disrespect is not my shit But if you fall in this category, then youse a bitch [chorus 4x]