Elevators Songtext
von OutKast

Gon′ take the elevator (let's take the motherfuckin′ elevator)
Now we'll take the elevator
Now, somebody say, "Ho-oh"
Say, "Ho-whoa" ("Ho-whoa")
Say, "Ho-oh" ("Ho-oh")
Say, "Ho-ho-ho" ("Ho-ho-ho")
Say, "Ho-oh" ("Ho-oh")
Now, everybody in this motherfucker, scream!


One for the money, yes, sir, two for the show (show)
A couple of years ago, on Headland and Delowe
Was the start of (start of) something good (good, good)
Where me and my nigga rode the MARTA (MARTA, MARTA)
Through the hood (hood, hood)
Just tryna find that hook up (hook up)
Now everyday we looked up at the ceiling (yeah)
Watching ceiling fans go 'round, tryna catch that feel
Off instrumentals, had my pencil and plus my paper
We caught the 86 Lithonia, headed to Decatur
Writing rhymes, tryna find our spot off in that light
Light off in that spot (spot), knowing that we could rock (rock)
Doing the hole in the wall clubs, this shit has got to stop
Stop

A one-two, a one-two
"Dope niggas in the Cadillac," they call us
Went from "Player′s Ball" to ballers
Putting the South up on the map was like Little Rock to banging
Niggas say, "Motherfuck that playin′"
They payin', we stayin′, layin' vocals
Locales done made it with them big boys up in this industry
"OutKast, them niggas, they be making big noise"
Over a million sold to this day (I can′t hear y'all)
′96 gon' be that year (now everybody)
That all y'all playa haters, say (yeah, everybody say)

Me and you (who else?)
Your momma and your cousin, too (what y′all doin′?)
Rolling down the strip on Vogues (on Vogues)
Coming up, slamming Cadillac doors
Slamming Cadillac doors, say


Me and you (well, who else?)
Your momma and your cousin, too (we can't hear y′all)
Rolling down the strip on, what? (On Vogues)
Coming up, slamming Cadillac doors (ay)
Back in the day, doe, back in the day, doe

Back in the day, when I was younger, hunger
Looking to fill me belly with that Rally's bullshit
Pull shit off, like it was supposed to be pulled
Full as a tick, I was stoned like them white boys
Smoking them White Golds before them blunts got crunk
Chunky asses, passes getting thrown like Hail Marys
And they looking like Halle Berrys
So, so fine, intertwined, but we ain′t sipping wine
We just chilling, I'm the rabid villain

Smoking freely, me, Lil B, Reek, Mone and Shug
And my little brother James, thangs changed in the hood
Where I live at, them rats know, "Momma, I want to sing
But, momma, I want to trick", what?
We movin′ on up in the world like elevators
Me and the crew, we pimps like '82
Me and you like Tony, Toni, Tone
We all (ay, L.A.), we all
Like this, East Point and we gone, say

Me and you (who else?)
Your momma and your cousin, too (what y'all doin′?)
Rolling down the strip on Vogues
Coming up, slamming Cadillac doors (what? Say)

Me and you (I can′t hear y'all)
Your momma and your cousin, too (I can′t hear y'all) (what y′all doin'?)
Rolling down the strip on Vogues
Coming up, slamming Cadillac doors

Got stopped at the mall the other day (okay)
Heard a call from the other way (yeah) that I just came from
Some nigga was saying something talking ′bout, wait
"Yo, André, you remember me from school?", "Well, no, not really"
But he kept smiling like a clown, facial expression looking silly

And he kept asking me, "What kinda car you drive?
I know you paid, I know y'all got a whole bunch of hoes
From all them songs that y'all done made"
And I replied that I had been going through the same things that he has
True, I′ve got more fans than the average man
But not enough loot to last me (what?) To the end of the week

I live by the beat like you live check-to-check (check, check, check)
If it don′t move your feet, then, I don't eat, so we like neck-to-neck
Yes, we done come a long way like them slim-ass cigarettes
From Virginia, this ain′t gon' stop (L.A., ay, L.A.)
(What y′all doin'?) Everybody, say

Me and you (who else?)
Your momma and your cousin, too (what y′all doin'?)
(Rolling down the strip on, what?)
Coming up, slamming Cadillac doors
Slamming Cadillac doors (and everybody, say)

Me and you (who else?)
Your momma and your cousin, too (I can't hear y′all, now, come on)
Rolling down the strip on Vogues (come on, goddammit)
Everyone, take it a little bit far, now
Now, all the ladies, all the ladies, say

Me and you (come on, daughter)
Your momma and your cousin, too (come on, y′all)
Rolling down the strip on Vogues (coming up, slamming what?)
Coming up, slamming Cadillac doors
Slamming Cadillac doors (now all the niggas, say)

Me and you, uh
Your momma and your cousin, too, uh, we
Rolling down the strip on Vogues, uh
Comin' up, comin′ up, slamming Cadillac doors

I dig that, I dig that
I really dig that
Let me ask y'all somethin′ real quick
Let me ask y'all a lil′ somethin' real quick, tho'
Is y′all havin′ a good time?
Oh, yeah, I feel that, it's-
There′s so much energy comin' out the crowd, the more y′all-