85 Songtext
von YoungBloodZ

Big boi]
Uh-huh, yeah, yknahmtalkinbout?
A-town connection right heah
You got youngbloodz, uhh
Featurin daddy fatsack, yknahmtalkinbout?

Outkast, yknahmtalkinbout?
Yeah, like dis. check it out
Repeat 2x (sung)
I know youre waitin for daddy, it wont be long shawty
Be patient cause im comin to you
Ridin dirty on 85, slow, takin it easy
I dont want nothin to keep me from you

Now the wind blows as im 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, im gon cut this hoe tonight


So ima get a call, from this broad
Run the game like she aint 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 im mashin on, im gone, livin in the world of hoes
So i suppose, its goin down deep in yo city
Cause in these parts, aint nuthin bad hard times
Now shawty, please, really

Sheeeit
Im lookin for anythang, gonna cutem 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 aint ya girl
Skeet-skeet one off and dip boi
Im slick as a curl, smooth as a pearl
Dont, dont be givin no gifts boi

On the first date or the worst date
Im goin all the way on the first play
Like hail marys to field goals
I think i was put here to drill hoes

For real doe; and while you blowin up my
Bar im off in your purse
To get my gas money then im back on the spressway
And im out this, geyeah!

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 aint playin around
Got a half a tank of gas, im 85 southbound
Its a long ass way, im from the 20 side of thangs
She said its dead serious, hot like some lighter flames

Oh you know how it go, im 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
Aint got my license, back so i need to slow down

Now im scrapin the flo, shawty aint got on no drawers
Man im breakin the law, tryna get me this broad
I dont know what it is, but shawty fine as hell
Slum-type that i like, straight from a-t-l

Shawty yeah!
(To fade)