SpottieOttieDopalicious

[Hook]<br>Damn damn damn James<br><br>[Pat Brown]<br>Dickie shorts & Lincoln`s clean<br>leanin` checking out the scene<br>Gangsta boys Bigga`s lit ridin` out talkin` shit<br>Nigga where you wanna go?<br>You know the club don`t close `til four<br>let`s party `til we can`t no more<br>Watch out here come the folks<br><br>[Dre]<br>As the plot thickens it gives me the dickens<br>Reminiscent of Charles a li`l disco-tech<br>nestled in the ghettoes of Niggaville, USA<br>via Atlanta, Georgia a li`l spot where<br>young men & young women go to experience<br>they first li`l taste of the nightlife<br>Me? Well I`ve never been there, well perhaps once<br>But I was so engulfed in the Old "E"<br>I never made it to the door you speak of hard core<br>while the DJ sweatin` out all the problems<br>and the troubles of the day<br>While this fine bow-legged girl fine as all outdoors<br>lulls lukewarm lullabies in your left ear<br>competing with "Set it Off," in the right<br>But it all blends perfectly let the liquor tell it<br>"Hey hey look baby they playin` our song"<br>And the crowd goes wild as if<br>Holyfield has just won the fight<br>But in actuality it`s only about 3 A.M.<br>and three niggas just don` got hauled<br>off in the ambulance [sliced up]<br>two niggas don` start bustin` [wham wham]<br>and one nigga don` took his shirt off talkin` `bout<br>"Now who else wanna fuck with Hollywood Court?"<br>It`s just my interpretation of the situation<br><br>[Hook]<br><br>[Big Boi]<br>When I first met my SpottieOttieDopalicious Angel<br>I can remember that damn thing like yesterday<br>The way she moved reminded me of a Brown Stallion<br>horse with skates on smooth like a hot comb<br>on nappy ass hair<br>I walked up on her & was almost paralyzed<br>her neck was smelling sweeter<br>than a plate of yams with extra syrup<br>eyes beaming like four karats apiece just blindin` a nigga<br>felt like I chiefed a whole O of that Presidential<br>My heart was beating so damn fast<br>never knowing this moment would bring another<br>life into this world<br>Funny how shit come together sometimes [ya dig]<br>One moment you frequent the booty clubs &<br>the next four years you & somebody`s daughter<br>raisin` y`all own young`n now that`s a beautiful thang<br>that`s if you`re on top of your game<br>and man enough to handle real life situations [that is]<br>Can`t gamble feeding baby on that dope money<br>might not always be sufficient but the<br>United Parcel Service & the people at the Post Office<br>didn`t call you back because you had cloudy piss<br>So now you back in the trap just that, trapped<br>Go on and marinate on that for a minute