UberBeaver
Breakdancing Soul Pilgrim
My boss told me, "Son,
Times is tough.
I'm afraid you're done.
But one last thing before your flight.
Let's head down to Atlanta -
We gonna hit that shit RITE!"
So now I'm on a jet plane,
First Class cause this ain't no game,
And I'm head down to ATL
Capital of South
I'm gonna raise some hell.
Left my woman back up Norf -
Where I'm going she can't go of course -
Cause I'm a be whoring and drinking
On the company dime.
I'll be sure to call to say
I'm having a miserable time.
Then it's back to whorin and drinking
ANd cheating and stinking.
And I'm praying for snow
To delay my return flight
Cause one week ain't enough
In the dirty dirty souf
To Hit ALL that shit - RITE!
HOLLA!
Times is tough.
I'm afraid you're done.
But one last thing before your flight.
Let's head down to Atlanta -
We gonna hit that shit RITE!"
So now I'm on a jet plane,
First Class cause this ain't no game,
And I'm head down to ATL
Capital of South
I'm gonna raise some hell.
Left my woman back up Norf -
Where I'm going she can't go of course -
Cause I'm a be whoring and drinking
On the company dime.
I'll be sure to call to say
I'm having a miserable time.
Then it's back to whorin and drinking
ANd cheating and stinking.
And I'm praying for snow
To delay my return flight
Cause one week ain't enough
In the dirty dirty souf
To Hit ALL that shit - RITE!
HOLLA!