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Outkast - Pj Y Rooster Lyrics

- Sounds like some bullshit. I mean, you really think the audience is gonna...
- ... Well Rooster said I could play what I want.
- No, nevermind anything that Rooster tell you. And we'll play the stuff I like, k?

Ain't nobody like my style, yeah.
I light my fire, yeah. (I light my fire, I light my fire)
They blow it out. (The blow it out, blow it out)
And don't nobody wanna feel like that, no.
Monkeys on my back crawl.
And watch them all fall. Go fall, Look out!

Nobody wanted to dance when I had a lot of time on my hands.
Now I got a lot of hands on my time.
And everybody wanna be a friend of mine, whoa whoa!
I wouldn't mind a friend, the fellas back at home all trying to win.
Moon keeps shinin' on bootleg bottles
Cops in the street keep ya feet on the throttle
Selling what ya got in a Ford A Model
Yellin go PJ go!

Ain't nothing idle, everything is wild yea.
You can be hit now, yeah (Soon as you turn around)
Be in the ground, yeah (Four, five, six feet underground)
And ain't no bible, at this here church, no.
You won't find God no, Might meet him first, aw.
Oh God, Look out!

Nobody wanted to leave, house so packed that we couldn't even bleed
And ain't no better place to fall in love, Angel sent from heaven above.
Swing down and come change your life, you might make a baby might meet your wife
But one sho thang that you gonna say, deep down south there's a lil' old place.
Them Idlewild cats man they don't play
Don't make me send a telegraph to Rooster, he'll shoot ya.

You better come harder than that sweetie!!! This ain't no...mortuary!

And you don't want to take it to the gat so soon.
Stanky stanky to the jankies waiting in the upper room
Til ya make us say our prayers we some players but you made us mash potatoes,
That potato, blast you hater, blastagator.
So you might just wanna kick back and drink booze,
Take that to ya woman, relax, break loose
Cuz fer soon, if she choose, she gon walk away from you straight to the Rooster
Because he?s cock-a-doodle-cool, what they do fool?
Moon shine run the small town clap shootin all time
---- gotta match your suit and hat.
All cats pursuing kind o' wild is Idlewild
Time to break it on break it on down now
Percival take it on out

Say whoa mammy, whoa mammy
Say whoa pappy, whoa pappy
Say whoa mammy, whoa mammy,
Say whoa pappy, whoa

Everybody get up. No, no, no, no get down (fade out)