Tytuł: Spottie ottie dopalicious

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