You Gonna Luv Me Da Backwudz (Ft. Milwaukee Black)

{*sped up sample to open: "You, and you, and you, and you
And you're gon' you're gon' you're gon' you're gon'
You're gon' you're gon' you're gonna love me!"*}

[Over sample]
Wussup Sho'Nuff boi!
Yup, yup, Milwaukee kick your feet up nigga

[Big Marc]
I'm comin down with the key to Decatur
East Atlanta slab rider, heavy grinder for paper (yup!)
City-slicker, heavyweight in the game
Froze wrist and earlobes, heavy weight in my chain (yup!)
Hittin the game where you niggas be slackin
Got the 'dro for the low, that's what my niggas be sackin
My, shell toes peddle Chevy's and vogues
White letters on the Cutlass with mahogany flo's
I'm ridin through Oakhurst, coated like Starburst
Candy paint glisten, lookin greasy like bratwurst (oh!)
The dude on my jersey is gray or deceased
You rested in peace, for snitchin to Decatur police
Servin niggas with a ghetto subpoena
Got that A-Town stompin back in Phillips Arena (A-Town stomp)
I'm, passin hoes like collection plates
And keep a broad on my squad who on section eight (oh!)