No Cigar Goodie Mob (Ft. André 3000)

[Intro]
Mm, mm, mm, mm

[Verse 1: Big Gipp]
Big lobster, big butter, country boy dip
If you ain't been to the moon, then you ain't did shit
All the mansions and shit, you know we layed in 'em
Different countries and shit, you know we stayed in 'em
Felines when we land, all peaches
Them yachts, four, four, pink beaches
I don't fuck with no battles, I don't do that
I'ma shoot you, turn around and holler, "Who that?"
Ooh-wee, ooh-wee, drop-top, high trees, ooh-wee
Rattlesnake skin, kill 12
Colorblind with a snotty nose, half-face with a flat-top
Phones off, plugs all night, vision drones up
(Ooh-wee, ooh-wee) Hunt you down at your residence
Where them white be's like a Cuban in Cuba, no cigar
Caviar, Cherokee, blood in the mud like creek water
Can't kill a mutant with Holy Water

[Chorus]
Who want smoke? Who want smoke?
Who want smoke? Who want smoke?
No cigar, no cigar
They close as fuck, but no cigar
Who want smoke? (Who?) Who want smoke? (Who?)
Who want smoke? (Who?) Who want smoke? (Who?)
No cigar (What?), no cigar (What?)
They close as fuck (Yeah), but no cigar