Lower Case (no cap) Big Boi & Sleepy Brown (Ft. Killer Mike)

[Verse 1: Big Boi]
Just another motherfucking day out in Atlanta, it's your nigga, Daddy Fat
One half of the mighty O, them playa-listic Cadillac
Boys riding through your city, if you with me, bring it back
I'ma stay styling, wilding, profiling while sticking to the facts
See, 'round here we doin' laps while some might be feeling trapped
Never hating, just graduating, I been done threw the cap
No cap, do the dash and cruise the map, do the math
I've been around the world and I, I, I, I, I am true to that
Now who is that? B-I-G Boi, first generation D-boy
I be designated P-I-M-P and you's a peon
Canary-yellow diamond in the pinky ring, now kiss it
Keep it so exquisite, bro official, ho, we on a mission
We the tissue-tissue, you the toilet paper, go on and flush it
Told the baddest man to hit the hand, I had to go on and touch it, nigga

[Chorus: Sleepy Brown]
Rolling through the city, got the radio thumping
Just ran up another bag, can't nobody tell me nothing
How you love that? (How you love that?)
Tell me how you love that (Tell me how you love that)
It feel good to be a player, baby, catch me off in traffic
Got me swervin' all the lanes, steady dodging all the static
How you love that? (How you love that?)
Yeah, tell me how you love that (Tell me how you love that)