Welcome To Atlanta (Remix) Lyrics

Yeah, welcome to Atlanta, jackin' hammers and vogues Back to the mackin' and jackin' the clothes, adolescent packin' a fo' A knock on the do', who is it? I would happen to know The one with the flow, who did it? It was me, I suppose
JD in the Rolls and Luda's in the Cutt Supreme Skatin' down Old Nat, gat tucked and lean I split ya spleen as a matter of fact, I split ya team No blood on the sneaks gotta keep it so my kicks is clean
I get the cream, cops see me flick my beams I'm allergic to doc' prescribed antihistamines Oink oink, pig, pig, do away with the pork Only silverware I needs a steak knife and a fork
Did you forget your fuckin' manners? I'm 'Bruce' with 'Banners' Ludacris, Johnny Rockets when I shoot the cannon The woolly mammoth saber tooth bitch bite your tongue I won't stop until I'm rich as them whites'll come
I pulled up in the black Lotus, your plaques are bogus So I stripped them off the wall, waitin' for my cue To corner pocket eight balls you rackin 'em up I'm big paper like pancakes stackin 'em up
In fact I'm slappin' 'em up, Cadillac an' the truck I can't lose with twenty-two bitch that's what's up Runnin' in the back to fuck, better than the aquaduct Chil-l-lin', flip-p-pin', what?
Yo, yo, y-y-yo, yo, yo Y-y-yo yo, yo, yo, yo Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo,yo, yo Y-y-yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Welcome to Atlanta where the players play And we ride on dem thangs like every day Big beats, hit streets see gangsters roamin' And parties don't stop 'til eight in the mornin'
Welcome to Atlanta where the players play And we ride on dem thangs like every day Big beats, hit streets see gangsters roamin' [ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/welcome-to-atlanta-remix-lyrics-jermaine-dupri.html ] And parties don't stop 'til eight in the mornin'
Yo, uh, now the party don't start 'til I walk in And I usually don't leave until the thang ends But in the meantime, in between time You work yo' thing, I'll work mine
I been puttin' it down here since eighty-three Since the Lake Show, MD rivalry When 'Frozen Paradise' was the place to be If you was ridin', you was bumpin' to homie Shy-D
I'm the M.B.P., Most Ballin'ist Player Make my own rules, bitch call me the mayor Monday night, 'Gentle men's Club' Tuesday night, I'm up in the 'Velvet Room' gettin' fucked up
Wednesday, I'm at 'Strokers' on lean Thursday, 'Jump Clean' then I fall up in 'Kream' Friday, 'Shark Bar', 'Kaya' with Frank Ski Right on the flo' is where you can find me
Saturday is off the heezy fo' sheezy You can find me up in 'One-Tweezy' Sunday is when I get my sleep in Cause on Monday we be at it again, holla
Yo, yo, y-y-yo, yo, yo Y-y-yo yo, yo, yo, yo Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo,yo, yo Y-y-yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Welcome to Atlanta where the players play And we ride on dem thangs like every day Big beats, hit streets see gangsters roamin' And parties don't stop 'til eight in the mornin'
Welcome to Atlanta where the players play And we ride on dem thangs like every day Big beats, hit streets see gangsters roamin' And parties don't stop 'til eight in the mornin'