
Ah-hah, ah-hah! It’s B-o-B-o-B-o «I been all around the city of Atlanta» Ah-hah, ah-hah! It’s B-o-B-o-B-o «I been all around the city of Atlanta» All around the city of Atlanta (man I be) All around the city of Atlanta All around the city of Atlanta (I be) All around the city of Atlanta Well you already know where I be I’ll be off of Candler Road right off of 20 East And I be Mr. Eastside cause I represent that D And I be on that 107, Tugley Wood and Macafee But when I’m on the grind, I’m headed down to Frequency Or downtown in Atlanta at Havana’s yes indeed See over here in the A you see, we get down at the A you see Don’t gotta look hard for no peach, cause Georgia State got freaks Believe you can catch me fly as hell Coupe Deville down by Riverdale Fin' to do a show at Throwbacks by Onational And don’t be ridin dirty 'less you got some cash for bail So when I say you already, don’t even ask me player But hold up, is what they say when I roll up I’m on them ferris wheels like I’m ridin rollercoasters I stretch your girl like yoga, I wont let up like yola But y’all pushin my buttons like I’m 'bout to vent the soda But hold up, is what they say when I roll up I’m on them ferris wheels like I’m ridin rollercoasters I stretch your girl like yoga, I wont let up like yola But y’all pushin my buttons like I’m 'bout to vent the soda But hold up, is what they say when I roll up I’m on them ferris wheels like I’m ridin rollercoasters I stretch your girl like yoga, I wont let up like yola But y’all pushin my buttons like I’m 'bout to vent the soda or lack of a controller, I told y’all niggaz damn it Y’all aint messin wit me cause my stamina be jammin So handle all that Anna unless y’all handlin the cannon and I ain’t talkin 'bout no camera, I don’t know what you plannin I got fat backs like Bam Bam, it’s 'bout as long as bandstands I’m burnin so much trees I’m endangerin the planet And I take the Eastside with me everywhere I’m standin I represent Atlanta and this is what we got em sayin Well let me introduce ya, this is the Magic City so havin 20 grand is crucial, these girls’ll give you goosebumps See down here in the South I walk this Georgia dirt with swag Put my feet up in them fast, whip with B. Rich on the tag I guess you would say that I got mood swing cash I happen to get money while these haters gettin mad I’m conceited so I laugh, fuck! I got gallon bags Y’all got teeny weeny sacks, so when I breakin up they think I’m taking out the trash; I’m hot like boilin water boy Folk be hatin on the dirty cause we got the torch My foot work super fly so I guess I’ma soccer star
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