He’s From The A

Lyrics

[Verse 1: The-Dream] I'm from where them nigga's always packin' And never solo whenever I'm up in Magic Throwing millions got these nigga's Michael jackin' Shorty, what's happenin' Started behind that A&P trappin' [Bridge: Micole] We from Atlanta Burnin' 'til we high as fuck Yeah my nigga we from Atlanta And she burn until she high as fuck [Chorus: Micole] He's from the A A little faded, saggin' jeans [?] He's from the A [Verse 2: Gucci Mane] I'm from the A-town, A-town Magic City's my playground 20 bricks on a Greyhound Smoking outta my 8 pounds Zone 6 is my stomping grounds In East Atlanta we don't play 'round Cash in, this is a shakedown When I smash your girl, she make sounds Gotta big house with a lake now All gas and no brake now Lotta love and a lotta hate But I know who really who fake now Started out selling breakdowns Now CD's and tapes, wow Now I ain't gotta sell weight And it feels great that I'm skrate now [Chorus: Micole] He's from the A A little faded, saggin' jeans [?] He's from the A [Verse 3: Micole] He's from where them fly girls with good jobs stay at Educated, independent women, red [?] I like gangstas, I like hustlers Candy-painted whip big wheels with a lotta [?] He love them strip clubs He make it rain, I make it rain too Standin' right beside him Make her drop it like she's supposed to Magic City, Onyx, don't forget Diamonds [?] up in [?] Rep Atlanta [Chorus: Micole] He's from the A A little faded, saggin' jeans [?] He's from the A