High Schoolin’

Lyrics

[Intro: André 3000] Light... Ooooh, yeeeeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Light...) Yeeeeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Light...) Yeeeeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Light...) [Verse 1: André 3000] Yeah... yeah... uh Been always told to keep my head up But clichés just don't cut the cake when yo' neck tired from bobbing Life's a stage, streets' the cage We Dungeon rats, OutKast and Goodie Mobbin' Enough of the petite talk, I'd rather have a nigga with a perm Ain't got to have hope, on my side, than a nigga who frontin' Doin' other niggas' interpretation of God–stuntin' My growth, why vote for president if he a spy guy? That's like choosing which bullet you gon' get shot by A drank and some hot fries Slowly eating me up, from inside to outside "Well, you gon' die anyway, right?" Wrong I plan to live forever, I know it seems mighty long If you think about it in Earth terms Thank god we on the TV, but we think like earthworms Stay underground, like 'Cheers' or 'Dig Dug' Only come above to shake hands and give hugs Lay your beautiful body down on this fur rug You got to give a damn if you do not give a fuck – ha! Rack 'em up, 'cause we bustin' Once was the nigga in the back of the class who never said nothing Hip-Hop became my amplifier I live for inspiration – for without that, I will die (Go!) [Chorus: OutKast] Jitterbug jam, now can you dig it? Just, uh, don't stop and, uh, don't quit, 'cause, uh... We on that high school shit, and, uh You know that, uh, we steady Jitterbug jam, now can you dig it? Just, uh, don't stop and, uh, don't quit, 'cause uh... We on that high school shit, and, uh You know that, uh, we steady Jitterbug jam, now can you dig it? [Verse 2: Slim Cutta-Calhoun] Got issues on my mind like that fool from Columbine Will I swallow my pride, or take that ride? Better think, before my cock the slide and take a dive Into this hot pit, like oil and grits Stand alone on my own ten toes, against foes It's a snowstorm and you outside gettin' cold Luck has struck from buckin' seven every roll Throwin' snake eyes, thinkin' a nigga gon' fold Stand down, like four black Vogues on golds Snatchin' all the dough and leavin' y'all broke Going all out for a A+ in class I bust ass, walkin' barefoot over broken glass Now who gon' pass, player? You won't last See, you all in the race, just taking up space If it's war on the other side of the tracks, grab the straps Thought y'all knew, wild dogs run in packs So, who you think you foolin'? We can get to duelin' On some old school shit, like we high schoolin' (High schoolin'...) [Interlude: André 3000] {*schoolbell rings*} There he is! Get him! (Don't run! Don't run!) Yeah, sucker! What'cha gon' do now? (Don't run!) What'cha gon' do now, sucker? [Chorus: OutKast] Don't stop and, uh, don't quit, 'cause, uh... We on that high school shit, and, uh You know that, uh, we steady Jitterbug jam, now can you dig it? Just, uh, don't stop and, uh, don't quit, 'cause uh... We on that high school shit, and, uh You know that, uh, we steady Jitterbug jam, now can you dig it? [Verse 3: Big Boi] Let me walk you little kiddies through my school days Sunday night, I'd hit a party, missed a Monday, I'll go Tuesday Doomsday – homeroom was lookin' booty The girl I wanna cut is absent but I see a cutie But bump a flirt, I need to be doin' this homework to graduate Saturate my body and memory on some Alge-brae Bro, why you holdin' and totin'? That's to assassinate Go masturbate, you jack-off Nigga, take the hat off I'm a third year freshman, I started with the best of them But now them niggas done passed me I'm just a baby daddy O.G. – Original Goofball That used to slang the hard hard and smoke the soft soft All-star through the way-hall Niggas up in the school, they know my name, look! But that's because my face is in like eight different yearbooks Could've been took the S.A.T., but the streets got the best of me Thankin', and drankin', and bankin', open wide like sesame Y'all tellin' me to chill out (Chill out!) Before you be a drop out (Chill out!) A cop-out, is when you're thirty-something at your mom's house, yeah [Chorus: OutKast] Don't stop and, uh, don't quit, 'cause, uh... We on that high school shit, and, uh You know that, uh, we steady Jitterbug jam, now can you dig it? Just, uh, don't stop and, uh, don't quit, 'cause uh... We on that high school shit, and, uh You know that, uh, we steady Jitterbug jam, now can you dig it? Don't stop and, uh, don't quit, 'cause, uh... We on that high school shit, and, uh You know that, uh, we steady Jitterbug jam, now can you dig it? Just, uh, don't stop and, uh, don't quit, 'cause uh... We on that high school shit, and, uh You know that, uh, we steady Jitterbug jam, now can you dig it? Don't stop and, uh, don't quit, 'cause, uh... We on that high school shit, and, uh You know that, uh, we steady Jitterbug jam, now can you dig it? Just, uh, don't stop and, uh, don't quit, 'cause uh...