Funkin` around lyrics

Artist  : Outkast 
Song : Funkin` around
 

ANDRE 3000:   Hello, well good evening ladies and
gentlemen / What we like to 
do right here / Well first of all, let me let you
know who I am / Well, I go by 
the name of Andre 3000, right / And we hail from
a place called like Stankonia, 
GA, right / You know right now everyone wants to
be from space / And like want 
to be from the country and everything like that /
You know, like really like 
the south is like / It`s cool to be from the
South right about now / Girls 
listen up // Torn between Saturday night and
early Sunday morn / I don`t know 
i`m somewhere stuck in between, tween / I`m out
here knowing Hip Hop is dead / 
The average nigga on my corner yelling / What the
fuck you mean, mean / See we 
ain`t even seen, the mountain top counter clock /
Wise goes the neighborhood 
hand-me-downs and canned goods / Won`t cut the
Grey Poupon we got that make you 
run / Back to the drawing board can`t afford to
lose y`all make me yawn / One 
slash one slash ninety-one / My teacher sees
potential in me says sit down son 
/ Now
 let me tell you like I heard it, when I felt
deserted / It wasn`t no other way 
to word it got my feelings murdered / By the
bullet of bad the singer of sad / 
Songs to make you long for your mom and your dad
/ Plaid clash with polka dots 
I hope you ain`t mad / Back up little mama i`m
about to react // ANDRE 
3000:(hook) /Yep, we ain`t just funkin` around /
Nope, you don`t want to see me 
clown / Nope, tomorrow sounds like right now //
SLEEPY BROWN: People have your 
party and please don`t be late / It`s time to
bounce, rock roller skate, bounce 
rock , roller skate / Hey sex mama, there`s no
time to waste / It`s time to 
bounce, rock, roler skate, bounce rock, roller
skate / Grab your partner, roll 
around / And feel the sound ah baby / People have
your party, don`t be late / 
It`s time to bounce, rock, roller skate // BIG
BOI: Well Scotty, is beaming, 
Lil Pookie `nem scheming / What`s the use in
living my nigga / While you 
snoozing, I`m dreaming / No Tylenol PM, you
amount to the same thing / Everyday 
like Per Diem
 / Never trying to be nothing, better than what
you are being / One nation 
under the cool, should be the rule / When a young
man or a young lady begins or 
/ Starts grade school silent before violence /
Nine times out of ten times the 
quietest is livest / Fumbling through your
privates / Daddy Fat Sax can I have 
you back? Naw! / Ooh! You such a player, ooh!
Your southern drawl / Got me 
sprawled out, in your black book my name is
crossed out / Went from starting 
second string, now you in the dog house /
Reminiscin`, a part of you was 
missing / Instead of arguements you think about
the hugs and kisses / If this 
is something hard for you to take / You better
bounce, rock, roller skate // 
(hook) //