Happy 28th birthday, ATLiens!
Now throw your hands in the air / And wave ’em like you just don’t care / And if you like fish and grits and all that pimp shit / Everybody let me hear you say, ‘O-Yea-yer’
Now throw your hands in the air / And wave ’em like you just don’t care / And if you like fish and grits and all that pimp shit / Everybody let me hear you say, ‘O-Yea-yer’
Now throw your hands in the air / And wave ’em like you just don’t care / And if you like fish and grits and all that pimp shit / Everybody let me hear you say, ‘O-Yea-yer’
‘Back when I was nothing, You made a brother feel like he was something / That’s why I’m with you to this day boo no fronting’