In Atlanta
Is where I learned to fly
And all the girls have dreams the size of their behinds
And style to stretch a country mile
In Atlanta
The land of southern kings
Where you're a superstar no matter who you are
Your dreams can take you very far
In Atlanta
Fresh V-necks, white Forces, 'A' fitted
Fast cars, Georgia peaches, southern living
Got 'em flying in just to go to Magic City
It ain't nothing to catch a star poppin' shit at Lenox
Most of ya'll ain't from the city
F*ck who get offended
Hawks or Falcons game, they call Ball for the tickets
Dro and T.I. had the world screaming, "Bankhead!"
Damn, I can't believe Left Eye Dead (moment of silence for Left Eye)
Everywhere a nigga turned he heard Kilo
Goodie Mob was asking who was in their window
Born in the late 80's
A real Grady Baby
They say we killed hip hip
But, shit, I say we saved it
In Atlanta
Is where I learned to fly
And all the girls have dreams the size of their behinds
And style to stretch a country mile
In Atlanta
The land of southern kings
Where you're a superstar no matter who you are
Your dreams can take you very far
In Atlanta
I'm talkin' Kimberly Court Posse, K-C-P
West side, Fourth Ward, on up to A-D-V
I'm talkin' down by the Lawton, Terry White, Charles Black 'dem
Nigga talkin' crazy, set a fire like a match 'dem
Yeah, hustle game so tremendous
J jumping out the gym '96 Olympics
Dominique Dawes on my balls
Niggas making calls just to go see Dominique ball (two points)
And this the Omni
Strapped up, nigga won't take nothing from me
Talk slick as a game of spades and Jim Rummy
This was all at the card party
I remember a nigga used to have to MARTA card it
In Atlanta
Is where I learned to fly
And all the girls have dreams the size of their behinds
And style to stretch a country mile
In Atlanta
The land of southern kings
Where you're a superstar no matter who you are
Your dreams can take you very far
In Atlanta
Southern metropolis, I love you as though you were my boo
Probably the only woman I can be monogamous to
I brought Savannah to Atlanta
We menaging with you
Top of the penthouse I rent out
Binocular view
In my city niggas drive Bentleys like they old Cadillacs
Maseratis is niggas' hobbies
They park them in the trap
We take Ferraris and the Lambos and we race 'em like track meets
Black folks ballin', ain' talkin' 'bout athletes
We walking past these millionaire dollar homes in our bare feet
Walking out the door and walking straight to our black Benz
I'm waving at my neighbors, all families with black men
So tell me what city my black ass in
In Atlanta
Is where I learned to fly
And all the girls have dreams the size of their behinds
And style to stretch a country mile
In Atlanta
The land of southern kings
Where you're a superstar no matter who you are
Your dreams can take you very far
In Atlanta
Atlanta (feat. Yung Booke, Killer Mike & Pill) Video (MV)
Performed By: Paper Napkin
Language: English
Length: 3:52
Written by: Kedral Long, Michael Render, Philip Whatley, Tyrone Rivers
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In Atlanta
Is where I learned to fly
And all the girls have dreams the size of their behinds
And style to stretch a country mile
In Atlanta
The land of southern kings
Where you're a superstar no matter who you are
Your dreams can take you very far
In Atlanta
Fresh V-necks, white Forces, 'A' fitted
Fast cars, Georgia peaches, southern living
Got 'em flying in just to go to Magic City
It ain't nothing to catch a star poppin' shit at Lenox
Most of ya'll ain't from the city
F*ck who get offended
Hawks or Falcons game, they call Ball for the tickets
Dro and T.I. had the world screaming, "Bankhead!"
Damn, I can't believe Left Eye Dead (moment of silence for Left Eye)
Everywhere a nigga turned he heard Kilo
Goodie Mob was asking who was in their window
Born in the late 80's
A real Grady Baby
They say we killed hip hip
But, shit, I say we saved it
In Atlanta
Is where I learned to fly
And all the girls have dreams the size of their behinds
And style to stretch a country mile
In Atlanta
The land of southern kings
Where you're a superstar no matter who you are
Your dreams can take you very far
In Atlanta
I'm talkin' Kimberly Court Posse, K-C-P
West side, Fourth Ward, on up to A-D-V
I'm talkin' down by the Lawton, Terry White, Charles Black 'dem
Nigga talkin' crazy, set a fire like a match 'dem
Yeah, hustle game so tremendous
J jumping out the gym '96 Olympics
Dominique Dawes on my balls
Niggas making calls just to go see Dominique ball (two points)
And this the Omni
Strapped up, nigga won't take nothing from me
Talk slick as a game of spades and Jim Rummy
This was all at the card party
I remember a nigga used to have to MARTA card it
In Atlanta
Is where I learned to fly
And all the girls have dreams the size of their behinds
And style to stretch a country mile
In Atlanta
The land of southern kings
Where you're a superstar no matter who you are
Your dreams can take you very far
In Atlanta
Southern metropolis, I love you as though you were my boo
Probably the only woman I can be monogamous to
I brought Savannah to Atlanta
We menaging with you
Top of the penthouse I rent out
Binocular view
In my city niggas drive Bentleys like they old Cadillacs
Maseratis is niggas' hobbies
They park them in the trap
We take Ferraris and the Lambos and we race 'em like track meets
Black folks ballin', ain' talkin' 'bout athletes
We walking past these millionaire dollar homes in our bare feet
Walking out the door and walking straight to our black Benz
I'm waving at my neighbors, all families with black men
So tell me what city my black ass in
In Atlanta
Is where I learned to fly
And all the girls have dreams the size of their behinds
And style to stretch a country mile
In Atlanta
The land of southern kings
Where you're a superstar no matter who you are
Your dreams can take you very far
In Atlanta
Is where I learned to fly
And all the girls have dreams the size of their behinds
And style to stretch a country mile
In Atlanta
The land of southern kings
Where you're a superstar no matter who you are
Your dreams can take you very far
In Atlanta
Fresh V-necks, white Forces, 'A' fitted
Fast cars, Georgia peaches, southern living
Got 'em flying in just to go to Magic City
It ain't nothing to catch a star poppin' shit at Lenox
Most of ya'll ain't from the city
F*ck who get offended
Hawks or Falcons game, they call Ball for the tickets
Dro and T.I. had the world screaming, "Bankhead!"
Damn, I can't believe Left Eye Dead (moment of silence for Left Eye)
Everywhere a nigga turned he heard Kilo
Goodie Mob was asking who was in their window
Born in the late 80's
A real Grady Baby
They say we killed hip hip
But, shit, I say we saved it
In Atlanta
Is where I learned to fly
And all the girls have dreams the size of their behinds
And style to stretch a country mile
In Atlanta
The land of southern kings
Where you're a superstar no matter who you are
Your dreams can take you very far
In Atlanta
I'm talkin' Kimberly Court Posse, K-C-P
West side, Fourth Ward, on up to A-D-V
I'm talkin' down by the Lawton, Terry White, Charles Black 'dem
Nigga talkin' crazy, set a fire like a match 'dem
Yeah, hustle game so tremendous
J jumping out the gym '96 Olympics
Dominique Dawes on my balls
Niggas making calls just to go see Dominique ball (two points)
And this the Omni
Strapped up, nigga won't take nothing from me
Talk slick as a game of spades and Jim Rummy
This was all at the card party
I remember a nigga used to have to MARTA card it
In Atlanta
Is where I learned to fly
And all the girls have dreams the size of their behinds
And style to stretch a country mile
In Atlanta
The land of southern kings
Where you're a superstar no matter who you are
Your dreams can take you very far
In Atlanta
Southern metropolis, I love you as though you were my boo
Probably the only woman I can be monogamous to
I brought Savannah to Atlanta
We menaging with you
Top of the penthouse I rent out
Binocular view
In my city niggas drive Bentleys like they old Cadillacs
Maseratis is niggas' hobbies
They park them in the trap
We take Ferraris and the Lambos and we race 'em like track meets
Black folks ballin', ain' talkin' 'bout athletes
We walking past these millionaire dollar homes in our bare feet
Walking out the door and walking straight to our black Benz
I'm waving at my neighbors, all families with black men
So tell me what city my black ass in
In Atlanta
Is where I learned to fly
And all the girls have dreams the size of their behinds
And style to stretch a country mile
In Atlanta
The land of southern kings
Where you're a superstar no matter who you are
Your dreams can take you very far
In Atlanta
Writer: Kedral Long, Michael Render, Philip Whatley, Tyrone Rivers
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.