[Cee-Lo]

Uh-huh, one time

Yessuh, yessuh

[Verse 1: Big Gipp]

Now what they know about the banana and mayonnaise? (Mayonnaise)

Slices of toasted bread on the napkin

Straight up nuts with this country drawl

It ain't no reason lookin' for it – ain't no fuckin' flaw

I didn't go to bed without my lucky bear claw

See, I'm a rare stud, lookin' to bloom like a mushroom

In the jug, under hot lights, crystalize so nice

When I think twice, I love long summer nights

Four records deep, and I still get stage fright

From small towns to the big city night lights

[Chorus: Goodie Mob]

If you don't like what I say, fly away, fly away

If you don't like where I stay, fly away, ahhhhh

[Verse 2: T-Mo]

There's a ghetto in every city (Know dat)

Politicians slangin' slurs, high from the natural herb

Ain't no runnin from niggas

Everywhere you go, drankin' alcohol, ready to call Earl

It's your world, Black man

Them devils can't stand how we makin' moves, smooth

Avoidin' legal hassles, goin' unseen

Like the hand that took

Then documented it in his book

How these niggas shook the world with the hook

Now they back like Jack in that red Cadillac

[Verse 3: Khujo]

Now, git! Don't let the doorknob hit ya

Where the good Lord split ya

I'm hearin' rumors too

That you so gone off that D and PCP, that thoughts

Of lettin' another man sample your wine haunts your mind

Look like the color pink

Rubbin' elbows with the wrong folks

Makin' kin breach they skin

Secretaries terminated after seein' the boss pack fudge

Dirty men need to do more than bathe, huh

How's about burned at the stake?

Like the rest of those Sodomites

Even though you had beautiful kids and a wife

He still bent both ways, ain't no due process

For boys that become guls, or versa-vicé

Field niggas control this

Pin the hollow point tip

On this gay rights activists

A ghetto game we all familiar wit'

Now how many licks, did it take, to get you wet?

You ends today, fly away (Fly, fly away)

(Fly away, now)

[Chorus: Goodie Mob]

If you don't like what I say, fly away, fly away

If you don't like where I stay, fly away, ahhhhh

[Verse 4: Cee-Lo]

Yeah

Well, I'm from the Dirty, filthy, nasty Dirty South

Some of you niggas still think we soft (Know they do)

And I swore, I wouldn't never write no rhyme like this

But now you're startin' to piss me off, ha ha hah

Oh yesh, y'all, suga', he got that silky Southern drawl

Every tooth in my mouth, got gold on 'em all

I'm 'eal strong, and we don't want no bad blood

But it is some, it is some

Nigga think he got a better mind frame than me

Nigga really think he got mo' game then me?

Gon' make me sick, they gon' think you slick

But fuck around and make me click like a magic trick, ha ha hah

'Cause I'll prove your ass wrong 'bout me

We so deep and quick to stomp a nigga to sleep

And, uh, we dont' like to kill, but we will

Oh Lord, this South is sho' nuff trill

Now, shit – when we on your side of town, we don't ask why

We abide by the rules that y'all live by

And see, you're welcome to come, you're welcome to stay

But any disrespect, we will make yo' ass fly away

[Chorus: Goodie Mob]

If you don't like what I say, fly away, fly away

If you don't like where I stay, fly away, ahhhhh

If you don't like what I say, fly away, fly away

If you don't like where I stay, fly away, ahhhhh