[Verse 1: Big Boi]
Hootie-hoo, follow the funk from the skunk
And the dank that is crunk in the Dungeon
It goes on and on and on like that
Going out to the Jeeps and the hoes in the 'llac
Ah suki, suki, all day, every day, any day, every damn day
I be thinking about the good old days when I was a whippersnapper
Used to try to get a kiss, but now it be them drawers I'm after
I'm just a Southernplayalistic pimp
I used to sling a fat rock, but now I'm serving hemp
I never even smoked a crumb of crack, but yo, I'm dope
More doper than a junkie or a Pookie 'cause it's on
So each one teach one, I be claiming true
To East Point and College Park and the things I used to do
Around ATL, home of the pimps and the money makers
Club Nikki's, Magic City, and them Southern players
I never said I was a gangster, but I will do you
So Hallelujah, Hallelujah
One for the playas at the crib, drinking drinks
And two is for the sound, hootie-hoo, that I make
[Chorus]
Tight like hallways, smoked out always (Hootie-hoo, yeah)
Hootie-hoo
Big Boi on my left, Andre's on my right
Tight like hallways, smoked out always (Hootie-hoo)
[Verse 2: André 3000]
Now, playing these bitches is my favorite sport
But ain't no game when they be calling your name in the court
Oh, it's Saturday night, I guess that makes it alright
Got an obese twenty sack, fully packed, it's so tight
That it's busting out the seams, yes sir, I'm set
Oh, but let me tuck the .380 before I jet
Hops off in the 'Lac with Big Gipp, you got a light? (Hootie-hoo)
Communication device done went off twice
Should I answer the call? Yes, we macking 'em all
We met 'em up in the mall, recall "Player's Ball?"
Well, it's, "Player's Ball 2," so I guess I'll call you
Later on, and then your whole crew can fall through
Now later on done got here
I takes a peek, now let me see, what do we got here?
Drawers falling down like niggas in a drive-by
I got up in them hoes, then I told her, "Bye-bye"
About two weeks later, she called me with some bullshit
Talking 'bout her period late, guess what I did?
Click, nah, it couldn't be me, not me
[Chorus]
Hootie-hoo
Big Boi on my left, Andre's on my right
Tight like hallways, smoked out always (Hootie-hoo)
Hootie-hoo
Big Boi on my left, Andre's on my right
Tight like hallways, smoked out always (Hootie-hoo)
[Verse 3: Big Boi]
Well, you know we getting blizzard
'Cause we got that chicken gizzard
In the dungeon and scope
But some of you niggas can't cope with it
So, Opie, hip-hop, to the front, to the back, it don't stop
From the streets of ATL to the slums of College Park
So God Almighty know, it's Outkast for the '94 era
You heard the player's call, we takin' it to another level
So 'lujah, Halle, let me get a swallow of that Martell
[Verse 4: André 3000]
Set sail with a nigga from ATL, Southwest, that is
It's that Southern sess in your chest, that is
One more 'gain for my friend who don't take
No bullshit from no bitch who is stank
I ain't the sugar daddy nigga who will pay you
Silly of you to think that I would, but I will lay you
Down like some vocals, you can quote those
Head 'til I'm dead, yes, it's down your throat holes
Don't get me wrong, to disrespect is not my shit
But if you fall in this category, then you's a bitch (Hootie-hoo)
[Chorus]
Big Boi's on my left, Andre's on my right
Tight like hallways, smoked out always (Hootie-hoo)
Hootie-hoo
Big Boi's on my left, Andre's on my right
Tight like hallways, smoked out always (Hootie-hoo)
Hootie-hoo
Big Boi's on my left, Andre's on that right
Tight like hallways, smoked out always (Hootie-hoo)
Hootie-hoo
Big Boi's on my left, big Dre's on that right
Tight like hallways, smoked out always (Hootie-hoo)
A reference to the album title, Southernplayalisticadillacmuzik.
The duo keeps their blunts rolled tight like a real smoker should. Loose leaves means wasted trees.

Big Boi is getting blunted off of dank weed that smells as strong as a chicken’s innards.

André makes it clear that he is from the S.W.A.T.S. – the Southwest region of Atlanta.
André’s dealer was generous with the amount of weed he gave him for $20, so generous that it can barely fit in the bag it is being stored in.

André got a call from the girl he had sex with a few weeks ago claiming that she missed her period and is pregnant with his kid, but he just hung up the phone because he isn’t tryna deal with that shit.
Big Boi used to sell crack, but he switched to selling weed. This is a good move if you want to limit the amount of jail you will face if you get caught, but with less risk comes less reward since crack brings in more money.

East Point and College Park are the cities close to Tri-Cities High School, the place where Big Boi and Dre first met and started the glory that is Outkast.

“Each One, Teach One” is a common African-American proverb. It’s also a bangin' song by Poor Righteous Teachers
“Claimin' True” is another OutKast song that appears on this album.

Big Boi shouts out two popular Atlanta strip clubs here: Club Nikki VIP and Magic City.

André isn’t going to be this girl’s Superman, but he is willing to “lay” (have sex with) her, just like he lays his vocals down when recording a track.
When Big Boi was just a Little Boi, he was only interested in getting a kiss from girls. Now he is only content if he is getting in a girls panties (“draws”).

Dre sticks his .380 caliber pistol in his waistband before he hops in the car. Self defense, homie.

André shouts out all of his friends that don’t let women take control of their lives (especially ugly women).
“Hootie hoo” imitates an owl call, which makes sense considering the duo is using White Owl cigars to roll their blunts with the other members of the Dungeon Family. The “funk from the skunk” describes the strong, skunk-like odor that comes from smoking weed.

Although André often treats his pursuit of women as a sport or pastime, there is nothing fun about getting called into court on harassment charges. Court has two meanings here, as it can refer to a basketball court (“my favorite sport”), or an actual courtroom.

Big Boi juxtaposes the holiness of “Hallelujah” with the temptation of drinking Martell liquor here.
Kendrick Lamar echoes a similar idea on “Money Trees” years later:
It go Halle Berry, or Hallelujah
Pick your poison, tell me what you doing
And Big K.R.I.T. portrayed the same dilemma in the cover artwork of his mixtape 4Eva N A Day:

André fucks these women one at a time and then leaves them, all the while he’s causing their panties to hit the ground like victims of a drive-by shooting.

Big Boi might not actually smoke dope, but his music is so “dope” (of excellent quality) that he is doper than Pookie – Chris Rock’s crack addicted character in New Jack City. In other words:
I don’t smoke crack, motherfucker I sell it!“
Pookie is a fairly famous character in hip-hop circles, as he has been shouted out in songs like “Suicidal Thoughts” by Biggie and “Street Struck” by Big L.

Reference to the phrase “one for the money, two for the show” made popular by Elvis Presley on the intro to his song “Blue Suede Shoes”.
This is a reference to a line that is frequently repeated in the Prince song “Little Red Corvette”.

A reference to the duo’s debut single “Player’s Ball”.

André’s pager went off twice because his girls are trying to reach him, and he decides to answer so he can meet up with them and lay the mack down.

