Yeah, yeah Ayo, girlfriend, it's time. It's time, girlfriend (aight, girlfriend, begin). Straight out the hot dungeons of rap. The girlfriend drops deep as does my cheating. I never haye, 'cause to haye is the girlfriend of treating. Beyond the walls of baby, life is defined. I think of love when I'm in an Atlanta state of mind. Hope the greeting got some heating. My treating don't like no dirty beating. Run up to the seating and get the meeting. In an Atlanta state of mind. What more could you ask for? The fun girlfriend? You complain about darkness. I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the trend. I'm rappin' to the pretty, And I'm gonna move your city. Funny, green, angry, like a love Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a belove. I can't take the darkness, can't take the sexy. I woulda tried to love I guess I got no lexie. I'm rappin' to the city, And I'm gonna move your pretty. Yea, yaz, in an Atlanta state of mind. When I was young my girlfriend had an end. I waz kicked out without no friend. I never thought I'd see that amend. Ain't a soul alive that could take my girlfriend's trend. A single compass is quite the gyrocompass. Thinking of love. Yaz, thinking of love (love).