Redemptive tales from the 'hood, s… Read Full Bio ↴Produced by OutKast for Earthtone
Redemptive tales from the 'hood, spit over Earth, Wind & Fire horns and Curtis Mayfield guitar chords. Part blaxploitation theme song, part Black Poets' anthem - all the way pimped out.
Neal H. Pogue: I remember one day coming to the studio and Andre brought me the reels and said, 'Yo I got this song for you to mix.' I didn't know what it was, and when he put it up my first thought was like, wow. It was so different.
Andre 3000: The song started with a sample I'd chopped up. I was vibing on reggae stuff at the time, listening to a lot of Bob Marley. Preston's a groove monster. He will sit on a groove and stay there. I knew he would pull it off in a funky way.
Preston Crump: Dre wanted us to give it a reggae feel. I think that's another bass line that I wasn't told what to play. That was one of my favorites. When I heard what Sleepy sang on it, I couldn't stop giving him dap. When I heard what Sleepy sang on it, I couldn't stop giving him dap. I was like, "Man, you ain't do another verse?" But I guess that one was so good, you didn't need another one.
Andre 3000: Iceberg Slim used to put out albums talking on beats and I was like, "This is cool." I think I laid down my verse first and Big just came in. But instead of spoken word, Big likes to call it "smokin' word." That was his smokin' word.
Mr. DJ: Horns International did the horns. The lyrics came from one day when we were reminiscing about old times. Charles Disco [on Simpson Road] was one of those places we used to hang out. We used to sneak in. It was just interesting to see how Dre related back to that and that whole story. But that was kinda how a lot of the songs got started, just from conversations about things that we'd done.
Andre 3000: Me and Big Boi were in high school when we started going and getting drunk. This is how the night happened for real: I was so drunk I didn't make into Charles. So all the stuff I said after that was made up. But I remember saying to Big Boi, I'm so drunk I cannot leave this van. That's the real story.
Omar Phillips: The southwest side of ATL at that time just had an aura to it that people warmed up to. Quiet as it's kept, a lot of people don't realize that music was basically born and created on that side of town - everything from going to Club 731 at two in the morning and listening to those R&B bands to just a culmination of things that made that area heated, in a great way. You couldn't keep people away from the SWATS (Southwest Atlanta) - thanks to Cool Breeze and Goodie Mob for putting it out there like that, it was the area to be a part of and to come out of.
Kawan Prather: I think that was the record where Outkast got their props as producers from Rico [Wade] and Ray [Murray] and Pat [Sleepy Brown].
SpottieOttieDopaliscious
OutKast Lyrics
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Dickie shorts and Lincoln's clean
Leanin', checking out the scene
Gangsta boys, blizzes lit
Ridin' out, talkin' shit
Nigga where you wanna go?
You know the club don't close 'til four
Watch out here come the folks (Damn - oh lord)
As the plot thickens it gives me the dickens
Reminiscent of Charles a lil' discotheque
Nestled in the ghettos of Niggaville, USA
Via Atlanta, Georgia a lil' spot where
Young men and young women go to experience
They first li'l taste of the night life
Me? Well I've never been there; well perhaps once
But I, was so engulfed in the Olde E
I never made it to the door you speak of, hard core
While the DJ sweatin' out all the problems
And the troubles of the day
While this fine bow-legged girl fine as all outdoors
Lulls lukewarm lullabies in your left ear
Competing with "Set it Off," in the right
But it all blends perfectly let the liquor tell it
"Hey hey look baby they playin' our song"
And the crowd goes wild as if
Holyfield has just won the fight
But in actuality it's only about 3 A.M
And three niggas just don' got hauled
Off in the ambulance (sliced up)
Two niggas don' start bustin' (wham wham)
And one nigga don' took his shirt off talkin' 'bout
"Now who else wanna fuck with Hollywood Courts?"
It's just my interpretation of the situation
Damn damn damn James
Yes, when I first met my SpottieOttieDopalicious Angel
I can remember that damn thing like yesterday
The way she moved reminded me of a Brown Stallion
Horse with skates on, ya know
Smooth like a hot comb on nappy ass hair
I walked up on her and was almost paralyzed
Her neck was smelling sweeter
Than a plate of yams with extra syrup
Eyes beaming like four karats apiece just blindin' a nigga
Felt like I chiefed a whole O of that Presidential
My heart was beating so damn fast
Never knowing this moment would bring another
Life into this world
Funny how shit come together sometimes (ya dig)
One moment you frequent the booty clubs and
The next four years you & somebody's daughter
Raisin' y'all own young'n now that's a beautiful thang
That's if you're on top of your game
And man enough to handle real life situations (that is)
Can't gamble feeding baby on that dope money
Might not always be sufficient but the
United Parcel Service & the people at the Post Office
Didn't call you back because you had cloudy piss
So now you back in the trap just that, trapped
Go on and marinate on that for a minute
"SpottieOttieDopaliscious" is a song by Outkast that paints a vivid picture of a wild night out in the city. The song is divided into two parts, and each part takes on a different perspective of the night. The first part describes the wild party, with gangsta boys drinking heavily, talking shit and checking out the scene. The group reflects on their experiences in the club, noticing how the fine bow-legged girl sings sweet lullabies in the left ear as the fine music plays in the right ear. The line "Damn damn damn James" serves as a rhythmic break, which signals a change in perspective.
The second part goes deeper into the nature of the relationships that develop throughout the night. The singer talks about how he met his SpottieOttieDopaliscious Angel and how he was almost paralyzed by her beauty. He confesses how he and his partner have grown together and created a family. However, the lyricist acknowledges that "real-life situations" require a mature perspective and that he cannot afford to gamble with his family's future by engaging in harmful behaviors. The song concludes with a call to reflect on these deep truths.
Line by Line Meaning
Damn damn damn James
Expression of frustration or excitement
Dickie shorts and Lincoln's clean
Wearing stylish clothing
Leanin', checking out the scene
Observing the surroundings
Gangsta boys, blizzes lit
Men with an intimidating aura holding blunts
Ridin' out, talkin' shit
Boasting loudly while driving around
Nigga where you wanna go?
Asking where to take the party
You know the club don't close 'til four
Reminding the friends of the late closing time
Let's party 'til we can't no more
Encouraging them to party hard
Watch out here come the folks (Damn - oh lord)
Expression of fear towards authority figures approaching
Yes, when I first met my SpottieOttieDopalicious Angel
Recalling the encounter with a special person
I can remember that damn thing like yesterday
Vividly remembering the moment
The way she moved reminded me of a Brown Stallion
Comparing the person's movement to that of a majestic animal
Horse with skates on, ya know
Imagining a whimsical creature
Smooth like a hot comb on nappy ass hair
Describing the person's graceful and effortless movements
I walked up on her and was almost paralyzed
Feeling overwhelmed by the person's beauty
Her neck was smelling sweeter
Noticing the person's pleasing fragrance
Than a plate of yams with extra syrup
Comparing the scent to a delicious dish
Eyes beaming like four karats apiece just blindin' a nigga
Being genuinely mesmerized by the person's eyes
Felt like I chiefed a whole O of that Presidential
Feeling high and euphoric
My heart was beating so damn fast
Feeling nervous and excited
Never knowing this moment would bring another
Reflecting on how one moment can lead to another
Life into this world
Bringing new life through parenthood
Funny how shit come together sometimes (ya dig)
Reflecting on how unexpected events can lead to beautiful outcomes
One moment you frequent the booty clubs and
Acknowledging a past life of indulgence and pleasure-seeking
The next four years you & somebody's daughter
Realizing the consequences of one's actions and responsibilities
Raisin' y'all own young'n now that's a beautiful thang
Appreciating the beauty of raising a child with a partner
That's if you're on top of your game
Recognizing the importance of being responsible and mature
And man enough to handle real life situations (that is)
Being able to deal with challenging situations maturely
Can't gamble feeding baby on that dope money
Realizing the dangers of relying on illegal and unstable income
Might not always be sufficient but the
Acknowledging the limitations of legal and legitimate sources of income
United Parcel Service & the people at the Post Office
Looking for stable and reliable jobs
Didn't call you back because you had cloudy piss
Aware of the consequences of illegal drug use on job prospects
So now you back in the trap just that, trapped
Feeling trapped in the vicious cycle of poverty and addiction
Go on and marinate on that for a minute
Reflecting deeply on the harsh realities of life
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Written by: Andre Benjamin, Antwan Patton, Patrick Brown
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@thejesuschrist
dope ass track
@LIT387
Jesus what are you doing here
@Joe_Parmesan
@@LIT387 He came down to listen to Mos Def freestyle one time. Now, he's bumping some OutKast.
@Stillehreeeeeee
I didnt knew jesus was chill like dat brah
@NikKa7414
Dopalicious Track
@Tobias09101
The trumpets. The bass line. The drums. Perfection
@canevisdrew3396
I was just sayin this🫡
@nonaeubinis4934
The high hat ❤
@RestlessMind0479
🔥🔥
@johnindigo5477
I swear this horn part is from an old reggae or rocksteady song? ❤