Today’s song of the day, “Elevators (Me & You)” by Outkast, is part of their ATLiens album released in 1996.

The OutKast lyrical duo enjoyed a successful career from the early ’90s to 2007. One of their releases, “Elevators (Me & You),” is the perfect song to play at an after-work party or a chill weekend afternoon. The band’s intricate lyricism, positive messages, and memorable melodies have earned them one of the most influential rap duos.

“Elevators (Me & You)” is a part of the OutKast album ATLiens, released in 1996 through Arista and LaFace record labels. The song peaked at 12th place on the Billboard’s Hot 100 becoming the album’s leading single.

Fun Facts

• “Elevators (Me & You)” was released on July 9, 1996by the LaFace record label.
• Arista Records and LaFace collaborated to release the ATLiens album.
• The single is the sixth track on the ATLiens, which has a total of 15 singles.
• Not many people know that Andre 3000’s real name is Andre Lauren Benjamin
• Outkast was founded in 1992 in Atlanta, Georgia.
• The band split up in 2007 to pursue a personal music career. The duo later reunited in 2014 for a brief time.
• “Elevators (Me & You)” peaked at 12th place on the Billboard Hot 100.

Lyrics 

[Verse 1: André 3000]

One for the money, yes, sir, two for the show

A couple of years ago on Headland and Delowe

Was the start of something good

Where me and my nigga rode the MARTA through the hood

Just tryna find that hookup

Now, every day, we looked up at the ceiling (Yuh)

Watching ceiling fans go ’round, tryna catch that feeling off instrumentals

Had my pencil, and plus, my paper

We caught the 86 Lithonia, headed to Decatur

Writing rhymes, tryna find our spot off in that light

Light off in that spot, knowing that we could rock

Doing the hole-in-the-wall clubs, this shit here must stop

Like, “Freeze!” We making the crowd move, but we not making no G’s, and that’s a no-no

[Verse 2: Big Boi]

Check it, a-one-two, a-one

“Two dope niggas in the Cadillac,” they call us

Went from “Player’s Ball” to ballers

Putting the South up on the map was like Little Rock to banging

Niggas say, “Motherfuck that playin’,” they payin’, we stayin’, layin’ vocals

Locales done made it with them big boys up in this industry

“OutKast, yeah, them niggas, they making big noise”

Over a million sold to this day; niggas, they take it lightly

’96 gon’ be that year that all y’all player-haters can bite me

I’m out this bitch

[Hook]

Me and you

Your momma and your cousin, too

Rolling down the strip on Vogues

Coming up, slamming Cadillac doors

Me and you

Your momma and your cousin, too

Rolling down the strip on Vogues

Coming up, slamming Cadillac doors

[Verse 3: Big Boi]

Back in the day, when I was younger, hunger

Looking to fill me belly with that Rallys, bullshit

Pull shit off, like it was supposed to be pulled

Full as a tick, I was stoned like them white boys

Smoking them White Golds before them blunts got crunk

Chunky asses, passes getting throwed like Hail Marys

And they looking like Halle Berrys

So, so fine, intertwined, but we ain’t sipping wine

We’s just chilling, I’m the rabid villain, and I’m so high

Smoking freely, me, Lil B, Reek, Mone and Shug

And my little brother, James, things changed in the hood

Where I live at, them rats know, “Momma, I want to sing

But, momma, I want to trick (Trick), and momma, I’m sucking dicks, now”

We moving on up in the world like elevators

Me and the crew, we pimps like ’82

Me and you like Tony! Toni! Tone! (Yeah, yeah)

Like this, East Point and we gone

[Hook]

Me and you

Your momma and your cousin, too

Rolling down the strip on Vogues

Coming up, slamming Cadillac doors

Me and you

Your momma and your cousin, too

Rolling down the strip on Vogues

Coming up, slamming Cadillac doors

[Verse 4: André 3000]

Got stopped at the mall the other day

Heard a call from the other way that I just came from (“Ayy”)

Some nigga was saying something

Talking ’bout smoke something

“Hey, man, you remember me from school?” “No, not really”

But he kept smiling like a clown, facial expression looking silly

And he kept asking me, “What kinda car you drive?

I know you paid, I know y’all got beaucoup hoes

From all them songs that y’all done made”

And I replied that I’d been going through the same things that he has

True, I’ve got more fans than the average man

But not enough loot to last me to the end of the week

I live by the beat like you live check-to-check

If it don’t move your feet, then, I don’t eat, so we like neck-to-neck

Yes, we done come a long way like them slim-ass cigarettes

From Virginia, this ain’t gon’ stop, so we just gon’ continue

[Hook]

Me and you

Your momma and your cousin, too

Rolling down the strip on Vogues

Coming up, slamming Cadillac doors

Me and you

Your momma and your cousin, too

Rolling down the strip on Vogues

Coming up, slamming Cadillac doors

Me and you

Your momma and your cousin, too

Rolling down the strip on Vogues

Coming up, slamming Cadillac doors

Me and you

Your momma and your cousin, too

Rolling down the strip on Vogues

Coming up, slamming Cadillac doors

Me and you