T.I - Your The Best Lyrics

Your The Best Lyrics - T.I.

Well, and you look at me, and then you look at them
And then you say- it's a no-brainer baby
Yea, well, ha, I guess... okay... and they say
Baby you're the best

[Chorus:]
Your superiors salutin' me ain't nothin you can do with me
He said between you and me (Baby you're the best)
Yo, you can't compete with me, there ain't no beatin me
That's why they yell and scream at me (Baby you're the best)
I know she like it don't she, that make you like it don't it?
That's probably why she goin (Baby you're the best)
Well yes apparently there's no need to sing aparently what everybody starin
At?
(Baby you're the best)

[Verse 1:]
Hey I'm the freshest thing you ever seen
Whether in the magazine or walkin out the mezzanine
Button-down sweater, jean front pocket fulla green, back pocket fulla steam
Gucci loafer super-clean, sharp as a guillotine
You seem so small compared to how shawty do his thang
I slap you in the mall and now one of ya'll betta not do a thang
Shoot you up in broad daylight, nobody do a thing
Don't play with him cause he don't play right- no matter who you bring

You two the same- sittin in the back but not in the limosine
Strech, maybach, laid back on promethazine
Consider me supreme until the team come and intervene
You wanna put it? anything? Haaa that's interesting
Better watch what you mentioning you never know who's listening
And I can getcha seen, choppa bullet hit ya spleen
And it can get extreme your body floatin up the stream
While I'm in the phillipines stupid overlay

[Chorus:]
Your superiors salutin' me ain't nothin you can do with me
He said between you and me (Baby you're the best)
Yo, you can't compete with me, there ain't no beatin me
That's why they yell and scream at me (Baby you're the best)
I know she like it don't she, that make you like it don't it?
That's probably why she goin (Baby you're the best)
Well yes apparently there's no need to sing aparently what everybody starin
At?
(Baby you're the best)

[Verse 2:]
You better tell em' hun, t.I.p. forever stuntin'
Can't noboddy tell em that, stubborn as a mule
Bullheaded and trained to never run
I have pulled a gun- I ain't bluffin pimpin you'd betta run
The youngest of the veteran than everythang you ever done
A lot of shit you've never done
Tote a bankroll big enough to choke an elephant
I roll with nasty hoes who eat pussy they think it's hella fun
I feed em hella cum they tell me (Baby you're the best)

Like I didn't know betta ain't gettin no betta than a young hugh hefner
He quite the cool fella, hey
I can get your groove right back to you- shella
Got a mil but I'm facin a hundred and two or better
But I still will pay some attention to you fellas
Get killed for the fame be on the newsletter
Did you forget what the last nigga who's name was two letters
Came and did to the game and they sayin he can do better?

[Chorus:]
Your superiors salutin' me ain't nothin you can do with me
He said between you and me (Baby you're the best)
Yo, you can't compete with me, there ain't no beatin me
That's why they yell and scream at me (Baby you're the best)
I know she like it don't she, that make you like it don't it?
That's probably why she goin (Baby you're the best)
Well yes apparently there's no need to sing aparently what everybody starin
At?
(Baby you're the best)

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T.I - You Know Who Lyrics

You Know Who Lyrics - T.i.

T.I. LYRICS

"What You Know?"

Aye..aye..aye..aye..aye..
What you know about that?
What you know about that?
What you know about that?
Aye...
Don't you know I got
Key by the three when I chirp shawty chirp back
Louis nap sack
Where I hold'n all tha work at

What you know about that?
What you know about that?
What you know about that?
I know all about that

Loaded 44s on the low where the cheese at
Fresh off the jet to the Jects where the G's at

What you know about that?
What you know about that?
Hey what you know about that?
Hey I know all about that

See me in ya city sittin pretty kno I'm shining dawg
Ridin wid a couple Latin brawds and a china doll
And you kno how we ball
Aye..
Ridin in shiny cars
Aye..
Walk in designer malls
Aye..
Buy everything we saw
You know about me dogg
Don't talk about me dogg
And if you doubt me dogg
You better out me dogg
I'm throwed off slightly bro
Don't wanna fight me bro
I'm fast as lightning bro ya better use ya Nike's bro
Know you don't like me cause
Yo bitch most likely does
She see me on them dubs
In front of every club
I be on dro I'm buzzed
Give every ho a hug
Niggaz don't show me mugs
Cause you don't know me 'cause

Aye...
Don't you know I got
Key by the three when I chirp shawty chirp back
Louis nap sack
Where I hold'n all tha work at

What you know about that?
What you know about that?
What you know about that?
I know all about that

Loaded 44s on the low where the cheese at
Fresh off the jet to the Jects where the G's at

What you know about that?
What you know about that?
Hey what you know about that?
Hey I know all about that

Candy on the '64
Leather guts and fish bowl
50 on the pinky ring just to make my fist glow
Ya bitches get low
Because I get dough
So what? I'm rich ho
I still pull a-kick-do' (kick ya door down)
What you talking shit fo'?
Gotta run and hit fo'?
Got you a yellin and I thought you put out a gun hit fo
But you's a scary dude
Believed by very few
Just keep it very cool
Or we will bury you
See all that attitude's, unnecessary dude
Cause you never Carry Tools not even sweary qs
You got these people fooled, who see you on the tube
Whatever try the crew, they'll see you on the news

Aye...
Don't you know I got
Key by the three when I chirp shawty chirp back
Louis nap sack
Where I hold'n all tha work at

What you know about that?
What you know about that?
What you know about that?
I know all about that

Loaded 44s on the low where the cheese at
Fresh off the jet to the Jects where the G's at

What you know about that?
What you know about that?
Hey what you know about that?
Hey I know all about that

Fresh off the jet to the block
Burn a rubber with a top-pop
I'll pop and bust a shot and tell em stop and make the block hot
Ya label got got
'cause you are not hot
I got the top spot
And it will not stop
A video or not that will bust it to the glock stop
Drag ya out that Bentley Coupe and take it to the chop shop
Partner, we got ya'll
If it may pop off
I'll answer the question "Will I get ya block knocked off?"
And what it is bro
Look I'll kill ya, bro
I'm in your hood, if you a gangsta what you here for?
Somebody better get bro for he get sent for
You say you wanna squash it what you still talkin shit for?

Aye...
Don't you know I got
Key by the three when I chirp shawty chirp back
Louis nap sack
Where I hold'n all tha work at

What you know about that?
What you know about that?
What you know about that?
I know all about that

Loaded 44s on the low where the cheese at
Fresh off the jet to the Jects where the G's at

What you know about that?
What you know about that?
Hey what you know about that?
Hey I know all about that

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T.I - You Know What It Is Lyrics

You Know What It Is Lyrics - T.I.

(feat. Wyclef Jean)

[Intro: Wyclef Jean (T.I.)]
Ay boy, don't spill my drink boy, ba-lip!
Now listen (Grand Hustle homie)
Everybody report to the bloodclaat dance floor (ay, ay, ay, ay)
Wyclef, "All Hands on Deck" - you love the beat?
(Boy you know what it is, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay)
Yo Tip, talk to me bloodclaat

[Chorus: T.I.]
I'm a real nigga homie, throw six figures on me
Got a pistol you don't want it, boy you what what it is
Ay, I'm way flyer, my pay's way higher
If they ever mention sire boy you know what it is
I got that drama, you don't want no problems
Dial up that llama, boy you know what it is
Ay, I get money, all I count is big money
Dick is all she get from me, boy you know what is
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay - boy you know what it is nigga

[Wyclef]
Yo T.I.P., let them likkle rap boys know how you livin

[Verse One: T.I.]
The wait is over, here we go again, I'm back into play
Gon' sell another couple mil' and take it back to the A
Gon' take that other couple mil' and put it back in the safe
Five cash for the crib on the back of the lake
I'm up in Crucial two-steppin with the gat in the waist
T.I. ain't in the street no mo', fo'-fo', is that what they say?
Don't even try him when you see him boy you have to be great
Cause this pistol hit you in your face, your teeth they'll have to replace
That's if you lucky nigga trust me, it don't hurt me to take
100 thousand to them Haitians you'll be murdered today, nigga

[Chorus]

[Wyclef]
Yo T.I.P. some boys wan' playa hate
Let them know who the King of the South is, talk to them!

[Verse Two: T.I.]
Well they sweatin when they see me, I'm apparently hot
Had the album of the year nigga, Grammy or not
Remember, all day I used to stay in the spot
With two revolvers in my pocket, pitch a hand of that rock
And now, chart toppin, ain't a car I ain't got
I'm the number one customer at my own car lot
You wanna know how much I'm makin, just imagine a lot
You know I'm probably gettin more that you'd imagined I got
Listen close, I need to know if you understand me or not
Because you disrespectin me, you and your man'll be shot

[Chorus]

[Wyclef]
Why y'all take shot, cause I'm movin?
We'll pop you in your chest boy

[Verse Three: T.I.]
Well from the King of the South to the King of the States
Ridin in a car you probably never seen in the states
No idea how much yay I can bring in the states
Hey you can get a hundred on 'em for a million today
Frank Lucas ain't the only one who made a million a day
But it's a American gangsta right here in your face
And you don't wanna see P$C on the scene with a K
You think you runnin up and robbin, that ain't even the case
And just because you get away, that don't mean it's okay
You a dead man walkin and I mean it, Okay? Hey

[Chorus]

[Outro: Wyclef Jean (T.I.)]
Some of them boys wan' talk 'bout they have done
They guns sound like popcorn, ya
When the King of the South (boy you know what it is)
Get with the King of Haiti, big up Jamaica
Expect this (boy you know what it is)
Bloodclaat gorillas a-come out (hahhh, ay, boy you know what it is)
And when that fire don't pop, come and gone
We have big LONG machine guns then
And when we pull them back (choppers'll hang you)
BLAP, BLAP, BLAP, BLAP! Bap-bap-bap-bap-bap!
You like the beat? (hahhh, they better)
We can sell you one y'know (well bop ya head then, Okay)
Yo big up to Haiti! (hey!)
I'm the king, all the way to the ATL (Bankhead, Okay)
Yo big up the whole South, East West North (Grand Hustle homie)
Yo London! Japan (HEY) yeah (P$C)
Yo Tip, respect (hahhh, yeah)

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T.I - You Don't Know Me Lyrics

You Don't Know Me Lyrics - T.i.

Ima tell y'all sucka ass niggas somethin'
First of all nigga
Look here dogg

{CHORUS}
You might've seen me in the streets,
But nigga you don't know me
When you holla this beef,
Remember you don't know me
Save all that hatin and tha poppin
Nigga you don't know me
Quit tellin Niggaz youz my partner nigga
You don't know me
Don't be a groupie keep it movin,
Nigga you don't know me
Hey I aint trippin 'cause the truth is really,
You don't know me
Yeah you know they call me T.I.
But you don't know me
You be hatin an i see why
Cause you don't know me

(verse)
I think it's time I made a song for niggas who don't know me
I graduated out the streets, Im a real O.G.
I been trappin shootin pistols since I stood 4 feet
So all you niggas actin bad you gone have to show me
You gon' make me bring the Chevy to a real slow creep
My niggas hangin out the window mouth full of gold teeth
When the guns start poppin wonder when it's gone cease
Chopper hit you in the side an create a slow leak
We been in the speculation but today we gone see
What's the future of a pussy nigga hatin on me
I give a fuck about the fed's investigation on me
I don't care that they at my shows and they waitin on me
Ima keep on flossin poppin long as Toomp is on the beat
Tell polices i aint stoppin Im a keep it in the streets
Contrary to your beliefs I'm as real as you can be
Fuck ya thoughts and ya feelings nigga you don't know me

Chorus 1x

(Verse 2)
Hey once again let me remind you nigga you don't know me
So don't be walkin up and asking what's the deal on a key
I don't know if you wearing wires you could be the police
If I was slangin blow you couldn't get a O.Z.
See me and the PSC fallin through at a show deep
Police holdin up the door cause they know we tote heat
I jus wanna ride wit C, blowin dro in the fleet
Or wit clan by the dozen different bitches in a week
I jus wanna chill wit Kuntry an his daddy Freddie G
Ballin out at anytime at any store and spend a G
I wanna ball in the Bahamas courtesy of K.T.
MacBoney gotta mill well as Dolla D.P.
A.K. house on the hill right next to J.G.
Every week meet at a falant restaurant and eat free
Get Inda paid, Lil Greg and B.
That's the only shot we got at gettin Cap back on the streets

{chorus}

(hook)
You see a nigga hating on a G
Ask him what it's gonna be
What you lookin at pussy nigga you don't know me
At the club and the streets- or wherever we should meet
Its choppers chopping, pistols popping,
Nigga you don't know me



You see a nigga hating on a G
Ask him what it's gon be
What you lookin at pussy nigga you don't no me
At the club and the streets- or wherever we should meet
Its choppers chopping, pistol popping,
Nigga you don't know me

{chorus}

Grand hustle pimp
Urban legend comin soon
The wait is over homie
Psc pimpin
Yo
You don't know me yall

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T.I - You Ain't Missing Nothing Lyrics

You Ain't Missing Nothing Lyrics - T.I.

Hey... Say pimp, this to everybody stretched out behind the wall,
Countin' days on their calendar...
Flippin' pages, month to month
Hey man... I don't give a damn 'bout how other folks treat you man
I just wanna let you know pimp,
You ain't missin' nothin' homeboy
Real Talk

[Chorus]
I know the times seem long,
Just try and keep strong
Put on your headphones and rewind this song
Remember you ain't missin' nothin' homes,
I promise you ain't missin' nothin' homes

Hey, just now the club on hold and the broads on pause
You get home, it's gonna be waitin' on y'all
So dog, just know, for real
You ain't missin nothin homes
I promise you ain't missin' nothin' homes
On Everything
[End Chorus]

My uncle did a decade,
Came home, hit the ground runnin' gettin' paid like he never did a day
Hit the streets, nigga still in the same place they were 'fore we went in the chain gang,
And doin' the same thing
'Cause the game go on, you only did two days in the joint -
The day you get locked up and the day you go home
I know it feels like the world passin' you by,
Like shit happenin' every day out there that you don't know 'bout
Everytime you call home your baby momma show out,
And your partners don't even send you flicks from when they go out
But don't worry 'bout it or stress it, cause shawty know what?
The time'll do itself, all you gotta do is show up
Keep layin' down wakin' up,
And thankin' the Lord
And 'fore you know it they gonna open the doors
True story, just prepare yourself for it,
If you ain't got a plan what you need was a second chance,
Shit, you gonna blow it!
Learn and visualize what you try to do,
And do the time homeboy, don't let the time do you
They say the time just flew on the street,
Hard to believe from me never but you'll see soon as you on the streets

[Chorus]
Probably thinkin' it's easy for me to say from here in the booth,
But they showed ya, they'd put me in there with you
Right now, locked down in the state of the fed, lay in the bed
Prayin' it's over and over as you say in your head
Yeah, next time I'ma be straight
Just count down to my release date... peace of cake
My nigga Kap right now, servin' a life sentence for a murder he committed,
In self defense
And in such good spirits, shawty ain't even trippin
And I could be right in there with him, no bull shittin'
He on his ninth year now, just waitin' to get out
Got me thinkin' my shit ain't even worth complainin' about
'Cause it could still be worse for sho'
So you waitin' on me to lose ho, you got to kill me first
I talked to my nigga Big Meedge, had to tell him the streets miss him just as much as he miss the streets
Had to let him know whenever he released,
We hittin' the club like '03, this time it's on me
Yeah we laugh, reminisce for a minute and then I tell him just nobody ever did it as big
It'll never be the same in this city again, closest you'll get is me and Jeezy and them
So dog, if it seems like you left behind, ten steps behind, just know it only gets better with time
[Chorus]

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T.I - You Ain't Hard Lyrics

You Ain't Hard Lyrics - T.i.

I done been locked up wit the worsest of niggas
Armed robbin con men and murderous niggas
The dope boys be the first to deliver
Green, brown, Or blow, got mo snow than Buffalo in the winter
Think these lyrics is comin from a pretender
If I said it I done seen it or done it
So I mean it when I say you don't want it
Done came a long way from jumpin the hunnids (hundreds)
To baggin them quarters, doin shows from L.A. to Flawda (Florida)
In Atlanta, I'm the law and the order, the king of it
Got a throne and a brougham and a (?) that's chrome
Callin houses on the water my home, wit no mortgage or loan
If I live in it I bought it and own it
If I'm wit a bitch I caught her and boned it
No question, no less than a week and she's in confession
And I bought no necklace unless I'm investin
No exceptions, I'll open ya closed session

[Hook X2]
You ain't hard til you cookin like this
You ain't mob til you fucked wit the click
Or you flippin them bricks
We make music for the broke and the rich
For the hoop and the 6
For the hustlas went from nothin to (?)

We hustle from 6 to 6 to 6 again
Sell fat nicks for 10 til the bricks get in
Venturin from ATL to Michigan
The talk of yo town, y'aint even worth mentionin
Peppermint try'na get another shipment in
And Sam Goody just hit us on the hip again
Got hot shit under our fits that'll pierce ya skin
And the click I'm in some made men, know dat
Got a deal now, but I was the shit befo dat
Totin steel now, but hold my own wit no gat
T.I.P. the answer to the question "Where them hoes at?"
The heat is catchin up to niggas runnin 4 flat
At the club gettin crunker than crackers on Prozac
Say you got some dubs on the Lac? Well shawty where the vogues at?
T.I.P. ain't the shit? come on shawty, don't act
I'm the hottest thing ever flowed over 24 tracks

[Hook X2]

Some niggas wonder how I made it, I do what it takes
At school I was cool wit the nigga who threw a 22 in ya face
Took ya starter coat and choked ya til you blue in the face
Or you might know me as the nigga who fucked ya bitch and bust 2 in her face
Either way, I'm a winner like the 4 and the trey
You probably never held mo dough than I can blow in a day
Sometimes I'm wearin gold, sometimes I'm ridin on it
Between us, I doubled up off my signin bonus
K.P. and Jay say "Shawty, ay you goin legit"
But I ignored the shit, when I scored a brick
I bet you never knew how quick 36 O's'll flip
Yeah I cook it til it bubble up, see how quick it double up
Competition's in trouble I'm supplyin the hood
Born, bred, when I'm dead, I'ma die in the hood
Niggas be tryin the hood, I open fire in the hood
Shut 'em up, wet 'em up, and let 'em lie in the hood

[Hook X2]

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T.I - You Ain't Fly Lyrics

You Ain't Fly Lyrics - T.I.

[Message to the Gangsta's:]
Ay man, it a lot of cats out here man,
These cats imposters man, these cats impersonating ballers man, I'm telling you man,
These nigga really broke out here on the low,
You do not have to lie to kick it man, I swear man. Hey...

[CHORUS: T.I.]
...Ya lyin' bout that dough you say you got,
You aint fly
Wit them cloudy ass rocks in ya watch,
You aint fly
See, you imitatin' cats who really hot but,
You aint fly
Man, you niggas need to stop you know you barely getting by
You aint fly

Ya lyin' bout that dough you say you getting'
You aint fly
In you monkey suits, swearin that you pimpin'
You aint fly
Seriously pimpin', stop your bullshitin'
You aint fly
Out here flexin' for them bitches when you barely getting by

[VERSE 1: T.I.]
I hate to see a nigga on some dummy shit,
Talking big money shit,
Livin' wit his mom, swear God that he runnin' shit,
Hey listen, I aint the one you wanna talk money wit,
Cause I run through and look at you like, "Where the money at?"
You ought be ashamed of you chain, I'm makin' fun of that,
Charm flickin' from time to time tryin to shine,
My shit up under my shirt and you admirin' mine,
Whoever told you that bullshit, will fly you a line,
I got a watch wit no diamonds,
Cost twice as much as that bullshit you wear when you call yourself shining,
And your ring, "Boy stop it",
You need to take that neck bullshit chain and put them both in your pocket.

[CHORUS]

[VERSE 2: T.I.]
Ha, these niggas tickle me,
"Why the gotta kick it like they rich, to me?"
I been doin' this since I was six, so this aint shit to me,
Man, I been fly since junior high and elementary,
My uncles raised a G,
But my daddy made a pimp of me,
I never been a wannabe,
I'm everything you wannabe,
As long as bitches lookin,
I'mma give 'em what they wanna see,
Your outfit cost less than my underclothes,
Ya ride aint shit man, I put my bitch in one of those,
My rides ridiculous, five and sixes,
Had the Rolls Royce, til I decided to switch it,
Now I'm in the Maybach,
Notice mines extended,
Feet kicked up, curtains closed, mind your business nigga.

[CHORUS x2]

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T.I - Yeah Lyrics

Yeah Lyrics - T.I.

Esc Block Ent

[Chours:]
Im In Tha Club Like Yae Yae Yae Yae Yae Yae Yae
U Poppin Pills (Yea Im On It)
X O (Yea Im On It)
U Got Da Dro
You Go Them Hoes
In Da Club Like
Yae Yae Yae...
Grey Goose (Yea Im On It)
Hold Patron (Yea Im On It)
U Got Da Dro(Yea Im On It)
You Get Dem Hoes

[T.I.P:]
Hey Nuthin Like A Psc N Block Ent Party Nigga
Real Niggaz With Real Money
Fo Sicka Farraris Nigga
Have Bitches Everywhere
20s N 50s Just Throw Em Out Slap Em On The Daria
Blow Da Dro
N Blow It Out
If U See A Scrub In Da Club
Nigga Point Him Out
Tryen Hit A Vip Theres No Love We Throwin Him Out
Tell Them Play They Position
Niggaz Stay N Get Laid
I Roll Wit Real Niggaz Like My Nigga Kuntry King
So Dont Give Me Yo Lip
Hk On My Hip Make U Hit A Fo Flip
N A Bandaid Fo Your Drip
In Case I Wonderin On How I Ball Or Where I Stay
Boyz In Da Hood We In Da Club Like Yae

[Chorus]

[Kuntry King:]
Gimme A Bottle Of Parton N A Blunt Of Kuch Im Good To Go
Im High As Fuck Im In Da Matrix Movin Slow
Yec Im Da Flyest Who Told You Da Oreco
How Could U Ever Doubt Me
Ask Ya Hoe She Know
Kuntry King Kuntry King Da Question In On It Mayne
Gettin Bucks All In Da Club Now How U Do Dat I Make It Rain
N I Got Some More Stacks Im Fin To Make Ya Stomp Bitch
Seein Money Dont Try Thunder On My Hip
Psc N Block In Hear Wit Tip Yung Joc In Here
That Means Mo Pill Poppin Chicks Pop In Here
We Over Here Yae Pimpin This Is How I Ride Poppin Rubberbands Got Da Drinks On High

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T.I - Ya Hear Me Lyrics

Ya Hear Me Lyrics - T.i.

Intro:
Yeah
Ay
Ay
That's right

Verse 1:
Hopping out a drop appla'
Pants hanging to my ankles
Feel em hate from every angle
They intimidating aint I
Imma beast,
They don't like to see me walking outta prison
I aint trippen I don't owe em nothing but a Ass Whippin
What you looking at? Brah you better cut the television on
Don't want us on yo ass, best to get the gettin on...
Homes,
I way known ya if you want it
I aint gotta go fo bad, I jus go for my opponent
I aint looking for no trouble I aint ducking none niether
Say a nigga jumping ship, I say so fuck em I don't need em
Still greet em with the same smile like I used to
Get wild if you choose to I aint finna shoot shoot
End up, head buss, bleedy no loose tooth
Whoop a nigga ass by his self or with a group too
Who? Fight back oh it like that?
Where my knife at, shawty I be right back.

Hook:
Fresh out the box imma mash out
(Ya hear me?)
This year a hunned mill imma cash out
(Ya hear me?)
Today a 100k aint none brag about
(Ya hear me?)
The king pull it right,
Big bank take lil bank
Fresh out the box imma mash out
(Ya hear me?)
This year a hunned mill imma cash out
(Ya hear me?)
Today a 100k aint none brag about
(Ya hear me?)
Rolling thru yo hood,
Can ya hear me now? goooddd...

Verse 2:
We gon do it big like we did befo
Fresh off of Kay,
ASAP, Motivation Hoe
Guess that's all it take
I got they ass with my poker face
Wait, till they get a load of me like the joker say (hahahaha)
A lot of time that bullshit we'll past but aint today
Gon be a (cold red, man down) like frankie say ay
At the layer where the players meet
All sqaures kick rocks with you're bare feet bitches cherish me
King back, nigga raise up...
It's safe to say them suckas wanna see me caged up
That chapter's over pass the mic, n set the stage up
Throw Yo A up, tell my p.o I don't blaze up, pee wee fire the haze up
They prise us, cuz old heads recognize the G in him

Black card no limit like p and them
Aint nobody seeing him, who fuckin with shawty them.
We pull up, bitches yell out OMG just like my daughter them.

Hook:
Fresh out the box imma mash out
(Ya hear me?)
This year a hunned mill imma cash out
(Ya hear me?)
Today a 100k aint none brag about
(Ya hear me?)
The king pull it right,
Big bank take lil bank
Fresh out the box imma mash out
(Ya hear me?)
This year a hunned mill imma cash out
(Ya hear me?)
Today a 100k aint none brag about
(Ya hear me?)
Rolling thru yo hood,
Can ya hear me now? goooddd...

Verse 3:
I'm in a jet black camera, wit me eyes on a spare
They say I can't have no pistol so I bought a bow and arrow
Just wait, niggas saying it aint the same and I get back
See aint a damn thing change but my 6-pac
You want reck, you can get that
But all the disrespecting shawty I aint wit that
Parta I aint finna chit chat,
Coming from when a nigga had to break em off a piece
Like a kit kat
Tell them kats bless me to impress me
Best leave or get wet like a jet ski
Overseas where you catch me
When they holla king nigga they don't mean elvis presly
Hard lumped up
Chest like a dump truck
Keep the sword on me, shawty this aint what you want brah
I aint gotta buss ya, if you close enough u getting stuck
Leave a nigga dripping like a sippie cup (pick em up)

Hook:
Fresh out the box imma mash out
(Ya hear me?)
This year a hunned mill imma cash out
(Ya hear me?)
Today a 100k aint none brag about
(Ya hear me?)
The king pull it right,
Big bank take lil bank
Fresh out the box imma mash out
(Ya hear me?)
This year a hunned mill imma cash out
(Ya hear me?)
Today a 100k aint none brag about
(Ya hear me?)
Rolling thru yo hood,
Can ya hear me now? goooddd...

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T.I - Wrap U Around Me Lyrics

Wrap U Around Me Lyrics - T.I.

Wrap you around, wrap you around me
Wrap you around, eh, eh

Come over here and give me
Some of that somethin' that you got, eh
Take my hand, take me heart
Take me anywhere you are
Oh, when I'm losin' my mind
And the madness just won't stop

I think about you, I think about me
I think about us together
I think of your eyes lookin' at mine
And I'm better, better

This world's too much for me to take
Come, give me some, some sweet escape
Get next to me, come close to me, grab hold of me
Wrap you around me, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh
Wrap you around me, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, eh, eh

Come, take me into that place
Only your love can take me, eh
Come, touch me now 'cause you're the one
With the touch that can save me, Oh
When it all gets too much, when it all gets too crazy

I think about you, I think about me
I think about us together
I think of your kiss touchin' my lips
And I'm better, better

This world's too much for me to take
Come, give me some, some sweet escape
Get next to me, come close to me, grab hold of me
Wrap you around me, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh
Wrap you around me, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, eh, eh

Your love surrounds me on my tender shelter
I know no one could ever love me better
Nothin' could make me feel the way I feel
When I'm beside you

This world's too much for me to take
Come, give me some, some sweet escape
Get next to me, come close to me, grab hold of me
Wrap you around me, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh

This world's too much for me to take
Come, give me some, some sweet escape
Get next to me, come close to me, grab hold of me
Wrap you around me, oh, Oh, Oh, Oh
Wrap you around me, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, eh, eh, yo

Eh, yo, eh, yo, eh, yo
Eh, yo, eh, yo, eh, yo, eh, yo
Eh, yo, eh, yo, eh, yo, eh, yo

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T.I - Wonderful Life Lyrics

Wonderful Life Lyrics - T.I.

Uh yea
Uh oh oh

I hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind
That I put down in words
How wonderful life like

Aye Trill, lemme holla atcha

Making yo momma proud, looking in yo daughter's eyes
Kickin the riches son's trippin, never realize
How you got him? They're so wrapped up in yo losses
You couldn't the profits cuz they'll be in the projects
It's definitely some projects just poppin when niggas floppin
Some of you went back to prison, tipic, coulda been a coffee
Now since we talkin you be trippin never since like that
Appreciate you listened me but G, you still alive
I'm lookin down at you, and sendin smiles to you
I check the record now, Oh tell to me get high wit you
Told you she would get you, that's good cuz shorty proud wit you
Kids getting big, same king right into my circle
So meet me drive a car, see bubble triggers you
I see the money reppin, and he's thinkin too
The days are beautiful, and major supercool
My life is over with ya'll, your life is good to you

And you can tell everybody
This is your song
And you can tell everybody
This is your song

I hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind
That I put down in words
How wonderful life like

Sit down, son
And listen to me son, and pay attention to me
Seems like I'm the only one that you would listen to
I never knew the time that ain't get to spare with you
Would ever resolve in you making yourself miserable
You gotta let it go, it's painful, I already know
Pastors to playas, just learn from the grown
So you got crystal wit you? And your sister precious too
I'm proud of you, did better than I expected you to
Although I knew you was special when you was smaller
That's why I was so much harder on you, knew you were smaller
That much come for the offer, I wasn't much of a talker
Great to see you doin better than me, even as a father
Take good care of yo mama, Overcoming the drama
Your life is wonderful sir, don't let em take it from you
Keep living it to the fullest, treasure it, it's a blessing
Be thankful for all this beauty, when it's over with forget it

And you can tell everybody
This is your song
(This is your song)
And you can tell everybody
This is your song
(Said This is your song)

I hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind
That I put down in words
How wonderful life like

Damn
What up, Feena? So good to hear from you, we missing you
Remembering all of our conversations, they be reminiscing you
The good the day they low, could tell they don't know who they listen to
Today I watch Jeanette like she was my own and that could missing you
I swear it's so unfair that I'm right here and you up there
I miss you so much and after the point I call your name but you not there
Now I can't rest and I can't do shit
Off my mind, I'm so upset
It wasn't your time to beat me there
Broke my heart to see you there
Shot with bullets that were meant for me, families never forgiving me
I knew, but all I could do was follow your memory
But pops I thank you so much for living, I had to grow up
Slinging crack on the corner ain't quite the future you wanted for me
Was it? And this pain I feel it never goes away
Does it? This load I carry get no lighter
I grew up all on my own with a broken heart and a broken home
Taught me everything I've known
Owe you everything I own
I must admit you raised a warrior, my life could be a story book
Hope you proud of me, didn't graduate from college but
Thanks for listening to me,
So long, I had this problem dog
Til we meet in person let's keep speaking through my verses for life

And you can tell everybody
This is your song
(This is your song)
And you can tell everybody
This is your song
(Said This is your song)

I hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind
That I put down in words
How wonderful life like

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T.I - Wild Side Lyrics

Wild Side Lyrics - T.I.

Smoking weed, lighting kroll
Only thing I've ever known is walk on the wild side
Welcome to our life
Springing ki's, springing K's
Every day we're getting paid to walk on the wild side
Welcome to our life

Come take a little walk with me through my neighborhood and come spend a day in my trail
Get your paper right and yay so good, but you keep it too to your lair
My lil partner holdin that word
Nigga won't wait to keep it round me
Been there, violate on my turf
Nigga you's in danger, died like that
Ain't no investigation, no statin this
And no whip to see it, we ain't seein shit
Pull up at the door with that jewelry on
To come see a bitch, that what he get
We on dog row with no street lights
That pistol play after fist fights
And them geek mobster walk all night
Well the crack pipe, tryina get it right
Midnight we shoot dice, the whole house smellin like cooked cray
You beat me and you talk shit
You get shot bitch and I took that
Hood racks on deck, that loud is all I blow
This shit to you it might sound loud
But this life is all I know

Smoking weed, lighting kroll
Only thing I've ever known is walk on the wild side
Welcome to our life
Springing ki's, springing K's
Every day we're getting paid to walk on the wild side
Welcome to our life

Aye, can you picture me back in '93?
Bump it out Dre, well I hit some weed
Cut school, make 10 G's
13, tryina get ki
At 15 I was full grown
Get wrong, get bust on
My uncle gave me a bunch of work and that shit was gone by the next morning
Yo white nigga running with me
Homicide, want nothing at all
Dead bodies, was nothing to see
That pistol play with jet fun at all
I was 19 with 2 felonies, One of my best friends had a life sentence
Had my uncle Fred, just like me
He had a bunch of problems, no longer living
All about that cocaine deal
And no education, no pot to piss in
Old school on chrome wheel
Window tinted, pistol hidden
That the shit that I come from
In my heart fear ain't none
Stand tall, I can't run
From this wild side that I walk on

Smoking weed, lighting kroll
Only thing I've ever known is walk on the wild side
Welcome to our life
Springing ki's, springing K's
Every day we're getting paid to walk on the wild side
Welcome to our life

All I ever did was pit on
All my old friends tryina get on
Shorty fall out making these songs
Ever talk down when I get home
Niggas, type of niggas you can shit on
Unexposed, brick chrome
Got body, big bones, that's hard body Jim Jones
Niggas other side, how we switch on em
Finna ride like when the tip's on
Finna make a toast, nigga tip home
First get the bread then you get going
On the land of the LAT where they spit chrome
Where most kids don't get to live long
If they pissed off get pissed on
Pistol whip and strip homie
Left for a minute and they switched on me
Caught em talking down turned a bitch on me
And they snitch on me, they got shit on me
So my guess is death is what they wish on me
You're blowing on the candles, those liz and dark eyes
Cuz they snap up part time when you on that wild side

Smoking weed, lighting kroll
Only thing I've ever known is walk on the wild side
Welcome to our life
Springing ki's, springing K's
Every day we're getting paid to walk on the wild side
Welcome to our life

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T.I - Why You Wanna Lyrics

Why You Wanna Lyrics - T.i.

[Intro]
Hey T.I.P pimpin
Hey shorty why you gotta act like that, I'm sayin
I'm just tryin to be nice to you

[Chorus]
Go and tell a nigga no, wit a ass so fat
Hey why you wanna go and do that love, huh
Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that, do that
Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that-that-that
In a relationship been faithful to a nigga so whack
Hey why you wanna go and do that love, huh
Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that, do that
Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that-that-that..aye-aye

[T.I.]
Can't help but notice how you glowing, I can see in yo face
Now I just wonder if he know he close to being replaced
Swear I treat you like a queen you put me in his place
So you can give back his ring and the key to his place
Tell the nigga one thing that you need yo space
Selling niggaz is one thing you don't need to chase
I wanna kiss you everywhere between yo knees and waist
Hear the sounds that you makin, get yo knees to shake
Holla at me in the A, you feel you need to escape
I gotta mansion and a gate, you wit me you safe
A Benz, a Phantom and a truck wit 23's the case
600 Gz in the safe, how much cheese it take?
This a chance you need to take, ain't no need to wait
Say the word we can leave today, this song's special
And it feel like faith, make a mistake
How the same thing making you sad I'm making you stay

[Chorus]
Go and tell a nigga no, wit a ass so fat
Hey why you wanna go and do that love, huh
Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that, do that
Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that-that-that
In a relationship been faithful to a nigga so whack
Hey why you wanna go and do that love, huh
Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that, do that
Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that-that-that..aye-aye

[T.I.]
I can't touch you like that, and make you make you feel like
This
Holla if you came back and it's still like this
Do he hit it from the back and make you feel it yo chest
Take advantage of what your concealing in yo dress
What, he think he too fresh to show that you the best
Compliment you on your intellect and treat you wit respect
Give you sex till you sweat, tongue kissing on yo neck
It's been awhile since she got it like this I bet
I can tell you ain't just another bitch I met
Ain't nobody got me open like this, not yet
You confused ain't decided which way you should go yet
So how you keep sayin no with yo panties so wet

[Chorus]
Go and tell a nigga no, wit a ass so fat
Hey why you wanna go and do that love, huh
Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that, do that
Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that-that-that
In a relationship been faithful to a nigga so whack
Hey why you wanna go and do that love, huh
Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that, do that
Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that-that-that..aye-aye

[T.I.]
This nigga playing mind games man
I think the time came, that you mind changed you understand
Life is like a chess move, you need to make yo next move
Yo best move, keep it pimpin' you understand...hey
I mean you know what I'm sayin I don showed you how I feel
You know what I'm sayin, I put myself all the way out there you
Know
The ball in yo court man, but I just got a question for
You...
Is you happy??

[Chorus]
Go and tell a nigga no, wit a ass so fat
Hey why you wanna go and do that love, huh
Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that, do that
Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that-that-that
In a relationship been faithful to a nigga so whack
Hey why you wanna go and do that love, huh
Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that, do that
Hey-Hey why you wanna go and do that-that-that..aye-aye

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T.I - Why U Mad At Me Lyrics

Why U Mad At Me Lyrics - T.i.

[T.I. Talking]
I got a question fo you hatin ass niggaz out there,Ay
Why you mad at me,Ay
Oh lame ass nigga why you mad at me
Sucka ass nigga why you mad at me

[Verse 1]
Remember late nights earn stripes servin straight white
Talk shit slap box clear into the day light
Might fuss may fight but stay tight
Keep what the "J" need for the lighter hit the base pipe
If the trap was the ocean or the sea
You could consider me and them the killa whales and great whites
Befo a nigga tried to click it make them think twice
Cause they knew Cap would kill a nigga fo blink twice
Day right I'm recitein my life
Nigga I was there no matter what through sirens on a silent night
Cold sundays slow mondays hot friday nights
Tuesday thursdays servin whether or not they ride tonight
On peaceful days hostful evenings even violent nights
Chip on my sholder hold a grudge cause you can die tonight
I swear you niggaz had no idea what my life was like
Befo the bright lights and a half a mil just to grab the mic

[Chorus]
Is it cause I came from the bottom to the top
Why you mad at me
Maybe cause I Spent a hundred on a drop
Why you mad at me
Is it cause I kept it pimpin and stayed down
Why you mad at me
Or is it cause I am the a town
Why you mad at me
Is cause you a lame and I'm a "G"
Why you mad at me
Is it cause I got love in the streets
Why you mad at me
Is cause you know yo time runnin out
Why you mad at me
Is it cause you know I'm king of the south

[Verse 2]
Niggaz mad cause I got it like this
Gold on my wrist hoes on my dick, my dick
But I could give a fuck about this industry
I'm a be the same tip til the end of me
That's something you know automatically if you a friend of me
Question that will think other wise now you offend me
I came in this game not looking for a friend or enemy
Found them both now that niggaz in to me
Got little rap niggaz liking into me
Major lables and police want to censor me
Feds on my ass cause I'm in the streets
Think I still slang listen to lame niggaz who lie to snitch on me
It ain't my fault that you can't piture me
Ridein in a phatom and I swear I never favthom
All the fame that a nigga can gain from atlanta
Now I'm just tryin to maintain for atlanta
Befo niggaz would say in atlanta
I was rhode park doug high stayed in atlanta
Now true enough I sold yay in atlanta
But is that compared to contributions I made to atlanta

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
A pick a reason any reason all excuses would do
But man you lucky I ain't buckin like I used to do fool
While you was throwin one's and two's
I was liftin up tools and then
Shoot at his shoes just to see if he move
Or either bust at his head to check if he dead man
Don't talk around cause I heard he the fed's man
They offer him time and they knowin he scared and tell him
Give me they names or you doin the stretch man
Or wear a wire go record what he said
And then you can tell his lawyer that his clients a dead man
A rat I'm smellin blow I ain't sellin
Where you got that impressin ain't no tellin
Yes I'm a felon why was that in question
What about all these records I'm sellin
I'm bankhead born and bankhead bread
And when a nigga die I'm gone be bankhead dead

[Chorus]

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T.I - Who What When Lyrics

Who What When Lyrics - T.I.

You are gonna decide on who what when
Nothing of that if they got a problem tell them... of that
Matter fact you ain't got to tell them that I am gonna tell them that
If these niggers... we are gonna, AK47 with a double
Fucking with the wrong one yeah I got a short... but I got a long run
Call it a chicken wing cause it got a... drama
Now these niggers sacking me cause I just got a long run
Count down this money fucking all these hoes
These niggers looking at me funny when I pull up in their,
You are good for talking on twiter week up for spanking on niggers
Broad day walking on niggers... fuck you
Who what when... you were saying say... damn for a nigger would
Who what when, then strap you... with them too

You want to find me you can find me at the top of the list
If they ever let me in I won't stop for shit
... nowadays, get up the.
. hating on their... I am looking fly whatever I mean
When you see a nigger standing, with a dick in my hand trying to...
I sold once I sell again,.
Who what when... you were saying say... damn for a nigger would
Who what when, then strap you... with them too
I am going for another round... the only time we show love is,
Nigger, a key to... dirt bites with me... fade away leave a nigger,
Losing an empty spot... my niggers getting wasted... money addicts,
Knocking with a cleaver...
Who what when... you were saying say... damn for a nigger would
Who what when, then strap you... with them too

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T.I - Who Want Some Lyrics

Who Want Some Lyrics - T.I.

Yea
Alright

All I got is trouble, most of niggas know me
Pistols in the duffle, everybody looking forward eh.
Who want some? Who want some?
You know everybody get it if he want some

Flyest in the city, all I do is ride
Everybody get it, think I'm lying to distract
Who want some? Who want some?
You know everybody get it if he want some

Aye you come in here with the bullshit
And when you see me holla at me if you want it bitch
You come in here with the bullshit
And when you see me holla at me if you want some nigga

I'm Trouble Man, stay in trouble, trouble's all I know
I snort it no 40-40, fit in all of my clothes
I love the hustle, but trust no one, I'm countin all of my dough
Imagine city, stacks of 20's, then it's all I throw
You better now what that be cuz they all my folk
I do a party, hundred G to the mall I go
This slow flow bought the full flow
Mention I in Cali got a matte black Rover bulletproof to nally
Chicken nigga here say he better than me
Man if they really wanna be, I leave him dead he can be
I'm back up in this bitch with 2 OG, what they wanna do?
I shoot a nigga, catch a phase and beat it in a monocle leggo

All I got is trouble, most of niggas know me
Pistols in the duffle, everybody looking forward eh.
Who want some? Who want some?
You know everybody get it if he want some

Flyest in the city, all I do is ride
Everybody get it, think I'm lying to distract
Who want some? Who want some?
You know everybody get it if he want some

Aye you come in here with the bullshit
And when you see me holla at me if you want it bitch
You come in here with the bullshit
And when you see me holla at me if you want some nigga

A million dollar train shit, so big it's a shame
Million that's to hang with niggas out there dealing cocaine
Just can't mane, you know I ain't finna deal with no lame
Still I catch me a Benny, I'm sittin in them things
Walkin out the thing to throw them, junk is all on my chain
My address and my ensemble, that spot all on my chain
Then play the games if you want to, all my nigga with it
We can bang if you want to, let all the niggas get it
I'm probation and I'm waitin for a nigga to jump
You get respect in the crowd, nigga pull barrel I don't
Like ain't he learn from that time that he done did it in the pen
Man hear these skinny niggas all talkin bout pistols again

All I got is trouble, most of niggas know me
Pistols in the duffle, everybody looking forward eh.
Who want some? Who want some?
You know everybody get it if he want some

Flyest in the city, all I do is ride
Everybody get it, think I'm lying to distract
Who want some? Who want some?
You know everybody get it if he want some

You circled that how many times? Have you nigga forgot?
I get locked up, get out on top whether you like it or not
Letter of remember from my fan came, now I was a head case
To the nigga neighborhood, tell him bring the other tape
I calmed down for my kids and my mom now
Run up on them sucka niggas, you can put your arms down
And FYI: I never put my arms down
Tell the ATF I got 3 more, 3 80's left

All I got is trouble, most of niggas know me
Pistols in the duffle, everybody looking forward eh.
Who want some? Who want some?
You know everybody get it if he want some

Flyest in the city, all I do is ride
Everybody get it, think I'm lying to distract
Who want some? Who want some?
You know everybody get it if he want some

Aye you come in here with the bullshit
And when you see me holla at me if you want it bitch
You come in here with the bullshit
And when you see me holla at me if you want some nigga

Trouble Man like give me a beer partner, yea
Bounce back like a rubber band nigga, have a bank roll nigga
Boing eh
Ya'll niggas thought it was over with nigga
You goddamn couldn't be more motherfuckin mistakin, you understand that?
Nigga I'm thinkin of takin this bitch with the big homie
DJ 2, nigga what's happenin?
Yea nigga, west side, niggas all 1's on 4's nigga you understand that?
Yea, niggas turn the heat up in here, what's happenin?
Nigga up in here, what it do?
Yea, tell me to roll, nigga Blood House nigga I see you
Yea
Yea nigga
Nigga nigga they can stay and catch me nigga
I'm still ridin down the same streets in the Lou V nigga, that's all partner
But that wet nigga
Click click pow, ain't nothing changed nigga
Think I'm lyin as you motherfucker want to
I'm on probation nigga
I'm on probation nigga
You know what that mean don't you?
Big bank rolls and new 4x4's nigga
Yea, Trouble Man nigga aye!

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T.I - Where You Wanna Be Lyrics

Where You Wanna Be Lyrics - T.I.

[T.I]
Uh Ya Know What?
On The Real
Uh

[Verse 1]
Me And You
We've Been Through
So Much That We Need To Start Off New
You Need To Choose
Don't Be Confused
I Think It's Time, Time That You
Tell Me The Way That You Wanna Be With Me, Or Be With Her
This Whole Ordeal Is Such A Blur
See I Was Prepared To Take A Loss
But My Heart Won't Pay The Cost
You Don't Know Where You Wanna Be

[Chorus]
You Don't Have To Take My Advice
You Don't Have To Compromise
Cuz I Know That You Don't Realize
You Don't Even See
Where You Need To Be

[Verse 2]
Be With Them, All Ya Friends
Claim The Clippers are Playin Boston
I Want A Peace Locket In Seconds Again
Do You Want To Play With Me?
Or Play With Them?
Tell Me Where You Wanna Be In Love
Is That Enough?
When All The Problems Start Adding Up
Ladies Raise Your Hands If You've Had Enough
Scream As Loud As You Can If You've Had Enough
Cuz He Don't Know Where He Wants To Be

[Chorus]

[T.I.]
Why You Say That Baby?
It's All Good Show
Are You For Real?
Common Now
Don't Talk Like That
A...A

Hey I Promise In All Honesty
I Honor You, You Honor Me
For Better, Worse, Rich, Or Poor
Whatever It's Gonna Be
I'm Talkin Bout Forever More, For The Rest Of Eternity
No Need To Be Insecure
I Know What I Wanna Be
I Know I Made A Lot Of Mistakes
But I Can Make Em All (Make Em All)
Unless You Got Your Heart Set On Breakin Hearts
If I Can't See Your Face Then My Day Ain't Even Worth Wakin Up
Especially With These Haters No Put Cases, This Time Enough
Maybe Showin You Attention Is Something I Haven't Done Enough
But You Got All My Love On All Our Love
Girl, I Need You To Believe In Me
You Need To Know That I Know Where I Need To Be, A

[Chorus x2]

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T.I - What's Yo Name_ Lyrics

What's Yo Name? Lyrics - T.i.

(feat. The Neptunes)

[T.I.]
Yo, Uh [12x], a come on T.I.P.

[Neptunes]
Come on [4x], I said come on, come on, come on, come on

[Verse 1: T.I.P.]

A hour train spit game from the get green
Ay T.I.P. been bangin' thick dames since he was 15
The click came ran trains if her shit clean
The same broad fronted y'all like she Miss Thang
And damn how da bitch seem she's a dick fiend
All though I won't elaborate I'll say she lick things and get green
She fuck wit me because I got big dreams
And along wit a face she think she seen on the big screen
I give it to her since she whine and her back hurt
Then drive her crazy since she crying and she act worse
Yeah, I'm a rapper, I'm a man, but I'm a mac first
I need a broad wit a bank and a fat purse... and that's first

[Hook: {T.I. & Neptunes} 1x]

[T]
I'm a p-i-m, ah, m-p,
Told y'all niggaz before about me
Plenty Remi to the h-e, ah, a-d

[N]
Somebody buy some more dro' so we can smoke please
Now what's yo name?

[T] I'm pussy bumper number one

[N] Yeah, I said what's yo name?

[T] I'm pussy bumper number one

[Verse 2: T.I.P.]

Man trying to stop pimpin like shooting a bee-bee gun at a freight train
So comparing us is like whine to a grape stain
My reputations great man, I got a great name
I hate lames, I stay clean, and I break dames
I like 'em small or bigger with a figure eight frame
So if she fine I bet she mine when I find time
Man I ain't lying, mine dimes I don't wine or dine
Like clothesline hoes mine, I'm a goldmine
Ay I'm the "King of Da South" and the throne mine
I got the chrome in the Chevy and the broan mine
Ay man I'm young but I been doing it for a long time
That ain't my fault that bitch grown she got her own mind
An-and I'm...

[Hook: 1x]

[Verse 3:]

I bet some niggas think I cake her when I take her out
But come that week just watch me rape her fucking bank account
Eventually the P$C hey we gone take the south
Then grab the earth by the ankles and shake the paper out
Nigga I'm bout my paper route so I'm gone make a route
Anybody blocking my road to riches man I'm gone take 'em out
Keep run yo mouth making up you mind you got's to be's wit out
Me I'ma git a ho who gone make show my pockets seen about
P-i-m-p-i-n-g is all I be's about
I break a ho in break 'em till they broke and then I ease 'em out
They out of pocket, I'm a lock 'em out and leave 'em out
And that don't change man, season in season out
Open up The Source shawty and see who just you reads about
If it ain't concernin T.I.P. a P$C a see ya out
Ain't nothing even you ain't cuttin then u don't see the house
Because you know I got to practice what I preach about

[HooK: 1x]

[Neptunes]
Come on [4x] I said come on, come on, come on, come on
[repeat]

[T.I.]
I'm a p-i-m, ah, m-p,
Told y'all niggaz before about me
Plenty Remi to the h-e, ah, a-d

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T.I - What's Yo Name_ Feat.The Neptunes Lyrics

What's Yo Name? Feat.The Neptunes Lyrics - T.i.

[T.I.]
Yo, Uh [12x], a come on T.I.P.

[Neptunes]
Come on [4x], I said come on, come on, come on, come on

[Verse 1: T.I.P.]

A hour train spit game from the get green
Ay T.I.P. been bangin' thick dames since he was 15
The click came ran trains if her shit clean
The same broad fronted y'all like she Miss Thang
And damn how da bitch seem she's a dick fiend
All though I won't elaborate I'll say she lick things and get green
She fuck wit me because I got big dreams
And along wit a face she think she seen on the big screen
I give it to her since she whine and her back hurt
Then drive her crazy since she crying and she act worse
Yeah, I'm a rapper, I'm a man, but I'm a mac first
I need a broad wit a bank and a fat purse... and that's first

[Hook: {T.I. & Neptunes} 1x]

[T]
I'm a p-i-m, ah, m-p,
Told y'all niggaz before about me
Plenty Remi to the h-e, ah, a-d

[N]
Somebody buy some more dro' so we can smoke please
Now what's yo name?

[T] I'm pussy bumper number one

[N] Yeah, I said what's yo name?

[T] I'm pussy bumper number one

[Verse 2: T.I.P.]

Man trying to stop pimpin like shooting a bee-bee gun at a freight train
So comparing us is like whine to a grape stain
My reputations great man, I got a great name
I hate lames, I stay clean, and I break dames
I like 'em small or bigger with a figure eight frame
So if she fine I bet she mine when I find time
Man I ain't lying, mine dimes I don't wine or dine
Like clothesline hoes mine, I'm a goldmine
Ay I'm the "King of Da South" and the throne mine
I got the chrome in the Chevy and the broan mine
Ay man I'm young but I been doing it for a long time
That ain't my fault that bitch grown she got her own mind
An-and I'm...

[Hook: 1x]

[Verse 3:]

I bet some niggas think I cake her when I take her out
But come that week just watch me rape her fucking bank account
Eventually the P$C hey we gone take the south
Then grab the earth by the ankles and shake the paper out
Nigga I'm bout my paper route so I'm gone make a route
Anybody blocking my road to riches man I'm gone take 'em out
Keep run yo mouth making up you mind you got's to be's wit out
Me I'ma git a ho who gone make show my pockets seen about
P-i-m-p-i-n-g is all I be's about
I break a ho in break 'em till they broke and then I ease 'em out
They out of pocket, I'm a lock 'em out and leave 'em out
And that don't change man, season in season out
Open up The Source shawty and see who just you reads about
If it ain't concernin T.I.P. a P$C a see ya out
Ain't nothing even you ain't cuttin then u don't see the house
Because you know I got to practice what I preach about

[HooK: 1x]

[Neptunes]
Come on [4x] I said come on, come on, come on, come on
[repeat]

[T.I.]
I'm a p-i-m, ah, m-p,
Told y'all niggaz before about me
Plenty Remi to the h-e, ah, a-d

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T.I - Whatever You Like Lyrics

Whatever You Like Lyrics - T.I.

Hey Jill
You know the old sugga daddy

I said you can have whatever you like (you like)
I said you can have whatever you like (you like)
Yeah

[Chorus:]
Stacks on deck
Patron' on ice
And we can pop bottles all night
Baby you can have whatever you like (you like)
I said you can have whatever you like (you like)
Yeah
Late night sex so wet you're so tight
I'll gas up the jet for you tonight
Baby you can go where ever you like (you like)
I said you can go where ever you like (you like)
Yeah

[Verse 1:]
Anytime you want to pick up the telephone
You know it ain't nothin to drop a couple stacks on you
Wanted you could get it my dear
Five million dollar home, drop Bentley's I swear
Yeah I want'cho body, I need yo body
Long as you got me you won't need nobody
if you want it I got it, go get it I buy it
Tell 'em other broke niggas be quiet

[Chorus:]
Stacks on deck
Patron' on ice
And we can pop bottles all night
Baby you can have whatever you like (you like)
I said you can have whatever you like (you like)
Yeah
Late night sex so wet you're so tight
I'll gas up the jet for you tonight
Baby you can go where ever you like (you like)
I said you can go where ever you like (you like)
Yeah

[Verse 2:]
Shawty you da hottest love the way you drop it
Brain so good swore you went to college
Hundred cant deposit, vacations hit the tropics
Cause everybody know it ain't trickin if ya got it
and you ain't never ever gotta go in yo wallet
Long as I got rubberband banks in my pocket
Five six, rides with rims and a body kit
Ya ain't gotta downgrade you can get what I get
My chick can have what she want
And go in any store for any bag she want
And know she ain't never had a man like that
To buy you anything ya heart desire like that
Yeah I want'cho body, I need yo body
Long as you got me you won't need nobody
You want it I got it, go get it I buy it
Tell 'em other broke niggas be quiet

[Chorus:]
Stacks on deck
Patron' on ice
And we can pop bottles all night
Baby you can have whatever you like (you like)
I said you can have whatever you like (you like)
Yeah
Late night sex so wet you're so tight
I'll gas up the jet for you tonight
Baby you can go where ever you like (you like)
I said you can go where ever you like (you like)
Yeah

[Verse 3:]
I'm talkin' big boy rides
And big boy ice
Let me put this big boy in yo life
The thang get so wet, it hit so right
Let me put this big boy in yo life
That's right
Yeah I want'cho body, I need yo body
Long as you got me you won't need nobody
You want it I got it, go get it I buy it
Tell 'em other broke niggas be quiet

[Chorus:]
Stacks on deck
Patron' on ice
And we can pop bottles all night
Baby you can have whatever you like (you like)
I said you can have whatever you like (you like)
Yeah
Late night sex so wet you're so tight
I'll gas up the jet for you tonight
Baby you can go where ever you like (you like)
I said you can go where ever you like (you like)
Yeah

Hey Jill

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