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"Act III: T.I. vs T.I.P. The Confrontation"

"Act III: T.I. vs T.I.P. The Confrontation"


[T.I.P.]
man meet me at the mirror man
hurry up
come holla at meet
NOW!!

[T.I.]
man dis shit is fucked up man

[T.I.P.]
oh bout time

[T.I.]
ladies and gentlemen I apologize for the confusion

[T.I.P.]
what the f.... fuck them man you better holla at me

[T.I.]
see if you called back trap music you had a problem once before

[T.I.P.]
meet me at the mirror man, come to the mirror

[T.I.]
I thought we had dis shit under control though u know what I'm saying

[T.I.P.]
nah home boy man I told you all I was gonna let you do this shit for a minute

[T.I.]
nah man hold up man I'm talking can u see?

[T.I.P.]
man you can't shut me up man I got it from here on out

[T.I.]
man it's obvious that we can......

[T.I.P]
we doing this shit my way now

[T.I.]
man this dude is impossible
man why can't you just talk about what the fucks wrong wit you
man why can't you just say whats on your mind man
quit all that acting out

[T.I.P.]
man talking don't do mother fucking good man
man dis shit got way outta hand now

[T.I.]
man I understand all that grub man but look though man
all you gotta do is ride out

[T.I.P.]
ride out my ass that what got my mother fucking partner killed man

[T.I.]
man you think I meant for that shit to mother f**kin happen?
dog you think I would hold the keys like that?

[T.I.P.]
it don't matter what the fuck you meant to happen

[T.I.]
I mean all in all bra I told you do it my way and that wouldn't had happen

[T.I.P.]
man doing it your way is what got us here right now

[T.I.]
so what you saying

[T.I.P.]
what the fuck, you heard me say nigga
you all out here man you all on T.V, flossing wit your Hollywood
mother fucking outfits and. bra I ain't wit dis shit home boy

[T.I.]
well fuck it den cause you know every mother fucking thing

[T.I.P.]
nah I don't know everything but I know bullshit when I see it

[T.I.]
man

[T.I.P.]
you all be trying to put me on front of every mother fucking
camera lights

[T.I.]
the fuck you mean man? what you talking bout?

[T.I.P.]
ay look you need me partner man

[T.I.]
you need me

[T.I.P.]
Man there wouldn't be none of that King of the South shit if it weren't for me

[T.I.]
man TIP your ass get locked up everytime if I let you get a chance

[T.I.P.]
if you let me? you see what the fuck I'm saying man?
how the fuck you let me gonna do something?
ay look man I'm sick of you and these other whole ass rappers out here.
you all can kiss my ass. you can tell em I said that. fake ass niggas.

[T.I.]
man I'm done talking to you. [glass breaks] go back to your song
fuck it
 
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"Addresses"

"Addresses"


Aye
Aye aye

[Chorus:]
Aye everythang ain't what it seem, ride dirty when I'm clean
Better check that disrespectin' unless you want it with the King
Put an address on that shit, who you talkin bout? What you mean?
Wanna see me in the street, better bring some extra magazines

All that flexin and that poppin you be doin for them hoes
I will run up with that choppa, give it to you and them hoes
Fa sho stunt, keep the dough comin
Man them suckas talkin to me, but trust me I ain't on that

[Verse 1:]
Aye listen to me bruh, don't bring that bullshit to me bruh
It ain't no back and forth my nigga, fuck with me I'm torchin niggas
Don't go to war unless your money right
Room full of money, hundreds, not a one in sight
Right? Hey look I can't afford a gun fight
Haha, but I can afford one life
All on that sucka shit, you broke and now you so upset
All that shit you kick around the city get you no respect
I know rap beef what you want, that shit I P did
You such a gangsta, get some money out the street then
Been in the game for 11 years, if I was such a ho
Nigga I'da been exposed 10 years ago
Never been robbed, never got my chain took
Never even been hit in my face, you don't believe? Look
Them people lookin at me back when I was trigga happy
It wasn't no shoutin matches, I just got to get nappy

[Chorus:]
Aye, everythang ain't what it seem, Ride dirty when I'm clean
Better check that disrespectin' unless you want it with the King
Put an address on that shit, who you talkin bout? What you mean?
Wanna see me in the street, better bring some extra magazines

All that flexin and that poppin you be doin for them hoes
I will run up with that choppa, give it to you and them hoes
Fa sho stunt, keep the dough comin
Man them suckas talkin to me, but trust me I ain't on that

[Verse 2:]
I swear to God another day another fuck nigga
That's why I just get that paper be like fuck niggas
Sucka nigga you were tough but now you done some
I'm done talkin bust ya gun wanna run some
Hate to turn your TV on every week and see my family hustle
And everybody on yo street just see your family struggle
What happened bruh? Guess yo connect just been like fuck em dawg
No money when I see it, see you, I see none at all
That check I'm chasin after, never mind them hater rapper
Make they situation sticky like a now-n-later wrapper
Been fuckin cities up, this shit ain't shit to us
Keep on, I'll show these folk on tape how you a sittin duck

[Chorus:]
Aye, everythang ain't what it seem, ride dirty when I'm clean
Better check that disrespectin' unless you want it with the king
Put an address on that shit, who you talkin bout? What you mean?
Wanna see me in the street, better bring some extra magazines

All that flexin and that poppin you be doin for them hoes
I will run up with that choppa, give it to you and them hoes
Fa sho stunt, keep the dough comin
Man them suckas talkin to me, but trust me I ain't on that

Go, go
 
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"Ah No No"
(feat. Translee)

"Ah No No"
(feat. Translee)



[Translee:
I can be with a white girl get my dick sucked and go down & get my fist stucked still can't get a nigga mixed up with these hypocrites of facebook no no no

[TIP:]
Drop the line right there yeah drop line right there
Drop the line right there yeah drop line right there

[Translee:]
I can be swervin off drinkin dom P and in a stolen car with no ID still these niggas can't try me with these reckless niggas on IG

[TIP:]
Drop the line right there yeah
Drop the line right there
Drop the line right there yeah
Drop the line right there

I know you like the think that we alike but you a mountain I'm a mediarite
I've been double cuppin since pedialyte
Social media don't feel right
Remember back when I was 12 tryna sell crack still beat the street lights
Cause my momma saying she got the final notice it was back against the wall buy a 8-Ball Now a nigga do is snapchat gettin at him with an @ symbol and for you nosy motherfuckers talking about me & Wayne stay ya ass out that yeah I can say it to em you can't (hold up) all I know is nigga 2 things the world fucked up you niggas dough ain't as long as my shoe-strings
Most of you niggas ain't gon care regardless but I can't let my children in they eye if ain't trying the hardest
Bought a rich a milli set the time on it got no diamonds like I want it
Then I prayed the God may bless my street these young niggas dying on it
Take a pic with a Tec-9 on it then put a hashtag sign on it then go commit crime on it then rhyme about it then wonder why they doing time about it then crying about it
Look I'm a draw the line right here either I'm a be the dream Martin Luther King had or a nightmare yeah

[Translee:]
I can be with a White girl get my dick sucked go down & get my fist stucked
Still can't get a nigga mixed up with these hypocrites on FaceBook no no no no

[TIP:]
Dropped down right there yeah
Dropped down right there yeah yeah

[Translee:]
I can be swervin off drinkin Dom P
And in a stolen car with no ID still can't let a nigga try me with these reckless niggas on IG

[TIP:]
Dropped down right there yeah
Dropped down right there yeah yeah

I've been funding my Revolution by my longsome all my movement
Bankroll Mafia Hustle Gang all started out of my pocket Us or Else included with no one else to do it
I just had to get a plan executed even if it mean I be prosecuted
If 2Pac'll do it then I gotta do it
How ya do it though
Run my city till I gotta charley horse record trappin out the studio
Back & fourth with it doin numbers got it goin up
In Texas metting up with Julio just spent 20k in Dolce
Let a fuck nigga make it at the club I guess I'm gettin soft in my old age damn (hmph) shawty I remember back when crossed me
A nigga talking shit call em out then we fought it out like men we was only 13 then (what)
Now of days you don't want to fight em make a dope meme then maybe they'll retweet it so better dig deep every since you met me what you see is what you get no filters on my life bumpin UGK high life what you niggas grew up on twilight (hmph) it's a fat check nigga check this
If I @ you that's how you know that ain't gettin @ you and that real shit
Yeah

[Translee:]
I can be with a White girl get my dick sucked go down get my fist stucked
Still can't get a nigga mixed up with these hypocrites of FaceBook no no no no

[TIP:]
Dropped down right there yeah
Dropped down right there yeah yeahhhh

[Translee:]
I can be swervin off drinkin Dom P
In a stolen car with no ID
Still can't let a nigga try me with these reckless niggas on IG

[TIP:]
Dropped down right there yeah
Dropped down right there yeah yeahhh
 
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"Ain't Gonna See It Coming"

"Ain't Gonna See It Coming"


Hey, jumped off the porch, with one thing on my mind
Find a way to make a fortune, and keep from doing time
I accomplished one of those, but the other nevermind
And stay away from scary niggas, they'll kill you every time
Think I'm triple six, 8 ball, MJ, Lil Jon
Crunk off in that pussy leanin' in it tryin' kill some
She workin' on the pipe like this way she pay her bill from
Cuz them other cats she fucked just fill it up a lil some
2 things I don't like: A bitch who can't shut up and one who wanna stay the night
Whatchu say you playin' right?
You been hit the blunt and tell Uber to meet you at the light, hoe
Back to where you came from, that's just how the dice roll
Uncle Quentin, man they raised me don't take shit from anyone
Sold extortions off the lit, TIP you won't get a penny from
Bet 10 to 1, bet you won't reach my level of success 'fore my kids are grown
I'm gettin' topped off in a Thunderbird
I guess you can call that some ThunderDome
Huh, yeah
And I'm already off of whatever you on, bitch
Aye I'm king of whatever man let it be known
I don't give a damn bout you making no song
You better watch what you say in your song
'Fore you see what happen when faking go wrong
Say you gon' overthrow me, what's taking so long?
I been kicking back patiently waiting for someone to rattle my cage
No I'm not that old nigga think that he run it, and talkin' bout what he did back in the day
Oh no
I’m still as viscous as ever, more brilliant and clever and still 'bout that action today
Oh no
You can't compete in the league that I play in, learn from Jimmy Henchmen and rapping like Jay
And how can I say it, I lead the generation who lasted the one with bandanas and running in the traphouse, police we sat crack in their face
My presence suggest, I have tats in my face
And my reputation ain’t nothing to play with, you owe me some money, suggest that you pay it, or that doubled down I'ma put on your head
I'm thinking you might tesarone what I did, but you gon' be dead
How you gon' say it, dead man don't talk thought you'd do it
You can scream from the grave but we don't wanna hear it
All i hear what the Bankroll said, I stay booted up so I can't go dead
Nigga fuck that cage, let that thang go fair, what the fuck your mind on if it ain't on bread
And I stay poured up, Ac' on deck I don't drink no [?]
In my suite bad bitches link up, got 'em in the bedroom can't go to bed
Ain't no games shawty know how I play it
I don't wanna [?] shawty you ain't got to say it
If you can’t see now, how the king get down
May as well turn around, bitch, you ain’t gon see it
 
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"Amazing"
(feat. Pharrell)

"Amazing"
(feat. Pharrell)



[Chorus: Pharrell (T.I.)]
Mm, mm, what? Skateboard P'll make your face fall off
(Serve a bitch straight D) And make her face fall off (okay)
Niggaz come through and make your face fall off
What the fuck you gon' do? Make your face fall off
Baby boy it's amazin, so amazin, so amazin
Amazin, so amazin, baby baby
Amazin, so amazin, amaz-amazin
Amazin, so amazin, baby baby
Skateboard P make your face fall off
(I serve a bitch straight D) And make your face fall off (uh-huh)
Niggaz come through and make your face fall off
Nigga what you finna do when your face fall off?
Baby boy it's amazin, so amazin, so amazin
Amazin, so amazin, baby baby
Amazin, so amazin, so amazin
Amazin, so amazin, baby baby

[T.I.]
It's automatic got a baller habit, smokin aces what you facin
when you hatin, ain't no rehabilitation
for that monkey on my back, hundred thousand dollar stack
Ya ain't heard, used to serve Firebird like a Pontiac
Rewind me back, ay you know where they used to find me at?
In the back, sacks full of somethin for insomniacs
Dope boy, trap nigga in my past life
Now I just serve rap nigga plenty act right
You know where we at, right here, like yeah
In the club on the furniture, fuck do I care
Tell the club owner here, Rosé, Remy bottle please
Got a carload of bravado, ain't nobody hot as me
I don't bend, I don't break, I go in, I don't play
Tell your friend that the game can begin if she stay
I pass out cake like your birthday bitch
If you kiss both of those, lick that, take this

[Chorus]

[T.I.]
Ay, a dope boy with the swag of a pimp nigga
Except one thing, I'm paid more than them nigga
You see a bitch can't afford this life
Have to fuck a ballplayer and a mayor every night
Maybe twice, late at night we, be in white tees
Me and Skateboard P, no Nike's
Just a pair of Margiela, get a broad tell her
rain dance for this paper, better get her umbrella
Yeah, had guns like an arms dealer
Dream team lawyers, he ain't never been a dumb nigga
Nigga, this your girl, better come get her
Turn her to a dick monster, nut muncher
Sperm rag, cum dumpster, left amongst her
Bitches in the past, pretty titties, plenty ass
They just drink up what we give 'em, take shots without any glass
Fuck her in the face 'til it fall off or 'til she gag, gag, gag

[Chorus]

[Pharrell]
And it don't stop
A lot of niggaz out there think that they could do what we do
Be my guest, go and front for the people
But just like a storefront they gon' see through
That you sweet like bubblegum and they gon' eat you
How you blowin up? Nigga they chewin you
And when you hit rock bottom they shoo'in you
Like "Ooh, you eww, get away!"
Naw you, yeah right, okay
Don't listen to these guys, these niggaz full of lies
Cut 'em open and they cover up the floor, you surprised?
Every time they talk about what they gon' get
They been lookin at my blog (BBC) knife and forkin my shit
While I'm tryin to get the new G-5 with the kit
with the bed in the back, cause my son hate to sit
And all that dark blue shit, y'all niggaz been had
My diamond's rainbow like they registered for GLAAD
Every aspect, whether plane, boat or pad
Tote a brightness like your chain 'pose to have
Got it from the ring so you know that they straight
Plus the Audemar twins, I guess my wrist couldn't wait
to tell ya (BBCicecream.com)

[Chorus]
 
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"ASAP"

"ASAP"


[Intro]
Asap, asap, asap
Asap, asap, asap
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, you niggaz better exit
Asap, asap, asap, asap
Ay-s, ay-p, ay-s, ay-p
Asap, asap, asap, asap
Ay-s, ay-p, ay-s, ay-p
Asap, asap, asap, asap
A-s-a-p, A-S-A-P

[Verse 1]
I'm on my grind, grand hustle
Got the mind and the muscle
50 carrats in the crown just to shine on you suckas
I still tote the Glock 40 for the haters and the bustas
Fuck probation, if a nigga try to play me I'ma bust him
Ion't need no security, reaching for my jewelry
Get you niggaz popped quick, filled full of hot shit
Fresh out the box Tip hot than a drop 6
Made a quarter mil' in the penn givin' stock tips
Haters wanna stop Tip, mad 'cus they not Tip
Ball every summer so your baby mama jock Tip
You don't no drama pimp, I promise I do not slip
Chrome 4-5th, hid well if the cops trip
Bought my girl a Hummer with the chrome right in front of dat
5 carrat stones with the platinum all up under dat
Rap beef I ain't gonna participate in none of dat
I'm aimin' at your fitted cap and you ain't gonna want none of dat

[Hook]
(Asap asap asap...)
A nigga try to play me, I'ma blow him off the map A-S-A-P
Ask anbody who runnin' a G, bet they finna say me A-S-A-P
Niggaz hatin' on P.S.C. get straightened A-S-A-P
A nigga try to play me, I'ma blow him off the map A-S-A-P

[Verse 2]
I know alota rappers don't like me, but they won't fight me
Feds swear I sell dope, well why they won't indict me?
Advances on the throne, I ain't never take it lightly
But all that tongue-wrestlin' hatin' while I'm gone don't excite me
How many rappers you know that could hold they own on Rice street
East steady talkin' on the cell phone nightly
Normal population, half the jail just like me
Polices think I'm crazy, scared a nigga gon' strike me
Contrarily, a nigga tryin' me is unlikely
They barkin' don't bother me, I'll be bombin' 'for they bite me
They just shocked to see my rap's exactly how my life be
Shiesty, with a conversation quite pricey
My fist so rocky and and wrist so icey
Might be, thrown off my rocker just slightly
Fiesty, claimin' hot temper don't ignite me
I'm only gonna ask ya find the exit once politely

[Hook]
(Asap asap asap...)
A nigga try to play me, I'ma blow him off the map A-S-A-P
Ask anbody who runnin' a G, bet they finna say me A-S-A-P
Niggaz hatin' on P.S.C. get straightened A-S-A-P
A nigga try to play me, I'ma blow him off the map A-S-A-P

[Verse 3]
Flip, say hello to the man of the people
My plan is to keep you atleast 2, levels under me where I need you
I'ma take advantage of my chance to defeat you
Your true colors done shown, now it's on when I see you
I'm grown nigga, so let it be know we ain't equal
You sadly mistaken if you thinkin' I can't reach you
Beat you, to a fuckin' pulp if I need to
The very spot ya standin' in then is where I'll leave you
Seen on the scene white T and evisu's
O.G. status, Ion't beef unless I need to
Sissy you way outa line and you runnin' outa time
Hang behind closed do's when ya heard I got some time
Yeah I know you were thinkin' outa sight and outa mind
But I'm the wrong one for you to try if you were tryna shine
Listen nigga this shit here is more than just alota rhymes
Ion't know what ya do for your respect, but I'ma die for mine

[Hook]
(Asap asap asap...)
A nigga try to play me, I'ma blow him off the map A-S-A-P
Ask anbody who runnin' a G, bet they finna say me A-S-A-P
Niggaz hatin' on P.S.C. get straightened A-S-A-P
A nigga try to play me, I'ma blow him off the map A-S-A-P

Asap, asap, asap
Asap, asap, asap
Asap... asap, A-S-A-P, A-S-A-P
Asap, asap, asap
Asap, asap, asap
Asap... asap, A-S-A-P, A-S-A-P
 
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"At The Bar"

"At The Bar"


Bartender I really did it this time
broke my parole to have a good time
when i got home it was 6 A.M.
the door was locked so I kicked it in
she was trippin on the bills,
I think she was high on some pills
she through my shit out into the yard
then she called me a punk and slapped me real hard
and in my drunken stupor i did
what i should of never done
now I am sitting here talking to you
drunk and on the run

[chorus:]
I sittin at the bar on the inside waiting on my ride on the outside
she broke my heart at the trailer park so i jacked her keys to her fucking car
and crashed that piece of shit and stepped away

You know Moe, I'll probably get ten years
so just give me beers until they get here
yeah I know the sun is coming up
and yall are probably getting ready for closing up
but I'm trying to drown my soul
I am tired of this life on a dirt road,
and everything that I love is gone
and I'm tired of hanging on
she got me sittin at the bar

[chorus]

Guess it was meant to be romance
is misery so much for memories
and now I am heading to the penitentiary
see me on TV the next cop series
I am a danger I guess I should have did something about my anger
but I never learn, real things I don't concern
I pour kerosene on everything I love and watch it burn
I know it's my fault but I wasn't happy it was over
she threw a fit so I crashed that piece of shit

And now I am going back again
back to the pen to see my friends
when we all pile up on that county van
they'll ask me where I've been
I've been at a bar on the inside

[chorus]

NA NA Na NA nA nA na na na
 
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"At Ya Own Risk"
(feat. Usher)

"At Ya Own Risk"
(feat. Usher)



[Hook - Usher:]
Don't be bullshitin' with me
I don't care if you've got a boyfriend or not, girl
It's at ya own risk if you kick it with me
'Fore it be over you be spending the night, girl
I can see, you look like you're ready to ride
And girl obviously, it's mutual, ooo you wanna give it to me

Ridin' off in Hollywood
Kicking it with hotter bitches, all they get's a lot of wood
Give it to 'em hardcore, all they do is holla good
Her ex he be short strokin', I lean in it follow through it
She's so sexy, her complexion say she from Bollywood
In my section, I wonder will a thousand dollar do it
If not a fifty or a hundred, still I gotta do it
You surely would, if you were me then for sure you could
Get her and her partner out the honda
Have 'em both fuckin' and suckin' to mañana
Hey nigga you with baby he don't want no problem
If your man ain't a killer, what the fuck I care about him
No comparison ain't nothin' rare about him
Witness saying he was just standing there and then they shot him
Trigger got no heart when that thing squeeze
Or they catch a body to make you my main squeeze, yeah

[Hook]

Ralph triple black, Bentley matte white
She said she don't like girls, she did that night
They were taking turns, I was taking flights
In competition man them bitches hit that pipe
Going down on it
If it ain't a bad bitch then I don't want it
Ain't no mediocre
Experiment with pretty bitches, that's the shit I told her
As long as they got pretty toes and they ain't got a odor
And showed her, how to stack paper to foldin'
Colder than eskimo shoulders
You strong with it, I don't play
Tote four four for the vultures
Eat pussy Lord yes is she looking gorgeous
And you're just a lot of talk
Them three got on the molly then the four of us we got it off
And they ain't get paid like they playing college ball
Go out receive a cock and balls
Bullshit me, not at all

[Hook]

[Usher:]
Quit playing with me
I know you got a nigga he just gon' be mad at me
So if you love 'em, think he's special, don't come home with me
Cause when I get you to my crib you gon' belong to me
I understand if you don't wanna go
Just know what's gon' happen once we get through the door
Promising you something you never seen before
Say you with me if you down I ain't tellin' nobody
So tell me what you gon' do
When you ready you can fall through
You can bring a friend too
Say you with me if you down I ain't tellin' nobody
So tell me what you gon' do
Yeah you can fall through
You can bring your friend too
 
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"Ball"
(feat. Lil Wayne)

"Ball"
(feat. Lil Wayne)



[Verse 1: T.I.]
Okay we walk off in this bitch
Ballin' in this bitch
Hoppin' out of Lambos and Ferraris in this bitch
Poppin' bottles with a thick red super model bitch
They may talk a lot of that but they can't do alot of this
Ay, Rico told me turn the lights on
So I grab the Audemar and threw the ice on
I'm a big dawg, got em pissed off
A lot of niggas rapping, ain't none this raw
They like, eh look at T.I., ballin' in the V.I.
Bunch of bad bitches with a look-alike Aaliyah
We just pull up, hop out
Go in, show out
Buy the whole bar, pop bottles go hard

[Hook:]
This club so packed, these hoes so drunk
This club so packed, these hoes so drunk
This club so packed, these hoes so drunk
I got a bottle, got a model, got a molly, got a blunt

Ball, Ball, Ball, Ball
Ball, Ball, Ball, Ball
Ball, Ball, Ball, Ball

I got a bottle, got a model, got a molly, got a blunt

[Verse 2: T.I.]
The club full of bad bitches and they came to play
Okay it must be your eye cause it ain't your face
Now if you looking for them bottles and them stacks girl
You make your way up to my section where it's at girl
Okay do you wanna kick it with a nigga with a meal ticket
Broke nigga looking mad, they just gotta deal with it
Get right hoe, roll a dice hoe
And oyu ain't gotta be a dyke cause you like hoe
But everyday I step behind a wall
I do it big, ride fly, stunt, shine and ball
I got a bunch of money, so come and get it from me
And a bucket full of bottles, buss it open
If you wanna get drunk

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Ain't no nigga like a Young Money nigga
Pop that pussy like a gun, pull the trigger
Shake that ass like a salt shaker
I keep a L lit up like an elevator
Bitch shake it like a dog, hop like a frog, ride it like a horse
I throw that dick like darts
Drink all muddy, flag all bloody
I'm killin' these hoes like that nigga Ted Bundy
I'm a good looking rapper, I ain't tryna stunt
I'm a fire my blunt like Donald Trump
Where you at hoe? Where you at hoe?
Can a nigga stick his key up in ya back door
Tunechi

[Hook]

[Verse 4: T.I.]
And do ya thing in slow motion like Soulja Slim
And come around, wipe me down like Boosie dem
That thang up for me, show me that you love me
If it's really too much for you you can bring a couple buddies
Everyday I do my thang, big stones and chains
She let me drill all in her mouth, no novacane
Them other broke niggas, all they did was told ya thangs
I could get ya on that G4 and show ya thangs
I like my women fat, ass pretty toes and thing
Long hair don't care as long as none down there
If it's manicured I can have fun down there
Take you to whatever club throw some money in the air

[Hook]
 
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Učlanjen(a)
06.07.2010
Poruka
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"Baller Alert"
(with Quavo)

"Baller Alert"
(with Quavo)



[Quavo:]
We no gang
We no gang
We no gang
We no gang

Ball player, ball-ball player
Ball player, ball-ball player
(We no gang)
Ball player, ball-ball player
Ball player, ball-ball player
(We no gang)
Baller alert, baller alert, baller alert
Baller alert, baller alert, baller alert

Gotta make sure that my chains go with all my clothes
Gotta make sure that my cars matchin' all my clothes
With the [?]
Quavo Honcho can go places that you can't go
So traditional
Keep the same team, same numbers that's the way it goes
Ain't this what you here for
Now they say they want that Migos flow

Talk about [?]
Talk about breaking down bricks
Talk about working your speed up
Talk about gasin' your jeep up
Talk about backin' the jeep up
Talk about fallin' then get up
My pockets, they doin' sit ups
I be right back, got a pick up
They say a cheap'll believe her
Baller alert on my beeper
Cappin' is cheaper
Leave it to Beaver
Dabbin' like Cam
Catchin' plays like Brandon
When I'm on the field
Under Armour I'm brandin'

[T.I., Brandon Marshall & Quavo:]
The music is a transference of energy, you dig?
This is right up my alley, like this is me right here
(As soon as it drops like here he go, that's the one)

[Quavo:]
Ball player, ball-ball player
Ball player, ball-ball player
(We no gang)
Ball player, ball-ball player
Ball player, ball-ball player
(We no gang)
Baller alert, baller alert, baller alert
Baller alert, baller alert, baller alert

Gotta make sure that my chains go with all my clothes
Gotta make sure that my cars matchin' all my clothes
With the [?]
Quavo Honcho can go places that you can't go
So traditional
Keep the same team, same numbers that's the way it goes
Ain't just what you here for
Now they say they want that Migos flow

[T.I.:]
Flexin' my athleticism
Yeah they ought to show this shit on television
Atlanta Falcon hoodie Balmain
Your girl, she tryna get under my Under Armour
Kick it pimpin', no extra point
Stay imitation, no hesitation
She accept and make it to my celebration
We ballin' hard with no sports agent
We free agent
Least three maybe four
Hit your city, lit everywhere we go
Throw it, I'ma make the catch, incredible
Like Brandon Marshall, coffee colored shawty with me everywhere
Have some [?] do run it hell yeah
Drippin' sauce all over everything
I'm a real king, you a little son
Boy don't make me pull the rings out the vault
I be showin' off, ain't even got to talk
Shawty let me hit the hole like Marshall Faulk
Or maybe Barry Sanders
Got some cheerleaders, no love handle
Okay
Ain't nothin' really, you better MVP me, Von Miller
Quick as Cam Newton
Superman jukin'
Poppin' champagne at the bowl game
When I told little mama win the whole thing, it ain't no thing
Baby champion is my first name, yeah

[Quavo:]
Ball player, ball-ball player
Ball player, ball-ball player
(We no gang)
Ball player, ball-ball player
Ball player, ball-ball player
(We no gang)
Baller alert, baller alert, baller alert
Baller alert, baller alert, baller alert

Gotta make sure that my chains go with all my clothes
Gotta make sure that my cars matchin' all my clothes
With the [?]
Quavo Honcho can go places that you can't go
So traditional
Keep the same team, same numbers that's the way it goes
Ain't this what you here for
Now they say they want that Migos flow
 
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