T.I.

[fox69]

"What's Yo Name?"
(feat. The Neptunes)

"What's Yo Name?"
(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 the 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 niggas 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 Popper Number One

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

[T] I'm Pussy Popper Number One

[Verse 2: T.I.P.]

Man trying to stop pimping 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$C hey we gone take the south
Then grab the earth by the ankles and shake the paper out
Nigga I'm bout my paper route so I'm gone make a route
Anybody blocking my road to riches man I'm gone take 'em out
Keep run yo mouth making up you mind you got's to be's wit out
Me I'ma git a ho who gone make show my pockets seen about
P-i-m-p-i-n-g is all I be's about
I break a ho in break 'em till they broke and then I ease 'em out
They out of pocket, I'm a lock 'em out and leave 'em out
And that don't change man, season in season out
Open up The Source shawty and see who just you reads about
If it ain't concerning T.I.P. a P$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 niggas before about me
Plenty Remi to the h-e, ah, a-d

 

[fox69]

"Whatcha Sayin' Tip"

"Whatcha Sayin' Tip"


[Chorus]
So whatcha sayin' tip?
Understandin' needs no explanation
My reality is yo' imagination
Can you dig it?
Whatcha sayin' tip?
Rubber band banks, no blanks
Meals are better, short money? No thanks!
Can you dig it?
So whatcha sayin' tip?
By any means, anything goes
Bank rolls, niggas [?]
Can you dig it?
Ay, whatcha sayin' tip?
Ain't nobody rock it like I rock it
Cargo pants keep that restin' on my pockets
Can you dig it?
So whatcha sayin...

[Verse 1]
I ain't in the mood, better move
I got a real short fuse, and a bad attitude
Get outta' line you know what I'm finna' do to ya dude
Act a motherfuckin' fool, betta not get it misconstrued
Whatcha sayin tip?
All the guns they can have Imma' stab me a nigga think I'm playin' wit' ya motherfuckin' ass
Last nigga got stuck think the next one getta pass
Getcha' issue in a flash Imma' goon and a half
So whatcha sayin tip?
You don't wanna see me on ya corner on a mission leave ya sour like the lime in my corona
All alone though wit a big crew
Nigga I'll getcha fucked up
Gotta problem wit me nigga whats up?
Ay, whatcha sayin tip?
Big money leave a nigga slumpin over steering wheels
Heard about the nigga here it is
Yeah, Sunny hill, bankhead, bank rolls, see the ave, drama they can have, I just wanna see ya bad

[Chorus]
So whatcha sayin tip?
Understandin' needs no explanation
My reality is yo' imagination
Can you dig it?
Whatcha sayin' tip?
Rubber band banks, no blanks
Meals are better, short money? No thanks!
Can you dig it?
So whatcha sayin' tip?
By any means, anything goes
Bank rolls, niggas [?]
Can you dig it?
Ay, whatcha sayin' tip?
Ain't nobody rock it like I rock it
Cargo pants keep that restin' on my pockets
Can you dig it?
So whatcha sayin...

[Verse 2]
I tell it like it is, don't exaggerate it
Real recognize real
Imma' ?? elaborate
On saturday cartoon, had a nigga' turn goon
Fabricatin' on tv
That ain't G
That ain't me
Whatcha sayin' tip?
Youngin' wanna show your one of us
Put your guns up, get yo' funds up, hundred plus
Nigga, nine hundred ninety nine K
Nine hundred ninety nine, plus a dollar, now your paid, better save!
So whatcha sayin' tip?
Your gettin' money or your gettin lost
Hit the gas, leave you smellin' exhaust
Nigga talk
But I get it like they wish
Then I did it wit' they bitch
What the fuck I care, I'm rich?
Eat a dick, sucka' nigga!
Ay, whatcha sayin' tip?
The fly nigga doin' it, who in this, category competition ruin it
They say they show they ass, well I say I put my shoe in it
And he who see's it different needs to change the way he view it
I'm the truest nigga!

[Chorus]
So whatcha sayin tip?
Understandin' needs no explanation
My reality is yo' imagination
Can you dig it?
Whatcha sayin' tip?
Rubber band banks, no blanks
Meals are better, short money? No thanks!
Can you dig it?
So whatcha sayin' tip?
By any means, anything goes
Bank rolls, niggas [?]
Can you dig it?
Ay, whatcha sayin' tip?
Ain't nobody rock it like I rock it
Cargo pants keep that restin' on my pockets
Can you dig it?
So whatcha sayin...

 

[fox69]

"Whatever You Like"

"Whatever You Like"


You know them old sugar daddies
They be tricking they tell them girls
I said you can have whatever you like
I said you can have whatever you like
Yeah

[Chorus:]
Stacks on deck. Patron on ice.
We can pop bottles all night
Baby you can have whatever you like
I said you can have whatever you like.
Yeah
Late night sex, so wet and so tight
I'll gas up the jet for you tonight and baby you can go wherever you like
I said you can go wherever you like
Yeah

Anytime you want to pick up the telephone you
Know that it ain't nothing to drop a couple stacks on you
If you want it you can get it my dear
5 millions dollars homes drop bitness I swear.
Yeah

I want your body. I need your body.
As long as you got me you won't need nobody
You want it, I got it. Go get it, I'll buy it
Tell them other broke nigga be quiet

[Chorus]

Shawty you the hottest. Love the way you drop it.
Brain so good could've sworn you went to college.
100k deposit. Vacations in the tropics
And everybody know it ain't tricking if you got it
You ain't never ever gotta go in your wallet.
Long as I got rubber band banks in my pocket.
5 6 rides with rims and a body kit.
You 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 wants.
I know you ain't never had a man like that.
To buy you anything your heart desire like that.

I want your body, I need your body.
Long as you got me, you won't need nobody.
You want it, I got it. Go get it, I'll buy it.
Tell them other broke nigga be quiet.

[Chorus]

Talking big boy rides & big boy ice
Let me put this big boy in your life.
That thing get so wet & get so right
Let me put this big boy in your life. that's right.

I want your body, I need your body.
Long as you got me, you won't need nobody.
You want it, I got it. Go get it, I'll buy it.
Tell them other broke nigga be quiet.

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Who Want Some"

"Who Want Some"


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 cause 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!

 

[fox69]

"Who What When"
(feat. Meek Mill)

"Who What When"
(feat. Meek Mill)



[Meek Mill:]
You gonna do somethin to
Who (who), What (what), When (when).
Never that,
If they got a problem,
Tell em call me we can settle that.
Matter of fact,
You ain't gotta them em,
I'll tell em that (I'll tell em).
And if these niggas trippin we gon slide down where they mother at.
Ak-47 with the double strap,
Got your sister at the funeral,
Saying bring my rubber back.
Ya'll niggas fuckin with the wrong one
Yea I gotta short temper,
But I got a long gun
Call the mac the chicken wing cause it got it's own drum
I know these niggas sick of me
Cause I done had a long run
Countin all this money,
Fuckin all these hoes.
They was lookin at me funny
When I pulled up in that rolls
Ya'll good for talkin on Twitter (twitter)
We good for sparkin on niggas (sparkin)
Broad day,
Walk up on a niggas have that homicide
You gonna put the chopper on a nigga

[Hook T.I.]
Hey, you gon do somethin to
Who, What, When.
You say you want it with
Who, What, When.
Them shots come in with
Who, What, When.
You were sayin that to
Who, What, Then, Fuck nigga
Youd better get that fuck shit off your mind.
Cause I'm a up that strap,
You crossed the line.
Cut these apples out you niggas startin spreadin the new.
When I choose shit on a corpse,
Hide head with the two

[T.I.:]
Where you can find me,
You can find me,
At the top of the list.
And if they ever let me in I ain't stoppin for shit.
See that motivation make you say I'm cocky as shit.
Watever, fuck it tell em suck and help part of my dick.
Now a day, play, I coulda possibly get em, get paid.
Get out the Maybach and go hop in the jet
Know they hatin on the rise and the chilled I spin.
In the Phantom, I'm lookin fly in whatever I'm in
Mostly you big niggas soft like the Michelin man.
When you see other niggas standin with a pencil in hand
Carry me on stage rappin with my dick in my hand.
Tryna distiguish the difference between a bitch and a fan
Outa bed, rolled one homie, never again,
Cause I sold dough once now I sell it again
Fur weed 500, I sell it again
Tell the mice mane win let the elfs keep sayin

[Hook T.I.]
Hey, you gon do somethin to
Who, What, When.
You say you want it with
Who, What, When.
Them shots come in with
Who, What, When.
You were sayin that to
Who, What, Then, Fuck nigga
Youd better get that fuck shit off your mind.
Cause I'm a up that strap,
You crossed the line.
Cut these apples out you niggas startin spreadin the new.
When I choose shit on a corpse,
Hide head with the two

[Young Booke:]
I'm ballin half around, half a jet, nigga pound for pound
Only time we showin up, the shut this motha fucker down
Ridin round in the Kia, no spare tires
Chopper round shots fired,
Nigga flatlines zip came to it and keep the powder savoral.
Drive bys on dirt bike with Meek Milli O.
Crow rock shells,
I bleach em and watch em fade away.
And leave a nigga block,
Wetter than a rainy day
West beat Beavis when you scared to leave the crib.
Guzzi and he inspired for some of the dolla mill.
I'm worth mills and I beat a niggas ass still
Ya'll niggas get wasted I ain't talkin spilled bills.
School a hunt knox I'm a hate a cheetah.
One ya a dick sucka get your head up with the nina
And YM still strapped snookin with the cleava.
Ya best bet: to run the other way when I see ya

[Hook T.I.]
Hey, you gon do somethin to
Who, What, When.
You say you want it with
Who, What, When.
Them shots come in with
Who, What, When.
You were sayin that to
Who, What, Then, Fuck nigga
Youd better get that fuck shit off your mind.
Cause I'm a up that strap,
You crossed the line.
Cut these apples out you niggas startin spreadin the new.
When I choose shit on a corpse,
Hide head with the two

 

[fox69]

"Why U Mad At Me"

"Why U Mad At Me"


[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
Thats 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]

 

[fox69]

"Why You Wanna"

"Why You Wanna"


[Intro]
Hey T.I.P pimping
Hey shorty why you gotta act like that, I'm saying
I'm just trying 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 making, 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]

[T.I.]
Can he touch you like that, and make you make you feel like this?
How I left and 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 saying no with yo panties so wet

[Chorus]

[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 saying I don showed you how I feel
You know what I'm saying, 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]

 

[fox69]

"Wildside"
(feat. Asap Rocky)

"Wildside"
(feat. Asap Rocky)



[Intro:]
Smoking weed
Riding chrome
Only thing I've ever known
Is walk on the wildside
Welcome to our lives

Swagging keys
Spraying K's
Every day we getting paid
To walk on the wildside
Welcome to our lives

[Verse 1: T.I]
Come take a little walk with me through my neighborhood
And come spend a day in my trap
Get your paper right
If that yay some good
But just keep a tool in your lap
My lil patna holding that work
Nigga won't wait we keep around back
Bet not violate on my turf
Nigga this the days you a die like that
(Hey, no)
Investigation no statements
No witnesses, we ain't seen shit
Pull up after dark
With that jewelry on
To come see a bitch
That way he get it
We on dark road, with no street lights
That pistol play after fist fights
N'em geek monster walk all night
With they crack pipe trying to get right
Midnight we shoot dice
The whole house smell like cooked crack
You beat me, and you talk shit
You get shot bitch, and I took that
Hoodrats on deck, that loud as all I blow
This shit to you might sound wild
But this life is all I know

[Hook:]
Smoking weed
Riding chrome
Only thing I've ever known
Is walk on the wildside
Welcome to our lives

Swagging keys
Spraying K's
Every day we getting paid
To walk on the wildside
Welcome to our lives

[Verse 2: T.I]
(Hey)
Can you picture me back in 93'
Bumpin' it out with Dre
While I hit some weed
Cut school, make ten G
Thirteen, trying to get ki
At fifteen, 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 mornin'
You wild nigga runnin' with me
Homicide wasn't nothin' to us
Dead body wasn't nothin' to see
That pistol play was just fun to us
I was 19 with two felonies
One of my best friends have a life sentence
All my other friends, was just like me
Had a bunch of partnas no longer living
All about that cocaine dealing
And no education, no pot to piss in
Old school, on chrome wheel
Windows tinted, pistol hidden
That's the shit that I come from
In my heart, fear ain't none
Stand tall, I can't run from
That wildside, that I smoke on

[Hook:]
Smoking weed
Riding chrome
Only thing I've ever known
Is walk on the wildside
Welcome to our lives

Swagging keys
Spraying K's
Every day we getting paid
To walk on the wildside
Welcome to our lives

[Verse 3: ASAP Rocky]
(Uh)
(Yeah)
All I ever did was pit on
All my old friends tryin' to get on
So they fell out, makin' dis songs
Never talk down when I get home
Ain't the type of nigga you can shit on
Unexpose, brick chrome
Guard body, big bone
That's hard body, Jim Jones
Nigga's know the sound on how we switch on him
Finna wild out on a tip song
Better make a toast, nigga, tip home
First get the bread, then you get gone
From the land of the land where they spit chrome
With most kids never get to live long
If they pissed off, they get pissed on
Pistolwhipped and stripped, homie
Left for a minute and they switched on me
Caught them talking down, turnin' bitch on me
And they snitch on me
They got shit, on me
So my guess is death is what they wish, on me
So I'm Blowing on them candles, closed lids and dark eyes
Kuz hates never part time when you on that wild side

 

[fox69]

"Wit Me"
(feat. Lil Wayne)

"Wit Me"
(feat. Lil Wayne)



[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Bitch! Put my dick on yo face, put my gun in yo purse
Put my work in yo pussy, bitch don't come on a word
Pass the weed to your slime, these niggas greener than lime
So many knots in my pockets, the bitch need a massage
I was born in the drought, I hope I die in yo mouth
If you're a rat you should've died as a mouse
The weed louder than the opera house, 'til the fat lady sings
Drop codeine in my punch, I'm 'bout to take a swing
If niggas thinkin' I'm soft, I'll knock yo thinkin' cap off
I get blood out these pussies, I'm a stinking tampon
This for my niggas back home, I'm still New Orleans regardless
Got bitches fallin' like august, can sell that bullshit to a tourist
My bitch is badder than me, call that Adam & Eve
I do tricks on my skateboard, not up my sleeve
I kiss yo bitch on the neck, shoot your man in the head
Hit his mama address then send his parents his head
I play with pussy, not these niggas
Crucify these niggas
Kidnap 'em call their boss so ask 'em who gon' buy these niggas
Got Lil Wayne on her ass, Lil Tunechi on her titties
To kill me you gotta die wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me
(Wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)

[Hook: T.I.]
We ain't playin', got 100 racks (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
In the van got 100 gats (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
Streets (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
She's (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
He's (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
(I'm wit you!)
We ain't playin', got 100 racks (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
In the van got 100 gats (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
Strong (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
Gas (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
Drank (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)

[Verse 2: T.I.]
I ain't never been dumb my nigga
Or sucka neither, go ahead play around wit it
Cash on deck, they be layin' round wit it
Gotta cake up, where the suckas playin' rounds wit it
I'm cold, don't believe me, just ask yo bitch
I swear she know her legs up high
She spread eagle and then took in my big ego
I'm stupid, ask Tunechi and them
Let me tell you a little something 'bout me
I talk shit, break like Muhammad Ali
Damn, whoop a nigga ass like Muhammad Ali
I'm thrown, no catchin' me
These niggas in the game – so sad to me
I'm sure no one would care we
Just put them out their misery
But no sympathy and no green, uh uh
Leave home with no heat, uh uh
Can nigga talk bullshit of records and see 'em in public
And they never do nothing
You violator, demonstrations I'ma
Put niggas up under, wherever we want
I got racks in my pocket right next to my lamas
I'm mowin' my bag, the purple mohana
Get after my girl and it's round whatever
So don't be struck down when you seein' me nigga
Whoever fuck with me be smoking the Sadie
You ready for war, you 'bout that like really
You catch me in Cali, you catch me in Phily
See me in Miami, the coppers is wit me
Don't kick no niggas who be gossippin' with me
Lookin' for yo bitch but she probably (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)

[Hook: T.I.]
We ain't playin', got 100 racks (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
In the van got 100 gats (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
Streets (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
She's (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
He's (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
(Talk to 'em!)
We ain't playin', got 100 racks (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
In the van got 100 gats (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
Strong (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
Gas (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
Drank (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)

[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Uh, pussy money weed with me
Before you judge me I plead guilty
I wish a nigga would, I won't get a splinter
Just bought a chicken, 'bout to break it down into chicken tenders
This block booming, I'm not human
My drop zoomin', my eyes groomin'
One giant leap for mankind
I'm high as moon men, how have you been?
Gun ain't on my waist
But it ain't that far away
I'm sparkling like some Chardonnay
Here today, gone today
I play with pussy, not these niggas
Crucify these niggas
Kidnap 'em call their boss so ask 'em who gon' buy these niggas
Got Lil Wayne on her ass, Lil Tunechi on her titties
To kill me you gotta die wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me

[Verse 4: T.I.]
Hey Wayne wait man, these niggas ain't true
Julio on the yard, these niggas can't do
These niggas ain't King, these niggas ain't Tune
Got the game locked up, covered every angle
Got the outside, inside, middle lane too
All sold up nigga, hold up nigga
Pimps on the loop, put yo hoes up nigga
Handcuff that bitch when we roll up nigga
We'll hit that bitch come pull up
Hair head and shoulders up cover hole up in here
With the legs hanging out, is she dead? Just about
Then we rollin' some loud and leave up out the house
We leave up the house, counting 100's and 50's
And go do a show for 250
We sell out arenas at hundreds of cities
These niggas want trouble? I'm bringing it with me

[Hook: T.I.]
We ain't playin', got 100 racks (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
In the van got 100 gats (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
Streets (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
She's (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
He's (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
(I'm with you!)
We ain't playin', got 100 racks (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
In the van got 100 gats (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
Strong (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
Gas (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)
Drank (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me)

[Outro: Lil Wayne]
They ain't fuckin' wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me
No, they ain't fuckin' wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me
Yo T.I.
They ain't fuckin' with us pimp
Ahhh!
My bad I didn't mean to scream.
Sorry

 

[fox69]

"Wonderful Life"
(feat. Akon)

"Wonderful Life"
(feat. Akon)



One, two, three
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 T.I.P. let me holla at you

Making your momma proud, looking in your daughter's eyes
Kicking it with your son, she's tripping, never realize
How good you got it, been so wrapped up in your losses
You couldn't see the profits, could still be in the projects
It's definitely some projects just popping when niggas flopping
Some of you went back to prison, T.I.P. it could've been a coffin'
Now since we talking you've been tripping ever since I died
Appreciate you're missin' me but G, you're still alive
I'm looking down at you, and sending smiles to you
I check the record now, oh tell Tameka hi would you?
Told you she would get you, that's good cause shorty ride with you
Kids getting big, seen king riding a bicycle
Saw Niq-Niq drive a car, see bubble big as you
I see Domani rapping, and he's spittin' too
Lil Deyjah's beautiful, and major super cool
My life is over with ya'll, your life been 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
Aye listen to me son, and pay attention to it
Seems like I'm the only one that you'll listen to
I never knew the time that I ain't get to spend with you
Whatever result aye you making yourself miserable
You gotta let it go, it's painful, I already know
The past is the past, just learn from it, grow
So you got Mister with 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 smarter
That much come for the offer, I wasn't much of a talker
Great to see you doing better than me, even as a father
Take good care of yo mama, overcoming the drama
Your life is wonderful son, 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, Phil? So good to hear from you, we're missing you
Remembering all of our conversations, daily reminiscing you
The good the day they low, could tell they don't know who they listen to
Today I watch over 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 get shit
Off my mind, I'm so upset
It wasn't your time to leave me here
It 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 dawg
'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