(feat. Lil Wayne)
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[Chorus: T.I.]
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All the whips on 4's
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And my wrist so froze
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Ain't no problem with these hoes
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They don't never say no
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All they sayin'
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YEAH
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I keep 'em sayin'
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YEAH
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Hey they be sayin'
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YEAH
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We got 'em sayin'
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YEAH
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And all my clicks so cold
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And my pockets so swole
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And we bet a hundred more
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I don't never say no
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All I say is
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YEAH
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Say bet I'm sayin'
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YEAH
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Say what I'm sayin'
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YEAH
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You know I'm sayin'
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YEAH
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[Verse 1: T.I.]
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I'm ridin' through the city blowin' purple on a saturday
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See the APTP when you got to put the gat away
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See them nigga comin' let it blow like Donald Hathaway
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In the SLR's all the doors open that way
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Supermodel, movie star, the stripper, brawds after me
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Nigga try to battle me but all they do is rattle me
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I ask them man what happenin' I'm laughin while they chattering
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I'm bustin' they be scattering you know you lookin' at a king
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Super clean in a new drop stuntin'
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Nigga talk shit but it ain't bout nothin'
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You'll get your ass kicked if your mouth keep runnin'
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Keep talk slick bout the sound we comin'
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Say what u want but this is how we run it
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Niggas still tryna ball out we done it
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My wrist so bright and my neck so shiny
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When I tell her lets go she don't back up from me
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[Chorus: T.I.]
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[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
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Yeah, I'm me like a motherfucker
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Flyer than a vampire lookin' for a blood sucker
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I keep these hoes on E like a four runner
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Man I could throw a 100 g's till my stone runner
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Get a couple of philly's and some waters for these hoes stomach
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I keep 'em rollin like no brakes up in that four runner
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I don't stop I'm on the clock like the smallest hands
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They look for me I move the bass up out that marching band
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That ain't a coffee can, nigga that 400 grands
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I keep the block jumpin', just call me bunny man
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T make a blunt look like a arm without a fuckin' hand
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T break a pound straight down like a bucket man
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You could get it harder or get it lighter than a summer tan
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The section leader over the stove like a drummer man
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B-R-R-At-At-Tat, whip it up just like that
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But if a nigga fuck with me wrong then its B-R-R-At-At-At-Tat
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[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
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I like my whip so old
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And my top better fold
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And I party with these hoes
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They don't never say no
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All I say is
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YEAH
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I keep 'em sayin'
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YEAH
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You know they sayin'
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YEAH
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Ya dig
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You know my click so bold
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All of 'em don't slow
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Niggas shot never broke
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They don't never say no
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You need that work
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YEAH
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We got that work
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YEAH
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You need that work
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YEAH
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We got that work
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Ya dig
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[Verse 3: T.I. & Lil Wayne]
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I'm in a drop 6,4 low low
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When a hoe get hit no slow mo
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5 mil on the tour no promo
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I'm at the pussy niggas house no homo
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(No homo, they slut like Tony Romo
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So fuck them and fuck you too now go tell that to bono)
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They hoes know she loves when I shoot my two
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22's on the coupe I cruise
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Sucka niggas tryna my mood
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They do what they can I do what I choose
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(I get these hoes the blues
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Just call me BB King
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If they can't feel the monster
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How can they see the King)
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[Chorus: T.I.]
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Yeah
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| T.I. |
