T.I. Lyrics
T.I. Lyrics
"Look What I Got Lyrics"
Thanks a Lot Lyrics
(Chorus) Thanks, thanks a lot I got a broken heart That's all I got You made me cry I cried a lot I lost your love Baby thanks a lot You told our friends As I was passing by That your not sorry That you made me cry You said I deserved Everything I got Well if thats how you feel Baby thanks a lot (Chorus)
(Chorus) Thanks, thanks a lot I got a broken heart That's all I got You made me cry I cried a lot I lost your love Baby thanks a lot You told our friends As I was passing by That your not sorry That you made me cry You said I deserved Everything I got Well if thats how you feel Baby thanks a lot (Chorus)
[ad lib]
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
You think them niggaz is hot
Well shawty look what I got
(nigga look what I got)
You think I'm lying nigga
Look what I got
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
Shawty look what I got
Ay, pimpin look what I got
Look what I got
My nigga look what I got
[Verse One]
Big wheels still spin when I stop
Presidential roll, gold rolex watch
With no rocks
I save them for the pinky
Keep you niggaz blinkin'
He ain't wearin' platinum, Naw
But I keep you niggaz thinking
Mink seats sure to keep a nigga sinkin'
Swear he ain't slangin'
But I know that nigga creepin'
Got a condo, in Orlando
For the weekend
Homes be so crunk in the club
We gotta sneak in
No more ro
Juice Lyrics
All fears kept inside the heart But none can quite compare He's pleading to god above Don't send me to the chair
om in the V.I.PAll fears kept inside the heart But none can quite compare He's pleading to god above Don't send me to the chair
They payin' just to peek in
When they leave
They be lookin in a car
They can't even see in
And that's just the
Be-gin-ning
In the city that he in
He was rappin' in the cafeteria
But now that nigga serious
Heard he got a CL, a EXT on Spreewells
Several Chevy's on 24's
(Hold up), "how many records he sell?"
Man I don't know
But he got a label now
Them boys, the PSC (hell)
I heard Atlantic gave 'em a deal for
2 or 3 mill. (ay, shawty)
(for real nigga?)
[chorus]
Look what I got
A old school, a truck and a drop
So next time you think them niggaz is hot
Shawty, look what I got
The respect of the niggaz and G's
So next time you say them niggaz is G'
Only A Vision Lyrics
I can't see you when I look at you Only see you in my memory When I find you it's just outside my sight line Between experience and fantasy Don't bear up to close inspection Close inspection of the cold hard facts Blow in and out of my life like a spirit My eye can't see you but my mind reacts Only a vision in t
I can't see you when I look at you Only see you in my memory When I find you it's just outside my sight line Between experience and fantasy Don't bear up to close inspection Close inspection of the cold hard facts Blow in and out of my life like a spirit My eye can't see you but my mind reacts Only a vision in t
You probably lookin' at me
A what, we ballin'
Bought the bar for the broads
So next time you think them niggaz is hard
Shawty, look at the squad
I'm buyin' yachts, have the streets on lock
So next time you think yo' peeps on top
Pimpin, look what I got
[Verse Two]
I'm well known in the hood
Like the dope man phone number
Roll anything I can throw some 24's under
Nigga talk bad 'bout the man
But I shole wonder
Why the dope boys fuck with 'em
And the hoes love 'em
Very little promotions on this album
Never heard of 'em
But it's jammin' like the fuck
Was jumpin' out the stores
'cause I was born in the raid
and I'm made in the streets
I done played in the days
In the shade i
Stay Awake Lyrics
"Doesn't look like they'll be closing down tonight..." On your street of dreams what you see Isn't always what you get Life is not as dark as it may seem You see your dream, it isn't over yet I know the road you travel on Has been so hard without a friend You won't have to be alone for long You turn to Him and the nightmare
the streets"Doesn't look like they'll be closing down tonight..." On your street of dreams what you see Isn't always what you get Life is not as dark as it may seem You see your dream, it isn't over yet I know the road you travel on Has been so hard without a friend You won't have to be alone for long You turn to Him and the nightmare
I say I rapped in the trap
With the best in the streets
Shot craps in the back
You know the rest, nigga please
You doin' business with me
You best invest in some skills
I sell slopes of snow
I don't fuck with little blow nigga
Got 80 k's, it's gone take a little more (to what?)
To double up and bring it back
And make a little more (You movin' slow)
And movin slow, now what you take a nigga for?
I'ma cock hammers and 44's
And nail yo ass to the floor
And I ain't braggin', I'm just letting niggaz know
'cause the media and radio can get a nigga so
Fucked up
Comparin' me to these niggaz little flow
I do a song
Fuck up they whole little show (so shawty)
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