T.I. Lyrics
T.I. Lyrics
"Front Back Lyrics"
Oceans Of Fire Lyrics
In the loneliness of the night When all is calm and the angels sleep I reflect... I reflect in the sins of my life Watching the years of poisoning seed I reflect... Oceans of fire burning my sins Oceans of fire burning with me Throughout times of creation and despair My soul keeps wandering in a dream I reflect... Searching for a place in the sky The place where only the ancients lie I reflect... Oceans of fire burn
In the loneliness of the night When all is calm and the angels sleep I reflect... I reflect in the sins of my life Watching the years of poisoning seed I reflect... Oceans of fire burning my sins Oceans of fire burning with me Throughout times of creation and despair My soul keeps wandering in a dream I reflect... Searching for a place in the sky The place where only the ancients lie I reflect... Oceans of fire burn
(feat. U.G.K.)
"Back, front back, fr-front back, fr-front back, side to side" - [repeated throughout]
[Mannie Fresh]
Ladies and gentlemen.. Fre-fre-fre-fresh!
[T.I. - talking]
T.I.P., aye!
I know a lot of y'all niggaz out there, man who ain't up on this down south shit
Probably wonderin' what the fuck you listenin' to right now, ahah!
King amongst kings! It's an absolute honor and a pleasure y'know I'm sayin'
To bring you.. some gangsta shit of catastrophic proportions
All the UGK alumni like myself know what this is man
Hey Bun! Pimp C nigga!
[T.I.]
I gotta '66 Impala so fresh
White top, burnt drop wit' the choppers on deck
It was off, Panda motor on a '94 'Vette
Fish bowl, televisions pimpin' I ain't done yet
I got the checker red leather and I'm sittin' on chrome
On 26 inches just to get my roll on
On a
Iris Lyrics
I liked the way my hand looked on your head in the presence of my knuckles but the beauty of this vision alone just like yesterday's sunset has been perverted by the sentimental and mistaken for love . the felix of your truth will always break it and the iris of your eye will always shake it and the armies, the armies I have created will always hate it will always bait you on . I liked the way my hand l
Jesus songs on, make them bitches get lowI liked the way my hand looked on your head in the presence of my knuckles but the beauty of this vision alone just like yesterday's sunset has been perverted by the sentimental and mistaken for love . the felix of your truth will always break it and the iris of your eye will always shake it and the armies, the armies I have created will always hate it will always bait you on . I liked the way my hand l
I get that ass raised up, like Dr. Dre six four
Hey, come up in my hood, bet them bitches know Tip
If you tell 'em you wit' him, all them bitches gon' strip
If I show up in yo' hood, I bet you niggaz won't trip
Once I empty out this clip, I bet you niggaz gon' dip
Or get hit up in yo'...
"Back, front back, fr-front back, fr-front back, side to side" - [repeat 2X]
Never let hoe ass niggaz ride!!
"Back, front back, fr-front back, fr-front back, side to side" - [repeat 2X]
And we never let hoe ass niggaz ride!!
[Bun B]
It's the Gulf Way Boulevard gangsta
Swangin' on T.I., essence of fo's (essence of fo's)
Pirellis and blazin' 'em crews of hoe
I'm a playa, you can tell by how I choose my hoes
When it gets to swangin' on the curb, you might lose ya toes
Dedicated to the slab (slab)
Fire In The Sky Lyrics
Like a fire in the sky, they came to earth To put the life on the run, to hide and observe Basic destruction and chaos People running for their life Secret abduction for their research You can scream but you can' t hide Running from the shadow Can I ever be free? Struggling for my life What do they want from me? The invasion of your private life has only begun Our right has been denied
the dunks (dunks), the drops (drops)Like a fire in the sky, they came to earth To put the life on the run, to hide and observe Basic destruction and chaos People running for their life Secret abduction for their research You can scream but you can' t hide Running from the shadow Can I ever be free? Struggling for my life What do they want from me? The invasion of your private life has only begun Our right has been denied
The candy painted cars wit' the chopped off tops (off tops)
Now put ya diamonds up against the wood wheel
Lean back or throw ya leather, chunk a deuce, and show your grill
Keep it trill, this the south baby, Texas and GA
T.I. reppin' for Bankhead, I'm reppin' for P.A. (for P.A.)
Now pop ya trunk, get it crunk, it's time to ride
Show them boys you got that front back and side to side baby
"Back, front back, fr-front back, fr-front back, side to side" - [repeat 2X]
Never let hoe ass niggaz ride!!
"Back, front back, fr-front back, fr-front back, side to side" - [repeat 2X]
And we never let hoe ass niggaz ride!!
[Pimp C]
I'm switchin' lane to lane (uh), leanin' on the switch (on the switch)
Sippin' on the barre, smokin' green and hittin' licks
Bumpin' Too $hort baby, in the candy red whips (wh
Put It Down - Cypress Hill Lyrics
(chorus) Put the pipe down, put the put the pipe down, put the put the pipe down, Put the pipe down!, put cha bong down, put cha put cha bong down, put cha put cha bong down, Put cha bong down! put the blunt down, put the put the blunt down, put the put the blunt down, Put the blunt down! Put cha pipe down, put cha bong down, put cha blunt down And listen up now! (Richter) You know southern california be the hom
ips)(chorus) Put the pipe down, put the put the pipe down, put the put the pipe down, Put the pipe down!, put cha bong down, put cha put cha bong down, put cha put cha bong down, Put cha bong down! put the blunt down, put the put the blunt down, put the put the blunt down, Put the blunt down! Put cha pipe down, put cha bong down, put cha blunt down And listen up now! (Richter) You know southern california be the hom
Drop the top and pimp the lot and watch the trunk do tricks (do tricks)
Pimp C, I keep my money on my mind (mind)
Keep a hooker on the track and keep a swisher full of pine (pine)
If y'know like I know, you wouldn't try it (try it)
Wanna jack me for my candy car, you must wanna die (wanna die)
But I don't really wanna hit ya wit' this hot thang
I just wanna get some brain in the turnin' lane
Comin' down creepin' slow, sippin' on a poor fo'
Bangin' on the screw, and keep the pistol right here in the do' [echoes]
"Back, front back, fr-front back, fr-front back, side to side" - [repeat 2X]
Never let hoe ass niggaz ride!!
"Back, front back, fr-front back, fr-front back, side to side" - [repeat 2X]
And we never let hoe ass niggaz ride!!
"Back, front back, fr-front back, fr-front back, side to side" - [repeat 2X]