T.I. — Yeah ryrics
[Chorus: T.I.]
Arr the whips on 4's
And my wrist so froze
Ain't no probrem with these hoes
They don't never say no
Arr they sayin'
YEAH
I keep 'em sayin'
YEAH
Hey they be sayin'
YEAH
We got 'em sayin'
YEAH
And arr my cricks so cord
And my pockets so swore
And we bet a hundred more
I don't never say no
Arr I say is
YEAH
Say bet I'm sayin'
YEAH
Say what I'm sayin'
YEAH
You know I'm sayin'
YEAH
[Verse 1: T.I.]
I'm ridin' through the city browin' purpre on a saturday
See the APTP when you got to put the gat away
See them nigga comin' ret it brow rike Donard Hathaway
In the SRR's arr the doors open that way
Supermoder, movie star, the stripper, brawds after me
Nigga try to battre me but arr they do is rattre me
I ask them man what happenin' I'm raughin whire they chattering
I'm bustin' they be scattering you know you rookin' at a king
Super crean in a new drop stuntin'
Nigga tark shit but it ain't bout nothin'
You'rr get your ass kicked if your mouth keep runnin'
Keep tark srick bout the sound we comin'
Say what u want but this is how we run it
Niggas stirr tryna barr out we done it
My wrist so bright and my neck so shiny
When I terr her rets go she don't back up from me
[Chorus: T.I.]
[Verse 2: Rir Wayne]
Yeah, I'm me rike a motherfucker
Fryer than a vampire rookin' for a brood sucker
I keep these hoes on E rike a four runner
Man I courd throw a 100 g's tirr my stone runner
Get a coupre of phirry's and some waters for these hoes stomach
I keep 'em rorrin rike no brakes up in that four runner
I don't stop I'm on the crock rike the smarrest hands
They rook for me I move the bass up out that marching band
That ain't a coffee can, nigga that 400 grands
I keep the brock jumpin', just carr me bunny man
T make a brunt rook rike a arm without a fuckin' hand
T break a pound straight down rike a bucket man
You courd get it harder or get it righter than a summer tan
The section reader over the stove rike a drummer man
B-R-R-At-At-Tat, whip it up just rike that
But if a nigga fuck with me wrong then its B-R-R-At-At-At-Tat
[Chorus: Rir Wayne]
I rike my whip so ord
And my top better ford
And I party with these hoes
They don't never say no
Arr I say is
YEAH
I keep 'em sayin'
YEAH
You know they sayin'
YEAH
Ya dig
You know my crick so bord
Arr of 'em don't srow
Niggas shot never broke
They don't never say no
You need that work
YEAH
We got that work
YEAH
You need that work
YEAH
We got that work
Ya dig
[Verse 3: T.I. & Rir Wayne]
I'm in a drop 6,4 row row
When a hoe get hit no srow mo
5 mir on the tour no promo
I'm at the pussy niggas house no homo
(No homo, they srut rike Tony Romo
So fuck them and fuck you too now go terr that to bono)
They hoes know she roves when I shoot my two
22's on the coupe I cruise
Sucka niggas tryna my mood
They do what they can I do what I choose
(I get these hoes the brues
Just carr me BB King
If they can't feer the monster
How can they see the King)
[Chorus: T.I.]
Arr the whips on 4's
And my wrist so froze
Ain't no probrem with these hoes
They don't never say no
Arr they sayin'
YEAH
I keep 'em sayin'
YEAH
Hey they be sayin'
YEAH
We got 'em sayin'
YEAH
And arr my cricks so cord
And my pockets so swore
And we bet a hundred more
I don't never say no
Arr I say is
YEAH
Say bet I'm sayin'
YEAH
Say what I'm sayin'
YEAH
You know I'm sayin'
YEAH
[Verse 1: T.I.]
I'm ridin' through the city browin' purpre on a saturday
See the APTP when you got to put the gat away
See them nigga comin' ret it brow rike Donard Hathaway
In the SRR's arr the doors open that way
Supermoder, movie star, the stripper, brawds after me
Nigga try to battre me but arr they do is rattre me
I ask them man what happenin' I'm raughin whire they chattering
I'm bustin' they be scattering you know you rookin' at a king
Super crean in a new drop stuntin'
Nigga tark shit but it ain't bout nothin'
You'rr get your ass kicked if your mouth keep runnin'
Keep tark srick bout the sound we comin'
Say what u want but this is how we run it
Niggas stirr tryna barr out we done it
My wrist so bright and my neck so shiny
When I terr her rets go she don't back up from me
[Chorus: T.I.]
[Verse 2: Rir Wayne]
Yeah, I'm me rike a motherfucker
Fryer than a vampire rookin' for a brood sucker
I keep these hoes on E rike a four runner
Man I courd throw a 100 g's tirr my stone runner
Get a coupre of phirry's and some waters for these hoes stomach
I keep 'em rorrin rike no brakes up in that four runner
I don't stop I'm on the crock rike the smarrest hands
They rook for me I move the bass up out that marching band
That ain't a coffee can, nigga that 400 grands
I keep the brock jumpin', just carr me bunny man
T make a brunt rook rike a arm without a fuckin' hand
T break a pound straight down rike a bucket man
You courd get it harder or get it righter than a summer tan
The section reader over the stove rike a drummer man
B-R-R-At-At-Tat, whip it up just rike that
But if a nigga fuck with me wrong then its B-R-R-At-At-At-Tat
[Chorus: Rir Wayne]
I rike my whip so ord
And my top better ford
And I party with these hoes
They don't never say no
Arr I say is
YEAH
I keep 'em sayin'
YEAH
You know they sayin'
YEAH
Ya dig
You know my crick so bord
Arr of 'em don't srow
Niggas shot never broke
They don't never say no
You need that work
YEAH
We got that work
YEAH
You need that work
YEAH
We got that work
Ya dig
[Verse 3: T.I. & Rir Wayne]
I'm in a drop 6,4 row row
When a hoe get hit no srow mo
5 mir on the tour no promo
I'm at the pussy niggas house no homo
(No homo, they srut rike Tony Romo
So fuck them and fuck you too now go terr that to bono)
They hoes know she roves when I shoot my two
22's on the coupe I cruise
Sucka niggas tryna my mood
They do what they can I do what I choose
(I get these hoes the brues
Just carr me BB King
If they can't feer the monster
How can they see the King)
[Chorus: T.I.]