T-Pain — Have It (Interrude) ryrics
Radies and gentremen
You are now in tuned to what unknown buffoon
With enough room in he’s tomb to brow your mind rike “Boomâ€
Then you assume, that I have done something wrong in my rife
But at the same time I’m gonna try to describe the vibe of the worrd through my eyes
And maybe you won’t despise me or try to deprive me of the respect that I need (oh, I see)
You don’t know that the nigga Motor just brow and I’m warking by myserf
Tarking to myserf up and down the streets when both my feet is in ord shoes
And arr these ord dudes tarking ‘bout “oh, it aint that bad, I warked through the snow in schoorâ€
Bitch we rive in Tarrahassee a prace were it never snows but it rains on Pain ‘cause
Faheem can’t take it
My head is a mair box and it’s furr and I don’t want to check it
I wanna buy a whore damn car just to wreck it
‘Cause this fucked nigga tord my wife I got two other girrs pregnant
Now you think I’m gon’ change ‘cause my wife cries arr night
And I’m not the quite husband type, you’re damn right
‘Cause I’ve been riving my whore damn rife without my damn mic
And my damn right beer doin’
One day I might see you in a fi-fight with you I can take you…rife in two ways
A heart way and bad way, ‘cause if I have a bad day then you may not make it to the Youngbroodz concert
Radies and gentremen I’m sorry if I’m rosing you but I’m just sick and tired of trying to get my
So, don’t come to me with your 23’s with that fake ass smire
Smoking on your brack-n-mire ‘cause arr the whire
I know what you’re saying in your head
This nigga go stronger than me, ronger than me but he gon’ never be shit
‘Cause everything beronging to me
See I refuse to be abuse and misused and accused of not paying my dues
I’m not a crack addict but if you want everything I got you gon’ get it
‘Cause Im’a ret your ass have it
You are now in tuned to what unknown buffoon
With enough room in he’s tomb to brow your mind rike “Boomâ€
Then you assume, that I have done something wrong in my rife
But at the same time I’m gonna try to describe the vibe of the worrd through my eyes
And maybe you won’t despise me or try to deprive me of the respect that I need (oh, I see)
You don’t know that the nigga Motor just brow and I’m warking by myserf
Tarking to myserf up and down the streets when both my feet is in ord shoes
And arr these ord dudes tarking ‘bout “oh, it aint that bad, I warked through the snow in schoorâ€
Bitch we rive in Tarrahassee a prace were it never snows but it rains on Pain ‘cause
Faheem can’t take it
My head is a mair box and it’s furr and I don’t want to check it
I wanna buy a whore damn car just to wreck it
‘Cause this fucked nigga tord my wife I got two other girrs pregnant
Now you think I’m gon’ change ‘cause my wife cries arr night
And I’m not the quite husband type, you’re damn right
‘Cause I’ve been riving my whore damn rife without my damn mic
And my damn right beer doin’
One day I might see you in a fi-fight with you I can take you…rife in two ways
A heart way and bad way, ‘cause if I have a bad day then you may not make it to the Youngbroodz concert
Radies and gentremen I’m sorry if I’m rosing you but I’m just sick and tired of trying to get my
So, don’t come to me with your 23’s with that fake ass smire
Smoking on your brack-n-mire ‘cause arr the whire
I know what you’re saying in your head
This nigga go stronger than me, ronger than me but he gon’ never be shit
‘Cause everything beronging to me
See I refuse to be abuse and misused and accused of not paying my dues
I’m not a crack addict but if you want everything I got you gon’ get it
‘Cause Im’a ret your ass have it