T-Pain PrEVOLVEr (Mixtape)

1.Speech


Yo!
Young Fyre
Over the guts
Let's go in brah
Yo

Suicide doors, naw that was last year
Got suicide hoes butt-naked under my cashmere
Drinking full throttle, pulling half a gear
Two-wheel drive on these niggas, Cavalier
Wait till I crank it up, wait till I spazz hard
They ain't nobody goin accept ya like a MasterCard
Now ain't that bizarre, you say you from the hood
But nobody believe you so you try to pour the basket guard
Naw that shit don't work in this society
The game got potential but it's lacking the variety
Fans getting bored they don't even wanna buy CD's
Nigglas ain't selling so they blaming it on piracy
Argh! I'm too hard for the club seats
UFC submission hole I get em off me
The niggas in Tallahassee saying I'm off Glee
But the hoes say I'm sick, cough sneeze

Yeah, Birdman you already know
You understand me？
YMCMB all day everyday
All we do is get money like we do it
Grind hard hustle 24 hours ain't no sleep when we do this shit
Ain't no care about sleeping
Ain't no clubbing cause we bring that to the studio
Ya understand me？
Just manifesting this game, getting mo money than niggas ever
been

Billions for my thoughts, dollars for my words
Hundred for the hook, one fifty for the verse
Cause bitch I got kids and they want Louis Vutton shit
And the Gucci wallet to carry crayons in
So discount's is the thing of the past
So is CEO's try'na put a thing on my ass
These record labels mad cause they know they can't get me
Cause I don't do threesomes, you can't fuck with me
Nappy Boy ooh wee that's the trademark
And this year I just plan on pulling my face card
Niggas constrating on keeping they face hard
But I'm a fuck around and take away they face guard
Until then I'm a keep delivering hits out
And keep on playing stupid till niggas figure my shit out
I can't speak on the bus but when the word finally get out
I'll fill a swimming pool with the soda niggas a spit out

Ya understand me, lots full of whips
Bottles and bitches
Ya understand me pocket full of money
Ya understand me G4's and hoes nigga this how we living
Out on the grind all day every muthafuckin day
We hang out the helicopter doin fly-by's niggas
Ya understand me over the pacific
Ya understand me big money see we don't stop
Bang let's get it baby
YMCMB all muthafucking day

Last but not least I'm too cold to have hot rhymes
Jamaican bitches in my room doing the hot wine
Winning at all cost
Even if my niggas hit your Beenie Man with this Lady Sawed off
Ha ha, feel the rhythm of the beat bitch
Nappy Boy, the new Miami Heat bitch
Young Frizzle, he done turned on the heat switch
Walk up out of the mansion right up on to the beach, beeatch
Ye ain't never seen another Pain
32 cars you niggas stay in the other lane
Steve Jobs on these broke niggas
Take a good hard look at the motherfuckin boat, nigga!
Shit, the rap game being burglarized
Check my certificate you can see that I'm certified
So they won't see it coming when the track hit em
And then I dipped twice, baptism

Nigga that's what's happening
Moula crazy
Yeah, blah, blah


2.You Can't See Me (I Done Showed You)


Teddy Pain is the name bitch don't get it confused
All you lames in the game have never spit on a dude
Tell ya dame to get a swimsuit and come get in my pool
See nodding once and now we working on (hmm, hmm)
I pull up on you with the quick fast, style on your bitch ass
You niggas ain't hold the weight the rap game been drankin
Slimfast (oh no)
See I go ham sandwich on everythang I do
So when I put it down all you pussy niggas can say is 'WOO! '
Da bod mon flow, niggas like whatta gawn
Fiya droppin' fiya ain't no need to turn da watta on
So gimme your bitch with the big enough ass to put some butta's
on
And I'm a drop that shit that it'll make a nigga feel guts all
when it cuts it off

If I'm lyin I'm dyin I'm the bidness
Lonely in the jungle where the lion I'm a kill it
Die Hard nigga call me Bruce Willis
No time for fake shit homeboy I'm the realest, nigga

Girl, you can't see me no I'm too dangerous
You can't see me no I'm too dangerous
Ooh-ooh ooh-ooh ooh-ooh ohh
No-ooh ooh-ooh ooh-ooh ohh

K is nothing new to me so hate on hate on
My eighty-year old twin sisters same ole same ole
It's Claritin than unicorn having glitter but six
With a fairy skiing down that double rainbow
Range Rove no shoes the truck got the bare feet out
No more roaming noodles like a dike I go and eat out
I'm bald headed but still Nappy Boy it's the click
Like game in 6 we the shit on a stick, pause
My Chevrolet Camaro's high yellower than that nigga Drake
Rims blacker than Wesley Snipes I'm sitting on Blades
Like a borne on fire I'm burning heavy hay
And Smoke stands for smoke oze of kush everyday


229, Yeah man
They ask me what happen with Field Mob I say two different egos
clashing
Like Andre 3K and Cee-lo's fashion
Got micro-smoke dose responds with so outrageous
Ya girl say Shawn Jay ya smoke my favorite
I got her up in MySpace smoking my grape kush
She follow me like I'm Twitter then I poke her like Facebook
Realest nigga ever known killin every song
I don't fuck with lil boys I ain't Bishop Eddie Long
I ain't trippin nigga goin 'head, hate us bitch
These facts I'm a mack but I don't make up shit
I keep a click of killers with me winked up like ya baby mama
I'm a don with a Caddy pussy nigga bring the drama


3.Big Man


Who it is brah？
Da Bidness
YEAH!

Buddy you're a boy make a big noise
Playin' in the street gonna be a big man some day, you got
Buddy you're a boy make a big noise
Playin' in the street gonna be a big man some day, you got

Uh
Pizzle!
Oh, Val Jones hit it
I'm a fool for this baby
Freddy that's what'chu suppose to say to the producers
I'm a be getting on the song you okay with this one, ha ha
Aye

Coming to the stage is a motherfucka cold as the South Pole
They say it's not too look right without gold
He make hits that'll knock a nigga out cold
Known as the sellout rocking them sold out shows
Born rich in the brain
Only game you got left is to get to the fame, you getting me
mayne？
He never stick to the same, ole same ole
Have a nigga leanin and rockin like he was Fabo (OHH)
But now the case close
Ain't no one-hit wonder here muhfucker the First 48 gone
I need a case load of paseo chips
Somebody pass me the caso dip
Or the kayo flip

Buddy you're a boy make a big noise
Playin' (uh) in the street gonna be a big man some day, you got
(boom)
Buddy you're a boy make a big noise
Playin' (uh) in the street gonna be a big man some day, you got
(boom)

You know me so you know that
If you listening to dis that mean you on crack
Head to the back, back of the whip
Shofer catch a contact officer stitch
Muthafucka it's the mister 'have we kill em'
Put the Timber in the lake and make it cry me a river
Get-get-get paid no pain no-no gain
Know how to make the shit grow, Rogaine
Propane when I step in the mic
Booth crew clean like a white suit in a white coupe
When ya look in the mirror it don't like you
And I'm a keep it on the low, 5 2

Buddy you're a boy make a big noise
Playin' (uh) in the street gonna be a big man some day, you got
(boom)
Buddy you're a boy make a big noise
Playin' (uh) in the street gonna be a big man some day, you got
(boom)
Buddy you're a boy make a big noise
Playin' (uh) in the street gonna be a big man some day, you got
(boom)
Buddy you're a boy make a big noise
Playin' (uh) in the street gonna be a big man


4.Hoes And Ladies


And if you give a fuck
That'cha friends stuck up
And she don't wanna mess up her hair
And if you wanna fuck
Like I wanna fuck
Put'cha muthafucking hands in the air
I'm on five-hour energy
Nuvo and Hennessy
So what'cha do lil baby
(Now all my ladies in the house say hoe
And all my hoes in the house say ladies)

Pizzle!
I'm so considerate I never quit a bitch (noooo)
No matter how many niggas hit or how many dicks she licked
I please that clitoris I give her a kiss and shit
When other niggas don't stay long enough they get the digits and
SPLIT!
If ain't nobody telling you that you are pretty
That's just because you are and they do not want to admit it
(damn)
Look at all that ass you ain't got to have titties
At least you part of the itty bitty titty committee really？
You goin let em style on you or you can let em talk
Hop up in this Lamborghini baby go on let em walk
Stop hanging round them stupid bitches you'd be better off
Them hoes dirty birds, Atlanta Hawks
Go wear them granny draws
Matter of fact go put that dress on and don't wear any draws and
come sit on Santy Claus
We can take some pictures with the islands in the back drop
Or we can go to PC but you'll still be my laptop

And if you give a fuck
That'cha friends stuck up
And she don't wanna mess up her hair
And if you wanna fuck
Like I wanna fuck
Put'cha muthafucking hands in the air
I'm on five-hour energy
Nuvo and Hennessy
So what'cha do lil baby
(Now all my ladies in the house say hoe
And all my hoes in the house say ladies)

Ah-hem
Kiss her on the thigh make her pussy hole cry
They say number don't lie, let's try 69
Kiss her on her lips make her pussy hole drip
She can't even walk to the bathroom she gotta skip
Kiss her on thercheek, make her pussy lips speak
Now she pulling on my locks, kiss thou Sheek, ha
Kiss her on her breasts, east and west
And then I go south and clean up my mess, ha
No stop signs, no red lights
She put on a show, no stage fright
And then I fuck her right, and she say fucking right
She climb on top that mountain and ride that mountain bike
She keep it nice and wet like Armor All
She keep a close shave like barber sole
But all in all she's just Weezy baby

And if you give a fuck
That'cha friends stuck up
And she don't wanna mess up her hair
And if you wanna fuck
Like I wanna fuck
Put'cha muthafucking hands in the air
I'm on five-hour energy
Nuvo and Hennessy
So what'cha do lil baby
(Now all my ladies in the house say hoe
And all my hoes in the house say ladies)

Now all my ladies in the house say hoe
And all my hoes in the house say ladies


5.You Copying Me

Woah! Hooo! You copying me？
You-you-you-you copying me？
Woah! Hooo! You copying me？
You-you-you-you-you copying me？

Here's a little story that I got to tell
About a young motherfucker that done went through hell
He started off in Tallahassee Florida
Hoping that somebody would save him from the border
He started making beats for the locals stacking bread
And joined up with the clique called the Nappy Headz
The money came slow but the hate came quick
Talking behind his back like 'Pain ain't shit'
He was going out of town just to put it on stage
Blind to the fact that he wouldn't get paid
Slept in the car closing the back seat
Twenty dollars to get them hoes in the back seat
Got tired of that then he set some goals
Hoping this rap shit it'll get his home a get-to-go
Oh, never thinking of what he bout to be
Then six years later everybody copy me, yasimee？

Woah! Hooo! You copying me？
You-you-you-you copying me？
Woah! Hooo! You copying me？
You-you-you-you-you copying me？

One faithful day he said fuck it
Hopped in the Chevrolet bucket
Then he went to Mickey D's got an application
Nowhere was just where this rap will take him
So he gave up took the paper home
Four dollars an hour that's paper hoe
But he ain't to grown so he got no bills
No condos just enough to make it home
Then all ring ring on the mobile phone
Area code said 404
'Oh yo this Akon what up nig man yo shit sound good'
Shut up nigga! Click
Just leave me the fuck alone
And somebody better put million on my fuckin phone
And then he said 'naw this is what I'm bout to do
Have everybody copping you, yasimelike'

Woah! Hooo! You copying me？
You-you-you-you copying me？
Woah! Hooo! You copying me？
You-you-you-you-you copying me？

Took tens in the bucket man fuck it I'm taking my black ass to
the ATL
And I'm a make it there in three and a half hours even if I
gotta go through hell
Now I can't tell that this is the kind of tourse I should be
making all by myself
But I'm a commit suicide if I see another untalented nigga on
the best box shelf
Well, hooked up with Akon and Boubacar
Shakedown at a pizza parlor
It's kinda hard try'na explain who you are
When you showed up getting off the mall
And so I showed them niggas a couple DVD's CD's
Showing the shit I did on TV
Cause I sucked at basketball
But this is way better after all, simelike nigga

Woah! Hooo! You copying me？
You-you-you-you copying me？
Woah! Hooo! You copying me？
You-you-you-you-you copying me？


6.Danger

(F.Y.R.E. Pain)
Ok
I ain't gotta tell ya on the track baby, yo
(Danger, danger) this shit is (danger, danger) this shit is
(Danger, danger, danger, danger)

MANNNNNN!
I'm so spectacular I manufacture hits like hit factory
I'm on my shit so tell that bitch to get back from me
Mack black Cadillac's and G's
So many them hoes be running after me
We might need a limos worth the backseats
Cause all in my shotgun be ridin shotgun
For niggas that's looking at me wrong like a hot nun
It's obvious these dumb hoes don't get it yet
Fuckin around with Pain and get pwned on the internet
This shit I'm doing is illegal like three murders
So put'cha bread up I got beef like three burgers
Lick shots a make ya team jump like three hurdles
You niggas weird and slow and I'm smarter than Steve Urkel
Simmy？

Danger, danger, danger, danger

Yeah, they say that boy got the bar on his neck
Advertising for other niggas and they ain't got off of the check
Cause I ain't looking for no money I'm just cool like that
Na, na they don't teach you nothin in yo school like that
So these niggas mad cause I dropped out but I still got paid
And how I keep my face clean but I still got mace
How I unmanaged the dreads and how I get my braids
But I'm awesome, so you can't say that shit bout Pain
Simmy？

Danger, danger, danger, danger

I'm a keep it going like a marathon
A Merry-Go-Round if Merry make it too my room
Then Merry-Go-Down
Hold up slow down, I bet'cha know now
Old fashion show down with a new fashion 4-pound
Yeah, show some respect in this bitch
You getting stacks of money I get stacks of checks in this bitch
Nigga it's about to be a train wreck in this bitch
My niggas ready, that's why all of em sweating and shit
I got another group of niggas that'll make ya leave
Instead of putting on ya apron that's just make believe
Maybe it's all of this money, maybe the ice on my wrist
Maybe the Phantom outside, maybe it's Maybelline
Simmy？


7.Muffuga

Uh, uh, uh, uh
Teddy, uh, uh
Listen up

All you gotta do is call 1-9 hunnit (hunnit)
Son I'm stunnin' (stunnin')
You just a miscarriage (wha？) Son not coming
(With what？) with nothing, bitch I'm sweet nah
This nigga's big enough to make a sticked up cheap sound (got
dam!)
Teddy Propane (pane) lyrical cocaine
Custom made outfit (yeah) flyer than four planes (whoo)
How could you deny the genius of my work edit (damn)
Cause all you crazy ass niggas that need to work at it (yeah)
I need to take my medication on the daily basics
I got some shit inside of me and I can't wait to say it
Cause I'm a lose alot of friends in the process
But this the ones that been fucking up all my progress
But I digress and you die slow
I ain't ate enough rappers I need my five mo
But before I style on em let me cover up
Cause I don't want no rap stains on my button butt


8.So Much Pain


Man I got way to many calls
To let the hatin' get to me,
Especially when I know you ain't gone
Bring the shit to me,
So on and so forth,
I'm so on and so forceful,
Young fire kick drums,
Leave a print of a horse shoe,
Everywhere I go my shit getting played cause,
I ain't in the hood,
Cause I stay in the Rave clubs,
Keep using them big words that I don't understand,
I take it as disrespect then turn your face to a cave cause,
Now that's stupid from a compo aspect,
But so is rollin up weed in my published sen cheques,
You don't think nappy boy is the clique,
Or t-pain is the shit,
You must be snorting on some fucking anthrax,
Now that's old school white shit,
My tongue wearing skinny jeans,
My flow on that tight shit,
Love from a nigga is the only thing I might get,
Everything else I got if not I'll buy it, now try this...
I surrounded by so much hate,
Ain't gone let another take my place,
I'm sick and tired of all these lies,
Ya'll niggers ain't felt no pain...


9.The Word

Look at him spittin rhymes, look at him hittin dimes
Travellin' all around the word (word) word (word) uh (uh)
Look at him hit the stage, look at him rip the place
For grown women and little girls (girls) girls (girls) uh (uh)
But at the same time he's doing the same thang
Remember 05, well this the same Pain
But everytime the rap game go down the drain
The Louis Vutton jewelry box allowing him to change range
I'm here to change things but they don't like diversity
Until they ask to let somebody write a verse for me
But I say hell naw
Fuck them niggas and they bins tell em I don't see em like Patti
Labelle draws
I wanna make a living and niggas want me buried
So I told Dex to put me in the pet cemetery
So I can come back out of the dirt and truly thank him
And tell em how Jesus introduced me to Ben Franklin

(Preacher preaches)
You bascially impowered
Most of us that have it
The holy goal with no man has ever gone before
Yeah, yeeah he has giving us a stiff
And the average human being does not care

How hard is it to make it？ And ya fuckin respect it
It seems like you just get in this shit to get rejected (your
outta here!)
And in some cases I done caught my damn self
Hating on another nigga just because he getting sweaty
Uh, this shit is hard as it'll ever get
It's like waiting to fuck a girl that you'll never hit
And everytime you walk out the bitter with blue balls
Then go and waste your money on making your Chevy too tall
Damn, the life I live is full of public secrets
And I'm the blame even if they didn't fuckin see it
A modern day Frederick Douglas how can you beleive it
Like Sadatay, Pootie Tang use the belt to beat it
Man, if you wanna lose then nigga go 'head
But ain't nobody ever goin say Pain got a swoll head
Unless I'm in the dressing room getting me some slow head
Fucking with a seven or like seven of a co-ed's
Uh

(Preacher preaches)
... did his own crew
Everybody wants to get his old crew rich
And then they want the other lil people never get a piece of the
pie
And that can only go for the cracker, that go for you niggas
that think that y'all big too
I understand this, that's right you niggas and crackers can't
stand me
You niggas must know that I know you can't do nothing if you
broke
Listen to me young people, old people too, mostly black people
I'm talking to you
You can't do nothing if you broke!


10.Test Drive

Eh
That's right
Ah
Uh-uh that's right
Aye
Ahhhh that's right
Aye yeah
Yeah!

Now I done got a lil older
Flow got colder
Baby I'm rich put'cha head on my shoulder
So before ya come to the crib
I'm a take you to the mode and give you a one sover
Feel good don't it？
I'm a put you on it
You ain't never gonna get off get off get off
Bout that hood honey
Gotta take you for a test drive
Come on take that shit off shit off shit off

And I bet that you the best right
I'm about to take you for a test drive
Hey, show me what'cha head rest like
I'm about to take you for a test drive
Hey, highbeams on ya headlights
I'm about to take you for a test drive, baby
Hey, making love at the red light
I'm about to take you for a test drive

Test drive, test drive, test drive, test drive, test drive
I'm about to take you for a test drive
Test drive, test drive, test drive, test drive, test drive
I'm about to take you for a test drive


11.Money On The Floor


Pick ya muthafuckin' money up
Let's go nigga
HEY!
C'mon, hey!
Teddy Pain mayne

I throw my money on the flo
Pick ya muthafuckin money up
Hey, hey, hey, hey
That's how I kick it with my hoe
Go pick a muthafuckin honey up
Hey, hey, hey, hey

I throw my money on the floor
The club like a boxing ring
And they call Teddy Pain to come and rock this thang
I'm on point, got new whizzles
Not Cash Money but I got 2 Pistols (bah bah)
Errbody goin jerk
We off in the party errbody off work
Do that Reject yeah it's prolly goin hurt
Shawty so fly yeah I'm prolly goin flirt
(Goin flirt with her)
Or maybe just a little so she can show me her nipple
Then maybe later on I get in the middle (get in the middle)
I can give you the feeling that it'll prolly give you the
giggles (give you the giggles)
They call me the Jerk of All Trades
They go leave ya outburst in the hallways
Cause I'm a put it down as always
Listen to what the fuckin song say

I throw my money on the flo
Pick ya muthafuckin money up
Hey, hey, hey, hey
That's how I kick it with my hoe
Go pick a muthafuckin honey up
Hey, hey, hey, hey

Throw ya money down I pick it up just like I want it
Everybody freeze, freeze, freeze you are now surrounded
Keep it on the bow yo girl goin kepp it on the low
That I be creepin' through her dow around the quarter past fo'
I'm super geeked I pop a lock a rocket body moving
Sugga jiggin' jankin' everybody in this party groovin'
Say a party ain't a party till Fabby get there
Super-duper show you baby momma just don't stare
Hey, hi, ooh, how are you doing？
Ahh, sorry for you
Who ever say goin holla what it do
Yeah, look I'm still do what it do
Steal a night for every party when they see me coming through
They get the hollin' ho-de-ho
When you give up all your money hoping you chunk up the deuce

I throw my money on the flo
Pick ya muthafuckin money up
Hey, hey, hey, hey
That's how I kick it with my hoe
Go pick a muthafuckin honey up
Hey, hey, hey, hey


12.What


13.Depressing


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Damn, what do I start？
How do I keep shit out of my heart？
How do I not act hard？
When errbody round me pulling my card
Bowing up on a nigga like a Spartan
I got mo wheel than Carlton
But I still got banks and I still gonna show my face, yeah
I grew up in the hood dawg
Witness the hood fall
And if I never woulda rolled through family state
You wouldn't be listening to my jam today
My grandmamma in the hospital (yeah)
And I gotta pay that bill
But no matter how life fucked up
I'm still goin hit the club
Now ain't that depressing

Yep yep (yeah) yeah
Ain't that depressing？
Yep yep (yeah) yeah
Is it manifesting in yo brain？
Do you understand what I come from man？
Now ain't that depressing
Yep yep (yeah) yeah

When I'm feeling down and out
I hold me a couple round
Now ain't that depressing
Yep yep (yeah) yeah
When I'm feeling sad and low
I blow me a pound of dro
Now ain't that depressing
Yep yep (yeah) yeah

Damn, where do I end？
What are my ends？
Cause if I go in I'm a get in between
Then make all my stripper friends grin and when I do
I'm a feel so good
Cause she goin make it out that hood
So don't ask what I do with my bread
And my kids got a roof on they head, now that's real
So she wanna go to college
So she gotta pop that pussy
But shawty I ain't even gon look (look) Do yo thang
I'm a tho this money, get your change
She wanna fall in love so
She gotta lead that club alone
But no matter how life fucked up
My daddy don't give a fuck
Now ain't that depressing

Yep yep (yeah) yeah
Ain't that depressing？
Yep yep (yeah) yeah
Is it manifesting in yo brain
Do you understand what I come from man
Now ain't that depressing
Yep yep (yeah) yeah

When I'm feeling down and out
I hold me a couple round
Now ain't that depressing
Yep yep (yeah) yeah
When I'm feeling sad and low
I blow me a pound of dro
Now ain't that depressing
Yep yep (yeah) yeah

Damn, how do I start over？
How do I get closer？
I'm going insane in the brain like Wayne
I don't wanna be compared to a Hover
My style is a lyrical？ osser？
Bleed-knot in you assholes
You cannot pass goal just go straight to jail
If not go straight to hell, and fuck you
I grew up in the hood dawg
Witness the hood fall
Don't cry about it just get back home
Fall off the golf cart then get back on
My grandmamma in the hospital (yeah)
And I gotta pay that bill
And if T-Pain gotta steal yo shit
Then why the fuck you ain't made no hits
Now ain't that depressing

Yep yep (yeah) yeah
Ain't that depressing？
Yep yep (yeah) yeah
Is it manifesting in yo brain？
Do you understand what I come from man？
Now ain't that depressing
Yep yep (yeah) yeah

When I'm feeling down and out
I hold me a couple round
Now ain't that depressing
Yep yep (yeah) yeah
When I'm feeling sad and low
I blow me a pound of dro
Now ain't that depressing
Yep yep (yeah) yeah


14.Motivated (Mixtape)


Throw me in a cage with a lion and a bear
I'm a kill 'em
That motivation ain't lyin' I swear,
I'm a nigga'
I got my ear to the streets, back to the bullshit
I'm triyin to eat, I'm on my full shit!
Homie I can't listen to what you sayin stop talkin
Betta watch what you say around my clan start walkin
Wait a minute when a nigga gotta go off I got a prove it
I think I'm big Meech Larry Hoover

I'm tryin' to eat,
You tryin' to sleep.
If you a dog
Then I'm a Beast
And the beat goes!
I know they hate it
Here go my motivation!
Let me get you motivated!
I'm with my dogs fuck us
Naw nigga fuck ya'll and the beat goes
I know they hate it
Let's get you motivated

Let me get you motivated,
Ripping that track is more insane,
If you wanna talk that issues,
Do that issues, make a statement!
... everyone gonna be the best in a world that famous
So you better work hard to make yours,
You really... get a hold and take this!
I'm gonna make where put in,
Never... I pray for this shit
Cause I know there's a door to be opened,
And this crack right here... put my foot in!
And I'm only saying,
Everybody on the beat wanna know my name
... I gotta kill him for...
... this no dance track no cha-cha
This gonna drop like...
Kiss that...
Ain't no...
Please no hate, I pay no money,
The same time I'm give it back!

I'm tryin' to eat,
You tryin' to sleep.
If you a dog
Then I'm Beast
And the beat go!
I know they hate it
Here go my motivation!
Let me get you motivated!
I'm with my dogs fuck us
Naw nigga fuck ya'll and the beat goes
I know they hate it
Let's get you motivated


15.Yasimelike


Yo, okay
It's Teddy Pain man
I wanna welcome you to the mixtape
Yasimelike, uh
Ladies and gentlemen one of the best producers in the world
Young Fyraaahhhh!
Now
We doing this mixtape man at this show
Na... your not paying attention, yasime？
Well, here we go check this out right

I got skills to pay bills, quotes that pay condos and rhymes
that skip VIP lines (lines)
But if what'chu saying ain't paying then your words ain't being
heard
Then maybe I'll let'chu borrow some of mine (some of mine)
I don't suggest that I'm the best but I can guarantee you
dancing
I'm better than what most niggaz just portray just protray)
So if I'm at home in the booth or on stage speaking the truth
You muthafuckas will respect the shit I say (what'chu say？)
Now see it's hard for me to stop and this is why your on my jock
I get deeper than a verse from Gorilla Zoe (Gorilla Zoe)
And I'm a cool dude until I get disrespected
And yes I'm a lay you flat just like a gorilla's nose (OH NO!)
Now see I'm not a sex legend I'm Fathom my hair's dreaded
But yet it's hard for these bitches to resist (to resist)
So if you come into my shoes and expected to keep yo hoes
Then Young Fyre will walk right up and tell her this (tell her
this)
Yasimelike, hmm

You ain't never seen a nigga that stackin' and flippin' quicker
than me
Bitch yasimelike
Ay, and I ain't never met another muhfucka that's flyer than me
Bitch yasimelike
Yeah, the shades stayill tinned but bitches still see I'm
winning
Yasimelike
Hmm, still on my fuckin' boat, still in your girl throat see I'm
dope
Yasimelike

See the first verse was a formality
It had to be there but now I just really feel like going in
(going in)
On all these niggaz that be acting like they gangsta till they
see a gun
But nigga if you scared don't pretend (don't pretend)
See I never said I was a gangsta and I'm not saying I am
But I got niggas that will offer you for a stack (for a stack)
Click, click, bang, bang ya hood is a gun rase
Boom, boom, buck, buck, blacka black (blacka black)
But as long as I got Young Fyre we don't have to pull no fire
I can keep killing you niggaz mentally (mentally)
Or I can just call you and Fyre on three-way
And then we can both just explain how wack you instrumentals be
(mentals be)
I got the best producers you best get used to me being the best
that ever spit (ever spit)
I'm a keep making money you keep making this music funny
So we won't have to call you and tell you shit (we be like shit)
Yasimelike, hmm

You ain't never seen a nigga that stackin' and flippin' quicker
than me
Bitch yasimelike
Ay, and I ain't never met another muhfucka that's flyer than me
Bitch yasimelike
Yeah, the shades stayill tinned but bitches still see I'm
winning
Yasimelike
Hmm, still on my fuckin' boat, still in your girl throat see I'm
dope
Yasimelike


16.Hit Em Wit It


Boom!
Phizzle
Yah
Young Track
Uhh, ooh
Yasimelike, leggo
Leggo
Leggo
Leggo
Boom, ha ha

Rockstar mentality
I'm too real can you deal with reality？
Hoes running after me
Cause you ain't have to admit I am so your bitch fuck half of me
Yeah, we go nuts like SU's
And niggas hating cause the speakers bigger than Shaq's shoes
We act fools, you know we pack tools
We don't fit the description it's just a bunch of black dudes
So back down, okay, okay
I don't fuck around, no way
Bring the trouble to your town and I know you hear the sound
I be grindin' nigga I ain't went to sleep in four days
Going ham is what I specialize in
Bugatti is all that I ride in
Ain't no need for that violence
But if it is I leave a nigga neck crooked like a violin

Boom!
Leggo
Leggo
Somebody goin get it
Summited young track
(Hit em with it)

I take my shirt off and all the hoes just scream
I thank I'm Juiceman rocking all 6 Rings
Pull up on your board with the trunk just beating
Like what is 2-10's compared to 4-15's
Jewelry all black, charm is canary
My ring finger blinking like I'm getting married
Neck full of chumps, arm full of karats
Got my shit on every Tom Dick and Harry
When I hit the club you know that they goin grill
So I mash out on sumthing I know that they goin feel
I'm swagged out it's nothing I know that I'm goin drill
Cause my bankrollers like park over ya own wheels
Wanna be down like a flat tire blow
Gotta have mouth like a dragon, fire blow
And it's a rap for you lames, gyro
I'm going out with a bang, pyro

C'mon


17.Nightmare

Uniform, black Reebok's
Black Levi's and black hoodie (Levi's and black hoodie)
Ah, na he wouldn't be going out and catch a whole nother case
now would he？
Ah-uh
Never see me like unicorns, Monte Carlo tee-tops
Five O-clock in the morning all goodie (in the morning it's all
goodie)
And if you wanna know why I'm go in
I'm bout to kick the street and advrage door in
Roller coaster love overdoser
She put it on me now how am I suppose too
Deal with it
Oh, she one of them girls that had a ex-boyfriend come and still
hit it
Naw!
She be giving him mo head
Origin partners with her and her co-ed's
But I'm a go head
Put this muthafuckin' revolver too your forehead
I'm a make ya love me!

Yeah
Shoulda never call me your daddy
Got a nigga looks up all happy
Got me feeling like a nightmare
Yeah
Shoulda never call me your baby
Shawty nigga runnin' round like crazy
It's about to be a nightmare

38 got a glok wonderin if i should go though wit it (if I should
go through with it)
Na, now he ain't jumping that Monte Carlo to catch another case
now did he？
Ah-uh!
You know me i gotta peek see i shawty givin my titys and all you
gotta do is imagine another man beetin my bitch back in
Roller coaster love overdoser
She put it on me now how am I suppose too
Deal with it
Ah, look at him pulling his back and look at him back it up look
at him still hit it
Naw!
She be giving him mo head
Origins partners with her and her co-ed's
But I'm a go head
Put this muthafuckin' revolver too your forehead
I'm a make ya love me!

Yeah
Shoulda never call me your daddy
Got a nigga looks up all happy
Got me feeling like a nightmare
Yeah
Shoulda never call me your baby
Shawty nigga runnin' round like crazy
It's about to be a nightmare


18.Money Dance


Right off top money go in the air
And she said it didn't matter if it go in her hair
If your shoes cost a thousand then I'm blowing a pair
I throw five over here and throw the rest over there
Yeah, homie I done got my own shit
Rollin' through your stop signs where you going bitch
Holla at my nigga Boogie and Brownsville
Like I done turn my New York accent
Ahhhh shit!

What's the deally son, really son
It's the nigga Teddy Pain illy son, feel me son
That's all I'm hearing when I come to the east
Plus I got the beast niggas when it comes to the beast
Young Fyre, Bishop Jones and especially me
I cook anything that come to me especially beef
Check the 6th and 7th letter of the alphabet and trust me dawg
You don't wanna F with a G

If you get money like this
Throw a couple racks in the sky like this
Hunnit thang up pop a bottle like this
Now errbody stop... and do the money dance

And they be like...
And they be like...

It's alot of ways to get bread, and get doe
I'm a get it till I get dead, shit no
Hold out'cha palm get'cha shit read
I explode on a nigga make his fit red (so-woo)
What up crip what it's hitting like？
Soul pound and my niggas yasimelike
Errbody in the hood throw it up blah
I'm a be for a while I done figured it out
Got a little less wack and a little more oh my Jesus
I don't care what'chu think nigga hold your thesis
Tap dance on em hold my sneakers
And all you niggas want piece of the pie there is no mo pizza

If you get money like this
Throw a couple racks in the sky like this
Hunnit thang up pop a bottle like this
Now errbody stop... and do the money dance

And they be like...
And they be like...


19.Bring It Back


Uh
Self made nigga (nigga) pulling out the phantom (phantom)
Lamborghini whippin' (whip it) haters can't stand em (stand em)
Hard in the paint (paint) I go in every time
I got carts in the paint of that joker Chevy ride
Ambassador of auto tune, eight-fifty king
Eight hundred and fifty niggas on my eight fifty T
I pissin' on pansies (pansies) ripping off the servants
I got shotgun lyrics I don't even need a permit
I'm a bad muthafucka (yeah) I know ya heard about it
And if I ain't did it I don't speak a word about it
That's foreal nigga (nigga)
You should follow the footsteps of my career nigga (nigga)
Yeah nigga (nigga)
I ain't seen too many artists that can get like me (get like me)
But they say that my shit is wack so my shit might be (shit
might be)
But I'm still getting money sitting homes is bored
So if I ain't making good music then what's wrong with yours？
See me？

Bring it back, bring it back
Bring it back, bring it back
Bring it back, bring it back
Bring it back, bring it back
Holla at em

Uh
Paraplegic pimpin (pimpin) parking lot stumping (stumping)
Nuvo state po'ed up, words steady fumbling (fumbling)
Liquor store owner like 'Thank you, come again' (come again)
Bout to hours after that (that) I'm drunk again (drunk again)
It's a lifestyle (style) and I'm commit to it (to it)
But I don't use light styles cause they don't fit me do they (do
they)
Bombay (Bombay) they call me Mangum TP
Tallahassee, ridin down apple-latty!
Ask me, I'm a boss and my mind frame agrees with me (agrees with
me)
If I ain't clicked up then I got two of these with me (these
with me)
Four loco make a load of three ginnies (three ginnies)
Ridin' solo slow as sparkin a green Bentleys (Bentleys)
Bitch (bitch) this ain't no game that I'm playin
Understand what I'm sayin leave you layin in the sand
Keep my dick up out'cha mouth and do the sayin with my name
Chevy and them thangs swerving lanes and lanes
SEE MEH!

Bring it back, bring it back
Bring it back, bring it back
Bring it back, bring it back
Bring it back, bring it back
Ay, holla at em
Tay Dizm, WOOOO!

I was born to be a winner living nappy you can see
Never speak unless I'm spoken too I'm quiet as can be
Stay focused stay in my zone, watching what's going on
Ha, I'm on my grown and classy shit
CEO Nappy Boy digital bitch
Talk to me (to me) I talk back
I'm feeling myself I'm in my zone
Pull up to the club for bitches I'm own
Check my car (my car) gators on the seat (my seat)
Cost about fifty grand to get like me (ha)
Boy I'm watching yes I is
Better be a close eye like two steels
See I'm a fool and Pain'll tell ya that
I been round with my niggas since spinning a cabs
Now we got the top back, back to back Bentley
Shawty got one seat are you coming with meeeeeeeee？
HA!


20.Fantasy


Woaaah
Woaaaaaaaaaaaah
Woaaaaaah
Woaah

Come and lay down
Relax
Lemme show you what I do
Make you feel good
React
Just as if I were you
Cause I can make you see
The heavans
Using nothing but my hands
If you wanna do me
Lift my booty
Maybe take off my pants yeah

What does a real man do for his lady
Anything that he can
If you do it right
At the end of the night
You can be my number one fan (ooh) tasy
You can be my number one fan (fan) tasy
You gon be my number one fantasy
You gon be my number one fan (fan) tasy
Baby, you can be my number one fantasy

Common
Let's do what we always do
Flip over
Throw it back
I'm a throw it all to you
Baby I can feel your love comming down
So I know I'm doing a good job
I'm a lay down
Relax
Come over here and get on top
I'm a show you what I can do for my baby
Make her feel like she flying
Flip over again and let's do it one more time
Cause

You gon be my number one fantasy (baby)
You gon be my number one fantasy (oooh)
You gon be my number one fantasy
Baby, you gon be my number one fantasy
You gon be my number one fan (fan) tasy
You gon be my number one fantasy
You gon be my number one


21.Open

Uh (uh)
Uh (uh)
I got her open like a soda can
And can't nobody get her back clothes
Making plans sneaking in and out of backdoors
Holding hands and everybody in the back knows
Something's going on but they keep they trap close
Keep it simple in ways we never thought of
And all the feelings from the beginning finally done caught up
And in our conversations the feelings never get brought up
We sit and talk about getting riches, tearing the mall up
But in the end it's sweet nothing's that I'm whispering
Cause she get quiet every time before we get it in
Pull out the CoverSutra
We on the California king-size bed possibilities are limitless
So Benasis you can really say I love her
Or maybe more in love with that thang that's under the cover
And mistletoe on Christmas is the only thing above her
And I can guarantee that when she gone I'm thinking of her like

Aye
Where did you go？ (yeah)
How did you know？ (yeah)
I was in love, you was like (yeah)
And I was like (yeah)
And we was like (yeah)
So within what we suppose to (yeah)
And now I'm glad that I know you (yeah)
Shawty you make me wanna sing
Do-do-do-do-doo-do-do-do-doodo


22.I'll Make U

I get the, I get the
I I I get the the party started hard
Ok, we goin do it like this here mane
Phizzle
I'll make you, I'll make you
I I I'll make you, I'll make you lose your mind
Here we go

Yeah, Phizzle, yeah I'm back on my foot zees
M.I.A. yeah I'm back at Tootsie's
But if I'm feeling nasty hit the King of Diamonds (why？)
Cause I'm the king of diamonds
And when I'm rhyming I expect a standing over me
Cause bitches love standing over me
Ten percent of the time they get close to me
The other ninety percent they spend on they knees
Please, I'm the best in the bid
I got money in the bank, so ain't no stressin' the kid
Shawty shawty what'chu drank？ Nuvo go best with that Hen
And if I say it in the song they'll be investing again
So you can blame it on the goose, got'chu feeling loose
Ain't no running the train I'm a steam at the boost
Yeah, I'm the best that do it
Young Cash got the nine in the club call it tech-no music

I get the, I get the
I I I get the the party started hard
And if you ain't not cha seat yet
You must be a paraplegic, belee dat
I'll make you, I'll make you
I I I'll make you, I'll make you lose your mind
But come in one of these backrooms
And I can show you why I bees that dude
Woo-kay!

Verse two and I'm still on deck
Been hated on like a bitch but they ain't killed me yet
And I ain't even get hit or threaten
Fuck around on my basketball court and get your shit rejected
(GET THAT SHIT OUTTA HERE)
Damn, Teddy Pain going hella ham
I bringing to yo momma dow like a telegram
You got a bunch of niggas, I got a better fam
Fam, middle finger to the dislikers
But I can't add the index if yo bitch like us
She been tellin' me that'chu want to be just like us
But if you wanna be then you gonna be dickbiters
Cause don't nobody wanna be that there
My name at the bottom I can't see that there
But if I wanted to than I can have a man hurtin'
This shit a be a rap like a Taliban turban


23.Have It

[Two guys talking then one of them asks for a gun so he can plan
to get T-Pain]

It was December 6 Times Square Manhattan
Teddy wasn't ready for what was about to happen
He thought today was goin be a good day
He thought that every man in the world looked at life in a good
way
Woke up and took a shower brushed his teeth while he singing
Somebody was talking bout him cause his ears was ringing
Thinking, he finally made it
Doing something that'chu didn't need good grades in
Housekeeping came in say 'do you want me to clean your room？ '
He said 'naw'
But as I feel shawty I clean for you but I'm cool
So he went downstairs
Put the white shades on and let down his hair
Cause he was big but he didn't know
People did dig him though when he dress like he did in that E-40
video
Huh, it's time to hit the radio station
It's all he been wanting he been patiently waiting
Yeah, plus he was bugging out
Cause the next day his very first album Rappa Ternt Sanga was
coming out
Damn, he was so exuberant
Half fame and didn't know what to do with it
He went and got a fresh fit from Belly Bone
Black T-shirt prokeheads New York fitted on
Ready to get it on
He so crunk and reckless
And Brianna called it said it dumb with the necklace
Now he walking New York gym up
Ready to hit the club later on and go get bin up
Cause at 12 O'clock it's bout to be on
All that first album nervousness he had was about to be gone
And he ain't need a stunna kit
Just his cause cap with the letters NYPD on the front of it
Cause he ain't never seen it, he ain't believe it
He thought he never seen it if it wasn't on TV and shit
Now he finally got a lil bread
Seven dollars out his pocket police hat up on his head
Errbody giving em salty looks now
Errbody try to insult and put him down
But it went in the left and out the right
All he know is nigga we going out tonight
Then the sun goes down and the moon comes up
The blunts go round errbody getting drunk
Ready to hit the club get on stage snatch a mic or two
Three single under my belt
I feel like I can do anything
Let's go and get the chain from Game
I got visions of letting that bitch hang from the stage
Hit the Diamond District, and what a sight
It's a T-Pain chain that'll light up the night
Now I'm happy than a mug the chain big as a bitch
I done finally made the switch from fake to real shit
And I ain't have to work to hard
I got a baby girl but I ain't have to work two jobs
I'm just doing what I believe in and show em respect
Now I'm bout to put somebody's salary around my neck
But Game told me not to take it out there
The rogues ass niggas a take it out there
But shit niggas I got security
Ain't nobody taking my jewelry
Pause...


Take two
Team tough TP clean up with his brand new ice
Can't tell her nothing like Yeezy
Please believe be easy and yeen ain't gotta ask him twice
Cause you can see how good he feel good as he walked in the spot
Seem like he was the only one that knew he was hot
But he had the biggest chain on so he ain't give a fuck
Just give him a bottle and a muhfuckin' cup
Drink and celebrating his album droppin
Not knowing niggas in the club was plottin
So we kept on shinin, blinding muhfuckas
Letting niggas know that he was high as a muhfucka
Flossin, put his chain up in the air
If a nigga couldn't see it Pain stood up in the chair
Now niggas is getting mad and they want what he got
Shit nigga thinking he ballin he thinking he hot
Like that shit he disrespected my CD son
I'll lay his ass down if he try me I get em done
Errbody shaking his hand wishing him luck
He don't know I'm bout to fuck his ass up
Watch this son check this shit out

[Guy thanks T-Pain for the album release then snatches his chain
as crowd screams]


24.I Might Have To Go


Ah-ah (ah-ah)
How many times I've had to tell the truth to you, baby
Ah-ah (ah-ah)
Not knowing what'chu were gonna do
Thought I had you fooled, baby
Ah-ah (ah-ah)
How many time have I just had to lie to you face, baby
Ahhhh (ahh)
Wish I never would have came into your place
Back in the days I was wrong

Cause I knew from the beginning
I'm the only one that's winning
And you coulda did better than me
Can't believe you didn't see it
And I don't even know anymore
So I just have to go

You can't prepare for this part
Sooner than you know I'm a have to go away
You took my ways just too hard
Gotta let'chu know I might have to go away

Don't really wanna go, but I just can't lie no more
It's not right (oh no) baby
You took my ways just too hard
Gotta let'chu know I might have to go away

Ah-ah (ah-ah)
Night after night I try to get back home to you, baby
Ah-ah (ah-ah)
On the flex keep thinking over with the wrong that I do, baby
Ah-ah (ah-ah)
Try'na get my shit together girl it's true, baby
Ahhhh (ahh)
But I'm too slow and I messed up the world I had with you
I was wrong, yeah

Cause I knew from the beginning
I'm the only one that's winning
And you coulda did better than me
Can't believe you didn't see it
And I don't even know anymore
So I just have to go

You can't prepare for this part
Sooner than you know I'm a have to go away
You took my ways just too hard
Gotta let'chu know I might have to go away

Don't really wanna go, but I just can't lie no more
It's not right (oh no) baby
You took my ways just too hard
Gotta let'chu know I might have to go away


25.I'm Just Sayin

Simelike (simelike)
Okay (okay)
Yuh (whoo)
Nappy Boy!
Who dat？
Young Fyre drop fire (drop fire)
Teddy Pain man
(Who else？)
A.K.A. Tetris Somalis slam dunking on the top of yo head
And when they gone I be fuckin on the top of yo bed
(But she wanna fuck up the mattress instead)
And that's why when you come home and don't be nothing on the
top of yo bed
Yo litte lady cut a rug for me
The thugs love me but ladies love me mo they drop it in the club
for me
Uh-huh honey, you ain't getting my honey bun
I bust a nut in that eye see where I'm coming from
Stupid dumb flow niggas get hyphy to it
Shaking they dreads and scuffing up they Nike's to it
Yeen ain't gotta tell me yo nigga don't like me do he
But if he step to us, ahh that might be stupid
I'm killing movie scenes when I'm in it
Still known as a Tallahassee king, simmy
You are now witnessing the beginning of my fame
Now a whole damn world bout to know T-Pain
Simelike？


26.What's The Bidness

Ha-ah-ah-ah

Got my hand on her leg and she ready to come home with
me-e-e-e-e
But everythang gotta be straight let a nigga come see-e-e-e-e
How many friends does she come with, how many fine, how many
pre-e-e-e-ty
How many gonna be the party movers, how many gonna be getting
fre-e-e-e-ky-ky
She giving me the winking in her eye, she be telling me
yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
She really don't even know what I'm working with but I'm a take
her there-there-there-there-there
So what's the bidness, shawty let me know
I'm a get on the dance floor follow me if you wanna
roll-ol-ol-ol-ol

Let's do something bad something that's you always wanted to do
Another shot of (ooh) yeah, yeah get'chu hotter
And I think I got a chance of going home with you if you be...
Thirty-five, forty-five, fifty-five, sixty-five, seventy-five,
eighty-five, ninety-five
Hunnit percent


27.Out The Hood


Yo (yo)
He got a malfunction
I might show up at his crib or maybe his job and have the whole
staff jump in
Waiting on him at the studio he caught me in
I cut the lights off murder acres ass and stab sumthing
Even if he grab sumthing the only thing he aim at is a sidekick
That nigga ain't goin blast nothing
We make movies dawg, so check ya credits
If I got a situation then the whole fuckin cast coming
So the chances of me getting paid is half and half
Just cause I dropped out of school don't mean I'm bad at math
I get money dawg, what do you get？
Soon as you figure that out I'm on some new shit
Nigga I do this in the bed with two tricks
Got a abracadabra and plus a Kalamazoo bitch
Cause I don't like not eating when I ought to be
But'chu force my hunger like Aqua Teen

Now you can take the nigga out the hood
But not the hood out the nigga, we still squeeze triggers
We might make us all good
But we still run with killers, so get'cha cap pilled up

I do this shit for bald-head posture, and stink foot Wanda
Brisco rock, call em no condom
And I don't sell white girl, sitting mo Ronda
I'm posted at the trap with the show then a Honda
Hopolocka poe boy, see I was ghetto bread
I'm Nappy Boy ya couldn't get a comb through my nappy head
Pain I'm living on the edge, I'm additive
And I'm infatuated with getting keys off
I like my sticks well with the satellite peeled off
And all my dawgs got choppas, you know
Yellow tape, helicopters, you know
Black bags heard they came into his black ass
No description, all they saw was black mask
And all I know is dealers and extortionist
So come up off my portion bitch


M.O.E. yeah that's still my main spoken
In the streets flex my muscle like I'm Hulk Hogan
I'm in the kitchen by the stove come and let me train ya
After the cocoa I'm gone I move middle fingers
Cheah, and that's bird for you dumb niggas
Enough bricks to build a house on you bump niggas
My number thirty and it's been like there for awhile
I used to play with the tees like a pedophile
But shit changed up, crackers brought my name up
Snitchin ass niggas yeah they done fucked the game up
Shit different I used to hustle to make plenty green
Now the G side on the block in some skinny jeans
You niggas rookies, wet behind the earlobes
You niggas pussies soft like a bad applehoe
Speaking of South Beach I just pulled out the dump
I'm on ocean with a choppa in the fuckin trunk


28.Top Flight Sex (Of The World)


Aye
Yeah
Ah-ahh
Ahh
Hey
Yeah
Ah-ah-ahh
Phizzle

Somebody say if you need some security
Tip ya tag ya body and ya jewelry
And I'm him (and I'm him)
And I'm him (and I'm him)
Security perimeter of whatever ya going at
I know the cameras be flashin' I'll hold em back
Forget them (forget them)
Baby forget them
Cause I'll even protect your heart
Shawty I'll drop in front of that bullet
And pull it on the tail when you tell me to pull it
Foreal (foreal)
Duh, foreal
All we gotta do is hit that bar
And I turn into super cop
And you turn into misses 'make that big ole booty drop'
I don't need a whistle or a flashlight girl
Cause my sex is the top flight sex
Of the world

Of the world friend (of the world)
That's what'cha girl said (of the world)
Better protect your girl
Cause my sex is the top flight sex
Of the what？ Of the world
Of the world friend (of the world)
That's what'cha girl said (of the world)
Ready protect your girl cause my sex is the top flight sex
Hey, of the world

Have you ever wonder why yo girl don't trip when ya say you're
going out with your friends？
Staying out all night long (she know your cheating)
Hey
Cause as soon as you leave (you leave)
I'm pulling up in the big body Benz
Playing her favorite song (oh I can't believe it)
She said that I'm a beast in the bed
She like pulling my dreads and she love my hair
Yeah, yeah ohh...
So the next time you sexing
Don't get mad if she scream my name instead
Cause my sex is the top flight sex
Of the world

Of the world friend (of the world)
That's what'cha girl said (of the world)
Better protect your girl
Cause my sex is the top flight sex
Of the what？ Of the world
Of the world friend (of the world)
That's what'cha girl said (of the world)
Ready protect your girl cause my sex is the top flight sex
Of the world


29.Keep It Coming

Hey
(Clears throat)
Hey
(Clears throat)
Hey... hey... hey... hey...
Take it off
Yeah... yeah... yeah... yeah... yeah

Mister incredible, mister inedible
Mister make-another-fella-go-hella-broke
So petiful
Mister go-hard-go-silly-go-everythang
I am mister thunderstorm you mister make-it-never-rain
I move on the better thangs
That's why I'm rich
I'm married to my money you'll never fuck with my bitch
And if I switch and start making shit wack
I make sure that my dick is on the track
And I'm a have to keep it coming

You know me so when them OG's
Told me to go street oh please
Man I gotta keep it coming
Yeah I gotta keep them drummer boys drummin'
The trap boy gunnin' for the money
So we gotta keep it coming
In my click don't take no shit
The whole game is a pussy and I'm rubbing on that click
So keep it coming
For the hood and the niggas that's in it
Just give me one muthafuckin' minute
And I bet I keep it coming

C-c-c-coming
C-c-c-c-c-c-coming
Yay... yeeahh
Man I gotta keep it coming


30.Welcome Home


Yo
And that was Prevolver ladies and gentleman
Hm-mm
Okay
Aye
Thank you for listening; now I must get it in
I can't leave rap alone I'm not finished bitch
These cudos try to take away my spinach shit
But my New York niggaz steady tell me get it kid
You know I'm with it kid
Put in my blood and sweat for you
Now I'm holly and debt for you
Got mad respect for you
And if you can't respect that
I'm Charlie Murphy on these niggaz 'take this check back'
Robbin' niggaz faces like I'm 303
Beautiful girls around the world like I'm B.O.B
Dope lyrics come out my mouth come hear a kilo speak
I guarantee I lay it down like I'm Ceelo Green
But I'm a star now
32 cars now
Bugott's and Lamborghini's pull that double R out
The legacy will start now
I wish you could see me
I'm in this muthafuckin' booth pouring my heart out (Hey)
Yeah

Hey
If this ain't where I'm supposed to be
Somebody show me how to get there
Uh, I be rappin' I be trappin' I'm what's happa-neen'
We ain't dinger rapping R＆B singer T
Yeeahh!

I travelled the world
All on top of your girl
I'm winning anyway
Kali baby
Na, na I shoulda been here a long time ago
Somebody told me I wouldn't make it with ventilator on my face
I'm survival with the grace of God and Tech N9ne
The way I doodle on the paper Google me and check mine
I'm not finished with this by damn far
I had to pause a minute tell a bitch get in the damn car
Keep my mind on my money says my grandpa
Been gunnin for the stars and try'na be right where the fans are
It's gonna take a miracle, this journey's been too difficult
Get my money gotta live it up a life is pitiful
But eat and sleep and shit ain't right before Biggie and Tupac
I piggy bag off niggaz so my piggy bank is real fat
Now I'm finished but I won't be leaving
Big Chris I'm the shit if you must something's sneaking
That's me


Uhh, what the fuck they talking bout？
You know I'm out rapping any rap artist out
Cash Money Records big stones in my necklace
Don't feel sorry for my father left me and my mom's neglected
Smoking on that hydro, represent Ohio
Girls lining up too slot me up wherever I go
Chucks and some sweatpants, gotta keep it OG
Don't change for nobody shit that's what Snoop told me
Every movie I do it equals more sluts
Niggaz mad cause my paper longer than my tour bus
And too my competition, I'm coming for that title
I'm the nicest nigga doin it I put that on the bible
I just got to crush em, shit on em then flush em
Rub what I acknowledge em muhfucka who ain't nothing
Any city I step into my presence felt
You think you hotter than me, kill yourself!