1.Whatever You Like
Lyricist：Clifford Harris, James Scheffer, David Siegel, K.v.
Washington
Stacks on deck, Patrón on ice
And we can pop bottles all night
Baby, you could have whatever you like
I said, you could have whatever you like
Yeah, late night sex so wet, it's so tight
A gas of a jet for you tonight
Baby, you could go where ever you like
I said you could go where ever you like, yeah
Anytime you want to pick up the telephone
You know it ain't nothin' to drop a couple stacks on you
Wanted you could get it my dear
Five million dollar home, drop Bentley's, I swear
Yeah, I want'cho body, I need yo body
Long as you got me you won't need nobody
You want it I got it, go, get it, I buy it
Tell 'em other broke niggas be quiet
Stacks on deck, Patrón on ice
And we can pop bottles all night
Baby, you could have whatever you like
I said, you could have whatever you like
Yeah, late night sex, so wet, it's so tight
A gas of a jet for you tonight
Baby, you could go where ever you like
I said you could go where ever you like, yeah
Shawty, you da hottest of the way you drop it
Brain so good
(Good)
School you went to college
Hundred deposit, vacations hit the tropics
'Cause errbody know it ain't trickin' if ya got it
Ya need to never ever gotta go to yo wallet
Long as I got rubber band banks in my pocket
Five six, adds with rims and a pocket kit
Ya ain't gotta downgrade, you can get what I get
My chick could have what she want
And goin' every store for any bag she want
And know she ain't never had a man like that
To buy you anything ya own desire I that
Yeah, I want'cho body, I need yo body
Long as you got me you won't need nobody
You want it, I got it, go, get it, I buy it
Tell 'em other broke niggas be quiet
Stacks on deck, Patrón on ice
And we can pop bottles all night
Baby, you could have whatever you like
I said, you could have whatever you like
Yeah, late night sex, so wet, it's so tight
A gas of a jet for you tonight
Baby, you could go where ever you like
I said you could go where ever you like, yeah
Rize in big boy ice
Let me put this big boy in yo life
Thang, get so wet, ya hit so right
Let me put this big boy in yo life
That's right, yeah I want'cho body, I need yo body
Long as you got me you won't need nobody
You want it I got it, go get it I buy it
Tellem other broke niggas be quiet
Stacks on deck, Patrón on ice
And we can pop bottles all night
Baby, you could have whatever you like
I said, you could have whatever you like
Yeah, late night sex, so wet, it's so tight
A gas of a jet for you tonight
Baby, you could go where ever you like
I said you could go where ever you like, yeah
2.Swagga Like Us
Lyricist：Mathangi Arulpragasam, Dwayne Carter, Shawn Carter, Clifford
Harris, Topper Headon, Mick Jones, Thomas Wesley Pentz, Paul
Simonon, Joe Strummer, Kanye West
No one on the corner have swagga like us
Swagga like us, swagga swagga like us
No one on the corner have swagga like us
Swagga like us, swagga swagga like us
No one on the corner have swagga like us
Swagga like us, swagga swagga like us
No one on the corner have swagga like us
Swagga like us, swagga swagga like us
No one on the corner have swagga like us
Swagga like us, swagga swagga like us
No one on the corner have swagga like us
Swagga like us, swagga swagga like us
No one on the corner have swagga like us
Swagga like us, swagga swagga like us
No one on the corner have swagga like us
Swagga like us, swagga swagga like us
Mr. West is in the building
Swagga on a hundred thousand, trillion
Ayo I know I got it first
I'm Christopher Columbus, y'all just the pilgrims
Thanksgiving, do we even gotta question？
Hermes, Pastelle, I pass the dressing
My attitude is tattooed
That means it's permanent so I guess I should address it, huh？
My swagga is Mick Jagger
Every time I breathe on the track I asthma attack it
'Why ya so mad for it？ Why ya gotta have it？'
â~Cause I slaved my whole life, now I'm the master
Na-na-na
How it feel to wake up and be the shit and the urine？
Na-na-na-na-na
Trying to get that Kobe number, one over Jordan
No one on the corner have swagga like us
Swagga like us, swagga swagga like us
No one on the corner have swagga like us
Swagga like us, swagga swagga like us
No one on the corner have swagga like us
Swagga like us, swagga swagga like us
No one on the corner have swagga like us
Swagga like us, swagga swagga like us
(No one on the corner)
Got a bop like this
Can't wear skinny jeans â~cause my knots don't fit
No one on the corner got a pocket like this
So I rock Roc jeans â~cause my knots so thick
You can learn how to dress just by checkin' my fresh
Checkin' checkin' my fresh, checkin' checkin' my fresh
Follow my steps, it's the road to success
Where the niggas lookin' feral when the girls say yes
But I can't teach you my swag
You can pay for school but you can't buy class
School of hard knocks, I'm a grad
In that all-blue Yankee, it's my graduation cap
It's Hova!
Dippin' different Rovers, whippin' with the soda
Hova!
Could you even have any doubt？ After doubt if it's over
No one on the corner have swagga like us
Swagga like us, swagga swagga like us
No one on the corner have swagga like us
Swagga like us, swagga swagga like us
No one on the corner have swagga like us
Swagga like us, swagga swagga like us
No one on the corner have swagga like us
Swagga like us, swagga swagga like us
No one on the corner has swagga like moi
Church but I'm too clean for these boys
I require what I desire
I got stripes, Adidas
Mami scream, â½Papi, no mas!â
Run up in your shit, just me, no mas
Runnin' this shit like I got four thighs
No one has swagga like these four gods!
And when it comes to styles, I got several
Sharper than a swagga, dagger all metal
And my jewels, blue and yellow
The type of shit that make â~em call you Carmelo
Rules as follows, stay true to the ghetto
Write your name on a bullet, make you feel special
Ha! What the fuck you boys talkin' 'bout？
I know it's us â~cause we the only thing to talk about
No one on the corner have swagga like us
Swagga like us, swagga swagga like us
No one on the corner have swagga like us
Swagga like us, swagga swagga like us
No one on the corner have swagga like us
Swagga like us, swagga swagga like us
No one on the corner have swagga like us
Swagga like us, swagga swagga like us
You can go see Weezy for the wordplay, Jeezy for the birdplay
Kanyeezy for diversity and me for controversy
All my verses picture perfect, only spittin' certain purpose
If you ain't living what you kickin' then you worthless
Lookin' from the surface it may seem like I got reason to be
nervous
Then observe my work and see that my adversity was worth it
Verses autobiographical, absolutely classical
Last thing I'm worried about is what another rapper do
Ain't nobody hot as me even if they rap they ass off
Blast off and have outstandin' quality
Sell a lotta records, I respected and salute that
But spittin' real life on hot beats, I'm the truth at
You kick it like me, no exaggeration necessary
Livin' revolutionary, nothin' less than legendary
Gangsta shit hereditary, got it from my dad
Flow colder than February with extraordinary swag
No one on the corner have swagga like us
Swagga like us, swagga swagga like us
No one on the corner have swagga like us
Swagga like us, swagga swagga like us
No one on the corner have swagga like us
Swagga like us, swagga swagga like us
No one on the corner have swagga like us
Swagga like us, swagga swagga like us
No one on the corner have swagga like us
Swagga like us, swagga swagga like us
No one on the corner have swagga like us
Swagga like us, swagga swagga like us
No one on the corner have swagga like us
Swagga like us, swagga swagga like us
No one on the corner have swagga like us
Swagga like us, swagga swagga like us, like us, like us
3.Live Your Life
Lyricist：Dan Balan, Clifford Harris, Makeba Riddick, Justin Gregory
Smith
Miya hee, miya ho, miya hu, miya ha ha
(Ay, this a special what's happenin' to all my)
Miya hee, miya ho, miya hu, miya ha ha
(All my soldiers over there in Iraq)
Miya hee, miya ho, miya hu, miya ha ha
(E'rybody right here, what you need to do)
(Is be thankful for the life you got, y'knowmsayin？)
Miya hee, miya ho, miya hu, miya ha ha
(Stop lookin' at what you ain't got)
Start bein' thankful for what you do got
Let's give it to 'em baby girl, hey
You're gonna be a shinin' star
In fancy clothes and fancy cars
And then you'll see you're gonna go far
'Cause everyone knows just who you are
So live your life
(Hey, ayy, ayy, ayy)
You steady chasin' that paper
Just live your life
(Oh, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Ain't got no time for no haters
Just live your life
(Hey, ayy, ayy, ayy)
No tellin' where it'll take ya
Just live your life
(Oh, ayy, ayy, ayy)
'Cause I'm a paper chaser
Just livin' my life
(Hey)
My life
(Oh)
My life
(Hey)
My life
(Oh)
Just livin' my life
(Hey)
My life
(Oh)
My life
(Hey)
My life
(Oh)
Just livin' my life
Hey, never mind what haters say
Ignore 'em 'til they fade away
Amazin' they ungrateful
After all the game I gave away
Safe to say I paved the way
For you cats to get paid today
You still be wastin' days away
Now had I never saved the day
Consider them my protégé
Homage I think they should pay
Instead of bein' gracious
They violate in a major way
I never been a hater
Still I love 'em in a crazy way
Some say they sold the yay'
And know they couldn't get work on Labor Day
It ain't that black and white
It has an area the shade of gray
I'm Westside anyway
Even if I left today and stayed away
Some move away to make a way
Not move away 'cause they afraid
I brought back to the hood
And all you ever did was take away
I pray for patience but they
Make me wanna melt they face away
Like I once made 'em spray
Now I could make 'em put the K's away
Been thuggin' all my life
Can't say I don't deserve to take a break
You'd rather see me catch a case
And watch my future fade away
You're gonna be a shinin' star
In fancy clothes and fancy cars
And then you'll see you're gonna go far
'Cause everyone knows just who you are
So live your life
(Hey, ayy, ayy, ayy)
You steady chasin' that paper
Just live your life
(Oh, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Ain't got no time for no haters
Just live your life
(Hey, ayy, ayy, ayy)
No tellin' where it'll take ya
Just live your life
(Oh, ayy, ayy, ayy)
'Cause I'm a paper chaser
Just livin' my life
(Hey)
My life
(Oh)
My life
(Hey)
My life
(Oh)
Just livin' my life
(Hey)
My life
(Oh)
My life
(Hey)
My life
(Oh)
Just livin' my life
I'm the opposite of moderate
Immaculately polished
With the spirit of a hustler
And the swagger of a college kid
Allergic to the counterfeit
Impartial to the politics
Articulate, but still'll
Grab a nigga by the collar quick
Whoever havin' problems with
Their record sales just hollow tip
If that don't work and all else fails
Then turn around and follow Tip
I got love for the game
But ay, I'm not in love with all of it
Could do without the fame
And rappers nowadays are comedy
The hootin' and the hollerin'
Back and forth with the arguin'
Where you from？ Who you know？
What you make？ And what kind of car you in？
Seems as though you lost sight
Of what's important when depositin'
Them checks into your bank account
And you up out of poverty
Your values is a disarray prioritizin' horribly
Unhappy with the riches 'cause you're piss poor morally
Ignorin' all prior advice and forewarnin'
And we mighty full of ourselves
All of a sudden, aren't we？
You're gonna be a shinin' star
In fancy clothes and fancy cars
And then you'll see you're gonna go far
'Cause everyone knows just who you are
So live your life
(Hey, ayy, ayy, ayy)
You steady chasin' that paper
Just live your life
(Oh, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Ain't got no time for no haters
Just live your life
(Hey, ayy, ayy, ayy)
No tellin' where it'll take ya
Just live your life
(Oh, ayy, ayy, ayy)
'Cause I'm a paper chaser
Just livin' my life
(Hey)
My life
(Oh)
My life
(Hey)
My life
(Oh)
Just livin' my life
(Hey)
My life
(Oh)
My life
(Hey)
My life
(Oh)
Got everybody watchin' what I do
Come walk in my shoes
And see the way I'm livin'
If you really want to
Got my mind on my money
And I'm not goin' away
So keep on gettin' your paper and keep on climbin'
Look in the mirror and keep on shinin'
'Til the game ends, 'til the clock stop
We gon' post up on the top spot
Livin' the life, the life
In the Windmill City
Got my whole team with me
The life, my life
I do it how I wanna do
I'm livin' my life, my life
I will never lose
I'm livin' my life, my life
And I'll never stop it
Miya hee, miya ho, miya hu, miya ha ha
Miya hee, miya ho, miya hu, miya ha ha
Miya hee, miya ho, miya hu, miya ha ha
Miya hee, miya ho, miya hu, miya ha ha
So live your life
4.On Top Of The World
Lyricist：Christopher B Bridges, Clifford Harris, Brandon Rackley,
James Bernar Jr Rosser, Bobby D Simmons
I used to dream, I used to dream, oh whoa
About the money and the cars and girls and the girls
But now I sing, now I sing, oh whoa
Because I'm sitting on top of the world, the whole world
And now I sing, sing, sing, sing
'Cause I'm sitting on top of the world
And now I sing, sing, sing, sing
'Cause I'm sitting on top of the world
Man, I remember before I say that wait, let me issue this
statement
No way should reflection be mistaking for glorification
Now I remember so vivid me and my niggas was living
Sub standard condition still handling business
Still laughing and tripping, still having the bitches
I'm rapping now reminiscing and goddammit we did it
From trapping standing and pitching with rich we stand in the
kitchen
Splitting it eight ways flipping it 8 days
Thought that wild and unruly was just the way to behave
Kept the weight and the yey for most the paper
We made in all dimes, I ain't lying, the pleasure was all mine
Have big work to move but we served the small time
I always out shined the niggas with small minds
Who would of thought we would be arguably the greatest of all
time
Around here we developed such a sound down here
But duplicate it off the steel it can only be found here
Only listen to G's that other shit I don't hear
Shit they so far in the rear how would I even care
I'm too busy being a player staring at nigga's careers
But talk about it for years and now we finally here
I used to dream, I used to dream, oh whoa
About the money and the cars and girls and the girls
But now I sing, now I sing, oh whoa
Because I'm sitting on top of the world, the whole world
And now I sing, sing, sing, sing
'Cause I'm sitting on top of the world
And now I sing, sing, sing, sing
'Cause I'm sitting on top of the world
They say what goes up must come down
But I ain't reached my cruising altitude
Take a look at what I did but can you imagine what I'm about to
do
The places I'm 'bout to go and the money I'm bout to see
Gave Bill Gates some binoculars and said, look out for me
Exceeded expectations even at def jam
'Cause I married the streets and Atlanta has been my best man
My momma quit her job and now she works for six figures
'Cause I'm a self made nappy headed rich nigga
Private planes help me travel in peace
To four cities in one day and four countries in one week
'Cause I work for myself and no one else cause I'm too smart too
Put one of my partners right through culinary art school
Now he my personal chef so that bread he get it
Put 'em all in houses cleaned up all of my friends credit
And now they witness all the glitz and the glamor
Catch us eating at straits Atlanta with women with table manners
Order in Singapore and lobster
Celebrating coming from nothing to winning Grammy's
And rappers winning Oscars
And they say rappers shouldn't act, nah suckers
We see Samuel Jackson like what's up motherfucker
I used to dream, I used to dream, oh whoa
About the money and the cars and girls and the girls
But now I sing, now I sing, oh whoa
Because I'm sitting on top of the world, the whole world
And now I sing, sing, sing, sing
'Cause I'm sitting on top of the world
And now I sing, sing, sing, sing
'Cause I'm sitting on top of the world
I know them haters don't stop plotting and wish you would fall
'Cause I'm standing on top looking down at it all
Know from down there to ya'll it seem like I got it all
Homie I ain't get enough, I'm still trying to triple up
So all we got is street cred and akoo building up
Say I'm doing too much shit, I say I ain't did enough
Remember saying damn if I could just get to a million plus
And now I'm like shit what the fuck is a million bucks
Triple that on my bond thanks to Bigs and Ron
But never mind what I've been through, just look at what I
become
All the shit I've avoided, what I done for my sons
And daughters and momma just call her
I sold dope and dropped out of school seems its all they can see
They don't notice none of my family did that since me
I broke that cycle now my family live a life of
Mandatory minimals but not when the judge sentence them
Cousins in college where you think they get tuition from
Just from standing around wishing, huh
And while you standing around looking dumb
I make it happen taking action over time got damn good at it
I used to dream, I used to dream, oh whoa
About the money and the cars and girls and the girls
But now I sing, now I sing, oh whoa
Because I'm sitting on top of the world, the whole world
And now I sing, sing, sing, sing
'Cause I'm sitting on top of the world
And now I sing, sing, sing, sing
'Cause I'm sitting on top of the world
5.56 Bars (Intro)
Lyricist：Aldrin Davis, Clifford Harris
Yeah
(Hey)
Ha, ha, ha, hey, hey, ha
(All right)
Aight Toomp man, this what
The folks been waitin' on, I guess
(That's right)
Let's give it to 'em, baby
(Hey)
Grand Hustle nigga
Ay man, they been waitin' on this shit since
What you know, huh？ Yeah, it's the king bitch
Aight my nigga, the wait is over nigga
Hey, hey
One for the money, two for the show dawg
Three for the niggaz hatin' on the low, y'all
Know a picture's worth a million words I'ma show y'all
Death before dishonor, family befo' all
Without the braids, I'm the closest thing to O-Dog
Minus the testimony, say it ain't so homie
Hey, shorty like that, don't he？
World hopped off my jock, I got 'em right back on it
Oh, step back, brush myself off
Picked in and back up right where I left off
I could show my dough that other guys just talk
Hey, where I live just as big as yo' projects dawg
Ay, ha, ha, better check my swagger
How I walk, how I talk, how I stack that cheddar
What I drive, how I dress, nigga less just better
A hundred stacks on that nigga, I'm just, better
Ha, ha, ha, ha, somebody better tell 'em mayne
They swag owe my swag everything
It's very plain to see you study me awful hard
To the point that my swag need a bodyguard
I'd like to thank you 'cause in all of y'all oughta be
Havin' y'all swag sendin' mines an apology
A lot of little me's I see, got beef
But what's the possibilities？ Stop seek, you not me
Hardly worth a hill of beans, step up to the guillotine
Get decapitated, don't see how half of you rappers made it
Say goodbye to the fame and fortune, c'est la vie
And what the game need with you nigga？
They got me
I ride through the city, so clean, seat really low
Automobiley, so pretty but I'm illy though
No comparison, ain't a nigga mo' thorough than
This gangsta American flow, doper than heroin
King like Evelyn, champagne mayne
So deranged and belligerent, right up there with Benjamin
Who？ Andre 3K, B.I.G., Jay-Z, UGK
Scarface, Makaveli the great, Wayne, Common, Kanye and Lupe
So fuck what you say, you welcome to add to you may
Bet they say as of today I'm back on top like a toupee
Hey, all objections overruled, it's overdue
Both hype, it's over too, I'm so high, up over you
Same guy you see in the streets is as fly as here in the booth
So don't be surprised when you meet me to see I'm really the
truth
Ooh, so uncouth, nigga who want proof？
Must agree if shit, I did can't no one undo
I stay on my, one two, nigga who want two？
Turn a brunch into a brawl, do what you gon' do
I'm why it's, hot as a bitch in here still, cool as a Frigidaire
This year I'm on a mission dear, think that was somethin'
missin' here
6.I'm Illy
Lyricist：Clifford Harris, Charles Spencer
Rebel for the hell of it, hella rich
Never have to sell a brick again, must I tell a bitch again
The bullshit I'm addressin', check I'm on some next level shit
Never been fucked in the game I'm celibate
Rarely out my element, barely out the ghetto with
One foot out and one foot in, intelligent as fellas get
Listen let's settle this, be clear I could fall back 7 years
Still it ain't no one ahead of me
Consider it a blessin' if you get to stand next to me
Five star general, O.G. veteran
Caked like Entenmann's, blowin' that celery
Stack that cash like the U.S. treasury
Every single thing I ever did was done heavily
Rap until you're 70, still ain't no catchin' me
Put it on my pops, Big Phil, Aunt Beverly
Be standin' on the top still after they bury me
Nose in the air so stuck up arrogant
Ain't got long hot songs, best cherish it
Cool when I drop mine that's over, finito
You payin' for your foul like a free throw, baow
Now how could a nigga think that he could see me
Other than the magazine covers or the TV？
Know I sold mo' mixtapes than your CD
You're waitin' on your big break prayin' you could beat me
You ain't made it far as D.C., on the low
I been all around the globe like a God how they treat me
Broads hit they knees, eyes closed when they greet me
Mouth wide open just beggin' me to skeet, skeet
You in a deep sleep, stop dreamin'
I'm 6 albums in for 10 years I been 5 hot steamin'
The limelight's mine, I'm gleamin', beamin'
That's why I say I'm king bitch, I got my reasons
Wrist so frosty, neck so chilly
All on my mind is to get more millies
Niggaz talk shit that's silly
Shawty he ain't 'bout that really, is he？
Nigga, I'm illy
Ay, I run this city clearly
Tell 'em get lost, I'm busy, really？
Nigga, I'm illy
Where niggas get off？ Piss off
Me and mine aughta take time to pop a lid off
Shit all, over the whereabouts of me, is y'all
Sick in you' fuckin' mind, you figurin' I'ma fizz off
Never cooled off, Tip scorchin'
Minimal injury thought they wishin' me maximum misfortune
Number one hand down, flows paint portraits
Everybody thinks you stink like horse shit
House full of chicks on some 'Girl Next Door' shit
A king who once sell 30 mil' out the store quick
Of course this case lost all my endorsements
Tripled up on real estate, still buyin' more shit
But Tip bankrupt accordin' to your sources
I'm still caked up along with more reinforcements
Tore shit up from the lab to the rooftops
Officially the hottest nigga rappin' since 2Pac
'Fore you rap 'bout me, best ask 'bout me
I'm out my fuckin' mind, need counselin'
Please don't doubt me, trust me, drama ain't nothin'
It's all fun and games 'til somebody start butsin'
'Member my discussion when rappers be battlin'
I find out about it, better get to skedaddlin'
Pack your family's bag, move 'em out to Seattle and
We ever cross paths, you'll need ambulance and bandages
Live life glamorous, so extravagant
Mandarin, oriental worldwide travelin'
Hip hop champion for real dough
You couldn't fuck with me with a Brazil hoe nigga
But still though
Wrist so frosty, neck so chilly
All on my mind is to get more millies
Niggaz talk shit that's silly
Shawty, he ain't 'bout that really is he？
Nigga, I'm illy
Ay, just remember I do this shit
When I want to nigga, it's me nigga
Ay, I run this city, clearly
Tell 'em get lost, I'm busy, really？
Nigga, I'm illy
Wrist so frosty, neck so chilly
All on my mind is to get more millies
Niggaz talk shit that's silly
Shawty, he ain't 'bout that really, is he？
Nigga, I'm illy
I don't wanna hear shit 'bout I can't rap like this
When I ain't did it that way nigga, fuck you partner
Ay, I run this city, clearly
Tell 'em get lost, I'm busy, really？
Nigga, I'm illy
Yeah, this the king, bitch
7.Ready For Whatever
Lyricist：Christopher Gholson, Clifford Harris
Hey, the price of fame cost too much
Like these niggas talk too much
I'm ready for whatever, somebody better tell 'em
Said, I'm ready for whatever, hey, hey, hey
Even though my head in the clouds I'm planted on the pavement
How I walk around people starin' in amazement
I play a lotta game, a well being I ain't playin' with it
They so judgmental man, but they don't understand
If ya life was in jeopardy erryday is you tellin' me
You wouldn't need weaponry just because of ya felony's
Consider this at least I got errybody sweatin' me
Homies streets is people who won't rest unless I rest in peace
Killed my folk a year ago still in my sleep they threatin' me
Paranoid, ya stressin' me ain't nobody protectin' me
I'm dealing with the pressure from my partner dying next to me
Niggas know I was arrested, they coming for me eventually
This was all the things that I was goin' through mentally
This could be the reason I ignore the penitentiary
Not mentionin' New Orlean niggas comin' in the city
Killin' all summer long ain't nobody pay attention
Now is it that hard to understand if you listen
Either die or go to jail that's a hell of decision
But I'm wrong and I know it my excuses unimportant
I'm just tryna let you know that I ain't think I had a choice
I had straps in my ride gotta go to prison
You waitin' on me to die you gon' be waitin' for a minute
Boy, I'm ready for whateva, somebody betta tell 'em
I'll be here when the smoke clear and errythin' settle
Can't afford the price of fame 'cause it cost too much
Man these sucka niggas lame and they talk too much
That why I'm ready for whateva, somebody betta tell 'em
I'll be here when the smoke clear and errythin' settle
Foreal, foreal, ey foreal, I said when errythin' settle
Foreal, ey foreal, ey foreal, ey foreal
I said when errythin' settle foreal
I'mma man, I ain't perfect, I admit it I'm guilty
But understand feel me, I was ridin' filthy
'Cause niggas out there plottin' to rob me and kill me
500,000 erry year spent on security
My future was bright but now it's gettin' blury
'Cause niggas in a hurry to find me and bury me
But surely God'll deliver me up out it
I'mma fighter till the heart, I'll foreva be about it
I'mma father to my sons, asset to my community
Look all that I done my good out weigh the negativity
Ey, mentally I was focused on not lettin' history repeat itself
That's why heat was kept in the vicinity
Yes, officially I broke the law but not maliciously
Through all the publicity was anyone considerin'
My position and the logic hidden my decision
But they caught me wit 'em now I'm off to prison, period
But is it that hard to understand if you listen？
Either die or go to jail that's a hell of decision
But I'm wrong and I know it my excuses unimportant
I'm just tryna let you know that I ain't think I had a choice
I had straps in my ride gotta go to prison
You waitin' on me to die you gone be waitin' for a minute
Boy, I'm ready for whateva, somebody betta tell 'em
I'll be here when the smoke clear and errythin' settle
Can't afford the price of fame 'cause it cost too much
Man these sucka niggas lame and they talk too much
That why I'm ready for whateva, somebody betta tell 'em
I'll be here when the smoke clear and errythin' settle
Foreal, foreal, ey foreal, I said when errythin' settle
Foreal, ey foreal, ey foreal, I said when errythin' settle
foreal
Foreal, foreal, ey foreal, I said when errythin' settle
(Ey I said listen homeboy)
(You can talk all you want mayne you know what I'm sayin')
Foreal, ey foreal, ey foreal, I said when errythin' settle
foreal
(Errybody talking to the king you know what I'm sayin')
(They like Escalades errybody got one)
But the fact of the matter remain
If ya ain't walk a mile in my shoes and ya ain't live a day in
my life
Ya ain't survive the shit I done survived
Ya ain't had to deal with the shit I had to deal with homeboy
You can't mutherfuckin' judge me partner
I mean look at folk like Sean Taylor
You know what they said they said had he had a strap
He woulda lived today, you know what I'm sayin'
Now true enough I did wrong I broke the law
I deserve to be punished I understand that aight cool
But listen, man, I gotta house full of kids
A mama and an old lady who life in my
Responsibility, you dig that？
Now for all of y'all who think I was just ridin'
Around on some dumb shit
You know I'm smarter than you man
You know I'm smarter than you dawg
Ey if you think I was just being stupid
Shorty, I got some mutherfuckin' ocean front property
In Idaho for sale, homie
If you believe that I gotta bridge in Brooklyn I wanna sell you
partnah
Ey man real talk in order to understand my train of thoughts
You'll have to put yo self in my position
You can't expect me to think like you
'Cause my life ain't like yours you know what I'm sayin？
If you don't understand that you don't understand English, I'm
done talkin'
8.On Top Of The World(feat. Ludacris And B.o.B.)
(feat. Ludacris ＆ B.o.B)
I used to dream (I used to dream) oh whoah
About the money and the cars and girls (and the girls)
But now I sing (now I sing) oh whoah
Because I'm sitting on top of the world (the whole world)
And now I sing sing sing sing cause I'm sitting on top of the
world
And now I sing sing sing sing sitting on top of the world
Man I remember before I say that wait let me issue this
statement
No way should reflection be mistaking for glorification
Now I remember so vivid me and my niggas was living
Sub-standard condition still handling business
Still laughing and tripping still having the bitches
I'm rapping now reminiscing and god damn it we made it
From trapping standing and pitching with rich we stand in the
kitchen
Splitting it eight ways flipping it 8 days
Thought that while in a room it was just the way to behave
Kept the weight and the yay for most the paper we made in all
dimes
I ain't lying the pleasure was all mine
Have big work to move but we served the small time
I always outshined the niggas with small minds
Who would of thought we would be arguably the greatest of all
time
Around here we developed such a sound down here
But duplicate it off the steel it can only be found here
Only listen to G's that other shit I don't hear
Shit they so far in the rear how would I even care
I'm too busy being a player staring at niggas careers
But talk about it for years and now we finally here
They say what goes up must come down but I ain't reached my
cruising altitude
Take a look at what I did but can you imagine what I'm about to
do
The places I'm bout to go and the money I'm bout to see
Gave bill gates some binoculars and said look out for me
Exceeded expectations even at def jam
Cause I married the streets and atlanta has been my best man
My momma quit her job and now she works with six figures
Cause I'm a self-made nappy-headed rich nigga
Private planes help me travel in peace
To four cities in one day and four countries in one week
Cause I work for myself and no one else cause I'm too smart too
Put one of my partners right through culinary art school
Now he my personal chef so that bread he get it
Put them all in houses cleaned up all of my friends credit
And now they witness all the glitz and the glamour
Catch us eating at straits atlanta with women with table manners
Order in singapore and lobster
Celebrating coming from nothing to winning grammys and rappers
winning oscars
And they say rappers shouldn't act nahh suckers
We see samuel jackson like what's up mother fucker
I know them haters don't stop plotting and wish you would fall
Cause I'm standing on top looking down at it all
I see you down there to ya'll this ain't like I got it all
Homie I ain't get enough I'm still trying to triple up
So all we got is street cred and akoo building up
Say I'm doing too much shit I say I ain't did enough
Remember saying damn if I could just get to a million plus
And now I'm like shit what the fuck is a million bucks
Triple that on my bun thanks to bigs and run
But never mind what I've been through just look at what I become
All the shit I've avoided what I done for my sons
Hand dollars and momma just call her
I sold dope and dropped out of school seems it's all they can
see
They don't notice none of my family did that since me
I broke that cycle now my family live a life of
Mandatory minimals but not when the judge sentence them
Cousins in college where you think they get tuition from
Jeffrey standing around wishing huh
And while you standing around looking dumb
I make it happen taking action over time got damn good at it
9.My Life Your Entertainment (feat. Usher)
(feat. Usher)
Hey, hey
Hey what's happenin' e'erybody
I hope they get my good side
You know I gotta look good when I walk out the house
You know I know the camera's following
I know they taking pictures, right Drama
Ay man, you watch it I live it, you dig that
Y'all sit back relax get some popcorn man
I'm gonna make it a good show, you dig that
This goin' make a hell of a movie huh
My life, your entertainment
You watch it while I live it (live it)
I walk they follow (ay)
I talk they holla (ay)
Just here for your amusement
My life, your entertainment
You watch it while I live it (live it)
You waitin' for me to lose it
I guess I'm just here for your amusement
The price of fame I think I paid, want my change I done gave
E'erything in my possession for my seconds on the stage
For my name up in lights and multi-million record sales
I done gave up my life, can't get a moment to myself
When alone I ask myself, is it worth it？ I ain't perfect
Neither is anybody else, but I think my kids deserve
To be with Daddy out in public without all the interruptions
When the lies and gossip's published I'm the topic of discussion
And I stay in trouble just to show these suckers I ain't lost it
And I'd do it all again that's the funny thing about it
I ain't playing, boy I'm 'bout it
Will I change, boy I doubt it
I done been a lot of things, I ain't never been a coward
See the paparazzi crowded all around me now
Same niggas who was dissin' want a pound like I'm C now
Showered with support from my adoring fans
They hear T.I.'s arrested they're like here we go again
My life, your entertainment
You watch it while I live it (live it)
I walk they follow (ay)
I talk they holla (ay)
Just here for your amusement
My life, your entertainment
You watch it while I live it (live it)
You waitin' for me to lose it
I guess I'm just here for your amusement
You've seen it all before, guys know how the story goes
It's like 2Pac never died, sit back, enjoy the show
You see the shit that scares you senseless, I done lived through
it
Knew the risks and the consequences and I still do it
And then I'm so fresh, them niggas mildew it
Not just a actor by profession, pimp, I live movies
That's why they whisper when they see me, point and stare at me
'Cause they just wanna live through me vicariously
Fashion weekend, Paris week, party like a rockstar
Get blown by a top model 'til she catch lockjaw
Got the dough you get a year, stashed in my sock drawer
Showed you the troubles and the struggles of an outlaw
Top dog would not fall, I am not y'all
Couple pages out the calendar and I'm out y'all
Kid listen, pay attention, you don't wanna be me
It's safer to watch it on T.V.
My life, your entertainment
You watch it while I live it (live it)
I walk they follow (ay)
I talk they holla (ay)
Just here for your amusement
My life, your entertainment
You watch it while I live it (live it)
You waitin' for me to lose it
I guess I'm just here for your amusement
See I don't think it would even matter (to me)
Woking a nine to (five) would it be better
I mean be honest, would you care to gossip about me
Not likely
I guess that's just the way that it goes (the way that it goes)
('Cause I know) See I can be somewhere out keeping it cool
(And get told) Almost anything instead of the truth
Y'all know more than I do, it's breaking news to me too
Easy killer y'all know that ain't how I move (ooh)
He said and she said (what) I did what, with they (who)
No not me I said (not me) she gave me no head (ooh)
Won't get me again (hey) I pleaded the fifth (hey)
I know better than to ever talk during the film...
In' and flashing lights can blind your eyesight
To when you can't see what's wrong from right
Well shorty 'til you walk a mile in my shoes
And understand this is who I am
Usher I completely concur
Life can be such a blur, obviously we prefer
Our privacy but instead we endure
Yes sir, don't expect nothin' less of me
'Cause this goin' probably be this way until the death of me
But for the hustle and the lady on my arm now
Plus all my kids and my mom's I'm a calm down
And yo, we doin' just fine, and the time's just flyin'
Live one headline at a time
My life, your entertainment
You watch it while I live it (live it)
I walk they follow (ay)
I talk they holla (ay)
Just here for your amusement
My life, your entertainment
You watch it while I live it (live it)
You waitin' for me to lose it
I guess I'm just here for your amusement
10.Porn Star
(C. Harris／C. Quinn／K. V. Washington)
Hey Hey Hey Hey
Damn shawty
Look at you
I'm just saying man
Is it just me or you got too much ass in them jeans
Come here
Hey
I been watchin' you a while now
And I just wanna find a way to make you smile now
Why you blushing, forget about them other guys now
I know you ain't trying to tell me that you shy now
I realize that you're beauty could intimidate
Them suckers you ain't got no business for them anyway
With such a, pretty face big booty, little waistline...
I wanna grind from behind to the bass line.
Have a great time, pour yourself a shot girl
Chase it with the lime, now you feeling like a hot girl
I know you're probably used to deal with them wannabe's
But honestly I gotta say, I'm who they wanna be.
I promise all I wanna see is you up under me
Now we can disappear whenever, when you wanna leave
I could guarantee the ride of your life
Any fantasies on your mind, we can try them tonight
Oh yeah sitting here (I'm looking at you like that)
We sippin' on patron, something's on my mind (you wanna leave
with me tonight)
It's been killing me all night long, and I wonder(listen shawty
let me tell you what I'm thinking 'bout)
Oh girl I wonder (for real shawty let me tell you what I'm
thinking 'bout)
It's the end of the night, and I'm thinking you might
Wanna leave the bar, park the car, turn into a porn star
Yes, I'd love to hear about your interests
I gotta say, your intellect got me impressed
See you're panty's, through your dress like a silhouette(look at
that)
Patrone got me thinking sex, is you feelin' that
No disrespect though, a simple yes- no
Hey let yourself let go, shawty let's go (let's go)
Pull up to the crib, get you through the threshold
Kiss you from your pretty lips to your red toes
Time ticking it's the end of the night
Hey you could leave with your friend if you like
But I'm saying no (I'm saying no)
Hey we could ride out
Back to my house
I wanna see you satisfied inside out
Once I'm in you ain't gon' want me to slide out
You tell your girlfriends they gon' wanna try out
A lil more let's loosen you up
What we can't do in the club we can do in the truck (let's go)
Oh yeah sitting here (I'm looking at you like that)
We sippin' on patron, something's on my mind (you wanna leave
with me tonight)
It's been killing me all night long, and I wonder (listen shawty
let me tell you what I'm thinking 'bout)
Oh girl I wonder... (for real shawty let me tell you what I'm
thinking 'bout)
It's the end of the night, and I'm thinking you might
Wanna leave the bar, park the car, turn into a porn star
Hey would you... stay
Could you... play with it, with your tongue just a... little
You such a sexy individual physical and mental
And if it's sentimental shouldn't rules bend a little
Hey let me start at the top stop in the middle use a popsicle
Make you shiver make you giggle when it tickle
I could talk to you dirty if you'd like that (bad girl)
I finish once, hit a blunt, start right back
I know you told me you a good girl
But shawty you's grown woman not a little girl
You could blame it on the patron or the champagne
But sometimes being bad could be a good thing
Oh yeah sitting here (I'm looking at you like that)
We sippin' on patron, something's on my mind (you wanna leave
with me tonight)
It's been killing me all night long, and I wonder (listen shawty
let me tell you what I'm thinking 'bout)
Oh girl I wonder... (for real shawty let me tell you what I'm
thinking 'bout)
It's the end of the night, and I'm thinking you might
Wanna leave the bar, park the car, turn into a porn star
Oh yeah sitting here
We sippin' on patron, something's on my mind
It's been killing me all night long, and I wonder
Oh girl I wonder...
It's the end of the night, and I'm thinking you might
Wanna leave the bar, park the car, turn into a porn star
11.Swing Ya Rag (feat. Swizz Beatz)
(feat. Swizz Beatz)
Alright, okay, I don't dance, no way
I just take my Louis rag out and wave it round in the air
New Akoo outfit with a gucci rag
Tied to my beltloop and my louis bag
Full of stacks rubberbands round big cash
Got a sick swag til tha hataz get mad (come on)
We in the club homes gettin our thug on
Bottles of patron if you grown get your buzz on
We brought the broads out and brought the cars out
I'm like the moon I shine and bring the stars out
When it dark out get the squad out
We ball hard sucka ＊＊＊＊＊ eat ya heart out
I'm too advanced super swag in my louis pants
Ballin now my louis silk shirt match my louis rag
In musabi(？) big ballin is my hobby
I'm boppin while I'm walkin rag fallin out my pocket
If big money ain't the topic homie I ain't even talkin
Get it on by the workers but I'm cool with all the bosses
Catch me flossin at the mall talkin to a broad
She follow me and gucci and I taught her how to ball
3 pair shoes 4 shirts 6 rags
Chick said dad that's more in my bag
Shawty I can show you how to spend this bread real fast
Then get a group of chicks to give you head real fast
Silk scarf hangin outa jeans ya'll
Homie I ain't thinkin I'm just doin my thing
I took some time off and now I'm back ya'll
While your in the line at the club I'm in the back dawg
And when this song on ballas peel stacks off
And make it rain on them broads watch the stacks fall
And pull your rag out and wave it left, right
Let it sag with ya pants get ya swag just right
Ride bankhead flare flyin out the benz
Once a fool with it we gon'bring em out again
12.What Up, What's Haapnin'
Lyricist：C Ghoulson, Clifford Harris, Harvey Mason
Ay, what's haapnin'？
All you haters should get at me
'Cause I hear ya and I'm watchin'
But I'm serious, haters so all I gotta say is
What up？ What's haapnin'？
All you haters can get at me
'Cause I hear ya and I'm watchin'
But I'm still here, I ain't stoppin'
So what up？ What's haapnin'？
All you haters should get at me
'Cause I hear ya and I'm watchin'
But I'm serious, haters so all I gotta say is what up？
What it is bruh？ What it do mayne？
Still the man from Japan to the blue flame
Still gettin' dough and make it rain with the loose change
I bet that what he did a show, now that's a damn shame
I guess that what he hatin' for, boy you so damn lame
Ya click the same, a destined bunch of walkin' shit stains
Disgraced the A, ya give the city such a bad name
You way back in my rearview mirror, I'm in the fast lane
Yet still I hear ya loud and clear on ya lil' song
Go on getcha dissin' on while the king gone
Your self-esteem gone 'cause I'm back now
Let's see if we can't teach these niggas how to act now
Ya kissin' ass then, ya jumpin' back now
I check ya ass then, I shut ya ass down
And I deliver front and center, never back down
Who get the last laugh now sucka nigga
What up？ What's haapnin'？
All you haters can get at me
'Cause I hear ya and I'm watchin'
But I'm still here, I ain't stoppin'
So what up？ What's haapnin'？
All you haters should get at me
'Cause I hear ya and I'm watchin'
But I'm serious, haters so all I gotta say is what up？
I got a front street swag and a side street hustle
Center Hill, Cedar Ave., that's where I be sucka
South Grand Church Street, the first with the work
But we can get it to commercial, if ya need somethin', chirp me
Hey, what I care 'bout who you assholes sayin' they ain't heard
of me
I'm certified, certainly, them videos ain't hurtin' me
I still ride with the window rolled down
All around the A-town like it's finna go down
If it was ever any questions, niggas finna know now
Won't retire my throne or surrender no crown
I never bow down and never say die
Just to whom it may concern and whosoever may try
I'm forever West side and the featherweight dies
Tell 'em take your best shot, gon' an' get yourself high
'Cause I yell 'Bankhead' and you felt left out
I ain't mention yo' name, that's what all this 'bout？
What up？ What's haapnin'？
All you haters can get at me
'Cause I hear ya and I'm watchin'
But I'm still here, I ain't stoppin'
So what up？ What's haapnin'？
All you haters should get at me
'Cause I hear ya and I'm watchin'
But I'm serious, haters so all I gotta say is what up？
From Summer Hill to the Hills up in Hollywood
Our house full, gettin' to it, you know how we do it
Yeah, we smoke great and we drink good
Then we ball hard, just like G's should
Buy what we want, drive what we want
G4 up up and away we go, we fly where we want
Haters smile like they like it when they really don't
Wish they could just wish me away, that's what they really want
'I really hate his ass' 'I don't like him either'
'We'll do a song together, maybe then we can beat him'
'Somehow he must be stopped, somethin' must be done'
'If we can't knock him off let's just try him when he get caught
with guns'
'Then if he really done and we really won
Any more ideas？ Suggestions anyone？'
'How 'bout we stay up all night, on the blog sites
Spread vicious lies and nasty rumors we could all write'
But that's alright, let the nerds hate
'Cause in my face though, them words gettin' ate
And hatin's hard work, when I just bounce back
This God's work, tell all the haters I'm back!
What up？ What's haapnin'？
All you haters can get at me
'Cause I hear ya and I'm watchin'
But I'm still here, I ain't stoppin'
So what up？ What's haapnin'？
All you haters should get at me
'Cause I hear ya and I'm watchin'
But I'm serious, haters so all I gotta say is what up？
13.Every Chance I Get
Lyricist：Aldrin Davis, Clifford Harris
Real talk, true story
No nuts, no glory
Y'knowmsayin？
Ay dawg, I'ma tell you like this
Hey, I'm so raw and I'm so rich
And you so flawed niggaz ain't 'bout shit
I'll take yo' broad, I can fuck yo' bitch
Know that I'm gon' ball every chance I get
Every chance I get, real talk, no shit
Every chance I get, make money on this
I'll take yo' broad, I can fuck yo' bitch
Know that I'm gon' ball every chance I get
Every chance I get
They say it's lonely at the top, but I don't feel lonely
Got my homies out in Hollywood so I don't feel phony
Ain't another nigga colder, cribs all over
Flash in pan, these other rappers catch a number, Coca-Cola
I'm exceedin' expectations, you barely meetin' quota
I give it to 'em straight, you cut it with bakin' soda
You said I ain't zone one, nigga ha, that's a funny one
I'm king like my 3 year old, major like my youngest son
Got one named Domani, so you know what I'm gettin'
Deyjah and neek neek and messiah like daddy, get 'em
Got an angel named Leah here to keep me outta prison
And my partner Jason Geter to help me see about a billion
Listen, Grand Hustle, best respect this vision
My records sell about a million, but shit that just the
beginnin'
What with Club Crucial and Grand Hustle film division
Multiplication to get the paper, I let the clique do the
division
Break bread, streetcred. com makin' a killin'
Plus a king of oneself, high fashion, I'm flashin'
I'm, ready for whatever though, trained to go you better know
Put dick up in whoever hoe, let 'em know
Hey, I'm so raw, and I'm so rich
And you so flawed niggaz ain't 'bout shit
I'll take yo' broad, I can fuck yo' bitch
Know that I'm gon' ball every chance I get
Every chance I get, real talk, no shit
Every chance I get, make money on this
I'll take yo' broad, I can fuck yo' bitch
Know that I'm gon' ball every chance I get
Every chance I get
I gotta thank my lucky stars 'cause it came so far
Dope game, rap game, 'bout the same so far
Brag about your lil' Benz, nigga, that ain't no car
I got some shit in my garage that requires a chauffeur
High as gas is, the country at war and people are starvin'
And I pay a million dollars for Ferrari's, retarded, huh？
Sorry bruh, been a dick that been ballin' since it started up
Season hoe, get 'em all to fuck
'Cause they know this dough stack tall as fuck
Nah, it ain't that I'm rich that they hate so much
Least I could do it, not rub it in niggaz face so much
So I'm tryin' now while I'm rhymin' not to brag about the island
Or the crib in Hawaii where all the walls slide in
House is wide open, we could bring the outside in
I think you should hear about it, but fuck it I'll be quiet
I just spit it how I live it homie, I don't be lyin'
Would it make you feel better if I put my pockets on the die？
If I made less money, started to dress bummy
Would the haters and the critics have more respect for me？
Should I downgrade the crib and the way I live？
Now how about I don't and we just say I did, nigga
Hey, I'm so raw, and I'm so rich
And you so flawed niggaz ain't 'bout shit
I'll take yo' broad, I can fuck yo' bitch
Know that I'm gon' ball every chance I get
Every chance I get, real talk, no shit
Every chance I get, make money on this
I'll take yo' broad, I can fuck yo' bitch
Know that I'm gon' ball every chance I get
Every chance I get
Ay say homeboy
It's real talk comin' at you live and direct homeboy
You dig that？
Heh, you could hate all you want partna
I'ma give you somethin to hate on, bitch nigga, ha, ha
Grand Hustle, you understand？
DJ Toomp you did yo' muh'fuckin' thang as usual
Ay hey, look, P$C partna, Pimp Squad Click
Ay, Big Kuntry you up next homie
It's the king, bitch
Yeah, they say I ain't Zone One, bitch nigga
My grand mama been livin' on Center Hill 43 years
Hoe ass nigga
You understand that？ Nigga come meet me nigga
See me nigga, you know
Why niggaz gotta wait 'til a nigga got the police watchin' you
And start kickin' that fuck shit, you know？
You know how I get down, you know what it was nigga
You know you don't wanna see me, bitch nigga
Yeah, ay
Hey, I'm so raw, and I'm so rich
And you so flawed niggaz ain't 'bout shit
I'll take yo' broad, I can fuck yo' bitch
Know that I'm gon' ball every chance I get
Every chance I get, real talk, no shit
Every chance I get, make money on this
I'll take yo' broad, I can fuck yo' bitch
Know that I'm gon' ball every chance I get
Every chance I get
14.Swagga Like Us T.I. And Jay-Z (feat. Kanye West And Lil' Wayne)
(feat. Jay-Z, Kanye West ＆ Lil Wayne)
No one on the corner have swagger like us
Swagger like us, swagger like us
No one on the corner have swagger like us
Swagger like us, swagger like us
No one on the corner have swagger like us
Swagger like us, swagger like us
No one on the corner have swagger like us
Swagger like us, swagger like us
Mr. West is in the building
Swagger on a hundred thousand, trillion
Ayo I know I got it first
I'm Christopher Columbus, y'all just the pilgrims
Thanksgiving do we even gotta question
Hermes pastel I pass the dressing
My attitude is tattooed
That means permanent so I guess I should address it, huh？
My swagger is mick jagger
Every time I breathe on the track I asthma attack it
Why he's so mad for, why he gotta habit
Cause I slaved my whole life, now I'm the master
Na-na-na, how it feel to wake up and be the shit and the urine
Trying to get that coke number, one over jordan
No one on the corner have swagger like us
Swagger like us, swagger like us
No one on the corner have swagger like us
Swagger like us, swagger like us
No one on the corner have swagger like us
Swagger like us, swagger like us
No one on the corner have swagger like us
Swagger like us, swagger like us
No one on the corner gotta bop like this
Can't wear skinny jeans cause my knots don't fit
No one on the corner gotta pocket like this
So I rock Roc jeans cause my knots so thick
You can learn how to dress just by jocking my fresh
Jocking jocking my fresh
Jocking jocking my fresh
Follow my steps, it's the road to success
Where the niggas know you thorough
And the girls say yes
But I can't teach you my swag
You can pay for school but you can't buy class
School of hard knocks I'm a grad
And that all-blue yankee is my graduation cap, and
Hova, dipping different rovers whipping with the soda
Hova could u even have any doubt that the doubter(？) is over
No one on the corner have swagger like us
Swagger like us, swagger like us
No one on the corner have swagger like us
Swagger like us, swagger like us
No one on the corner have swagger like us
Swagger like us, swagger like us
No one on the corner have swagger like us
Swagger like us, swagger like us
No one on the corner has swagger like moi, Church
But I'm too clean for these boys
I require what I desire I got stripes, Adidas
Mami scream papi no mas
Run up in your shit just me no moss
Runnin this shit like I got four thighs
None has swagger like this Oh god!
When it comes to styles I got several
Sharper than a swagger, dagger all metal
And my jewelz blue and yellow
Type of shit that make em call you Carmelo
Rules as follows stay true to the ghetto
Write your name on the bullet make you feel special
Ha, what the fuck you boys talking about？
I know it's us cause we the only thing you talk about
No one on the corner have swagger like us
Swagger like us, swagger like us
(And I'm done)
No one on the corner have swagger like us
Swagger like us, swagger like us
(Bye!)
No one on the corner have swagger like us
Swagger like us, swagger like us
No one on the corner have swagger like us
Swagger like us, swagger like us
You go see Weezy for the wordplay,
Jeezy for the birdplay,
Kanyeezy for diversity and me for controversy,
All my verses picture perfect and they meant to serve a purpose,
You ain't living what you kicking and you worthless,
Looking from the surface it may seem that I got reason to be
nervous
Then observe my work and see that my adversity was worth it,
Verses autobiographical, absolutely classical,
Last thing I'm worried 'bout is what another rapper do,
Ain't nobody hot as me...
Even if they rap they ass off blast, off and have outstanding
qualities,
Sell alotta records I respect and salute that,
But spitting real life on hot beats...
I'm the truth at, you kick it like me no exaggeration necessary,
Living revolutionary, nothing less than legendary,
Gangsta shit hereditary, got it from my dad
Flow colder than February with extraordinary swag
No one on the corner have swagger like us
Swagger like us, swagger like us
No one on the corner have swagger like us
Swagger like us, swagger like us
No one on the corner have swagger like us
Swagger like us, swagger like us
No one on the corner have swagger like us
Swagger like us, swagger like us
15.Dead And Gone
Lyricist：Clifford Harris, Robin Tadross, Justin Timberlake
Ay, lemme kick it to you right quick man
Not on some gangsta shit man on some real shit
Anybody who been through the same thing
I'm sure you feel the same way
Oh hey, I've been travelin' on this road too long
Just tryin' to find my way back home
But the old me's dead and gone
Dead and gone
And oh hey, I've been travelin' on this road too long
Just tryin' to find my way back home
But the old me's dead and gone
Dead and gone, dead and
Ever had one of them days wish you would have stayed home
Run into a group of niggas who gettin' their hate on
You walk by, they get wrong, you reply then shit get blown
Way out of proportion way past discussion
Just you against them, pick one then rush them
Figure you get jumped here that's next
They don't wanna stop there now they bustin'
Now you gushin', ambulance rushin'
You to the hospital with a bad concussion
Plus you hit four times but it hit yo spine
Paralyzed waist down and ya wheelchair bound
Never mind that now you lucky to be alive
Just thinkin' it all started fussin' wit three guys
Nigga pride in the way but your pride is the way you can fuck
Around get shot down any day
Niggas die everyday, all little bullshit
Dope money, dice games, ordinary hood shit
Could this be cuz of hip-hop music
Or did the ones with the good sense not use it？
Usually niggas don't know what to do when they back against the
wall
So they just start shootin'
For red or for blue or for blow I guess
From Bankhead at the old projects
No more stress, now I'm straight
Now I get it, now I take time to think
Before I make mistakes just for my family stake
That part of me left yesterday
The heart of me is strong today
No regrets I'm blessed to say the old me dead and gone away
Oh hey, I've been travelin' on this road too long
Just tryin' to find my way back home
But the old me's dead and gone
Dead and gone
And oh hey, I've been travelin' on this road too long
Just tryin' to find my way back home
But the old me's dead and gone
Dead and gone, dead and
I ain't neva been scared, I live through tragic
Situations could been dead lookin' back at it
Most of that shit didn't even have to happen
But you don't think about it when you out there trappin'
In the apartments hangin', smokin' and rappin'
Niggas start shit next thing we know we cappin'
Get locked up then didn't even get mad
Now I think about that what a life I had
Most of that shit look back just laugh
Some shit still look back get sad
Thinkin' my home boy still be around
Had I not hit the nigga in the mouth that time
I won that fight I lost that war
I could still see my nigga walkin' out that door
Who would of thought I'd never see Philant no more
Got enough dead homies I don't want no more
Cuz a nigga his jump cost me more
I'd a took that ass whoopin' out for sure
Now think before I risk my life
Take them chances to get my stripes
A nigga put his hands on me alright
Otherwise stand there talk shit all night
Cuz I hit you and you sue me
I shoot you get locked up poor me
No more stress now I'm straight
Now I get it now I take time to think
Before I make mistake just for my family stake
That part of me left yesterday
The heart of me is strong today
No regrets I'm blessed to say the old me dead and gone away
Oh hey, I've been travelin' on this road too long
Just tryin' to find my way back home
But the old me's dead and gone
Dead and gone
And oh hey, I've been travelin' on this road too long
Just tryin' to find my way back home
But the old me's dead and gone
Dead and gone
I turn my head to the east, I don't see nobody by my side
I turn my head to the west, still nobody in sight
So I turn my head to the north, swallow that pill that they call
pride
That old me's dead and gone but the new me will be alright
I turn my head to the east, I don't see nobody by my side
I turn my head to the west, still nobody in sight
So I turn my head to the north, swallow that pill that they call
pride
That old me's dead and gone but the new me will be alright,
'cause
Oh hey, I've been travelin' on this road too long
Just tryin' to find my way back home
But the old me's dead and gone
Dead and gone
And oh hey, I've been travelin' on this road too long
Just tryin' to find my way back home
But the old me's dead and gone
Dead and gone, dead and
16.Swing Your Rag
Lyricist：Joseph Alexander, Avery Chambliss, Kasseem Dean, Clifford
Harris
Swizzy, need y'all to take y'all rags out, man, T.I
And let it swang, swang, swang, swang
Let it swang, swang, swang, swang
Alright, okay, I don't dance, no way
I just take my Louis rag out and wave it 'round in the air
Take my Gucci rag out and wave it 'round in the air
Alright, okay, I don't dance, no way
I just take my Louis rag out and wave it 'round in the air
Take my Gucci rag out and wave it 'round in the air
Swang
New Akoo outfit with a Gucci rag
Tied to my belt loop and my Louis bag
Full of stacks rubber bands round big cash
Got a sick swag tell the haters get mad, come on
We in the club homes getting' our thug on
Bottles of Patron if you grown get your buzz on
We brought the broads out and brought the cars out
I'm like the moon I shine and bring the stars out
When it dark out, get the squad out
We ball hard sucka nigga eat your heart out
I'm too advanced super swag in my Louis pants
Ballin' on my Louis silk shirt match my Louis rag
Alright, okay, I don't dance, no way
I just take my Louis rag out and wave it 'round in the air
Take my Gucci rag out and wave it 'round in the air
Alright, okay, I don't dance, no way
I just take my Louis rag out and wave it 'round in the air
Take my Gucci rag out and wave it 'round in the air
Swang
I say, whoa kimosabe, big ballin' is my hobby
I'm boppin' while I'm walkin, rag fallin' out my pocket
If big money ain't the topic, homie, I ain't even talkin'
Hated on by the workers but I'm cool with all the bosses
Catch me flossin' at the mall, talkin to a broad
She follow me in Gucci and I taught her how to ball
Three pair of shoes, four shirts, six rags
The chick said, dag, that's more than my bag
Shawty, I can show you how to spend this bread real fast
Then get a group of chicks to give you head real fast
Silk scarf hangin' out of my jeans
Naw homie, I ain't thinking, I'm just doin, my thing
Alright, okay, I don't dance, no way
I just take my Louis rag out and wave it 'round in the air
Take my Gucci rag out and wave it 'round in the air
Alright, okay, I don't dance, no way
I just take my Louis rag out and wave it 'round in the air
Take my Gucci rag out and wave it 'round in the air
Swang
I took some time off, and now I'm back y'all
You in the line at the club, I'm in the back, dawg
And when this song on, ballers peel stacks off
And make it rain on them broads, watch them stacks fall
And pull your rag out and wave it left, right
Let it sag with ya pants, get ya swag just right
Ride Bankhead flare flyin' out the Benz
Once a fool with it we 'gon bring 'em out again
Alright, okay, I don't dance, no way
I just take my Louis rag out and wave it 'round in the air
Take my Gucci rag out and wave it 'round in the air
Alright, okay, I don't dance, no way
I just take my Louis rag out and wave it 'round in the air
Take my Gucci rag out and wave it 'round in the air
Swang
17.My Life, Your Entertainment
Lyricist：Christopher Jame Gholson, Clifford Harris, Usher Raymond,
Theron Makiel Thomas, Timothy Jamahli Thomas
Hey, hey, hey what's happenin' e'erybody ？
I hope they get my good side
You know I gotta look good when I walk out the house
You know I know the camera's following
I know they taking pictures, right Drama？ Hey
Ay man, you watch it I live it, you dig that？
Y'all sit back relax get some popcorn, man
I'm gonna make it a good show, you dig that？
This gonna make a hell of a movie, huh？
My life, your entertainment
You watch it while I live it, live it
I walk, they follow, ay
I talk, they holla, ay
Just here for your amusement
My life, your entertainment
You watch it while I live it, live it
You waitin' for me to lose it
I guess I'm just here for your amusement
The price of fame I think I paid, want my change I done gave
E'erything in my possession for my seconds on the stage
For my name up in lights and multi-million record sales
I done gave up my life, can't get a moment to myself
When alone I ask myself, is it worth it？ I ain't perfect
Neither is anybody else, but I think my kids deserve
To be with Daddy out in public without all the interruptions
When the lies and gossip's published I'm the topic of discussion
And I stay in trouble just to show these suckers I ain't lost it
And I'd do it all again that's the funny thing about it
I ain't playing, boy I'm 'bout it, will I change？ Boy I doubt it
I done been a lot of things, I ain't never been a coward
See the paparazzi crowded all around me now
Same niggas who was dissin' want a pound like I'm senile
Showered with support from my adoring fans
They hear T.I.'s arrested they're like, here we go again
My life, your entertainment
You watch it while I live it, live it
I walk, they follow, ay
I talk, they holla, ay
Just here for your amusement
My life, your entertainment
You watch it while I live it, live it
You waitin' for me to lose it
I guess I'm just here for your amusement
You've seen it all before, guys know how the story goes
It's like 2Pac never died, sit back, enjoy the show
You see the shit that scares you senseless, I done lived through
it
Knew the risks and the consequences and I still do it
And then I'm so fresh, them niggas mildew it
Not just a actor by profession, pimp, I live movies
That's why they whisper when they see me, point and stare at me
'Cause they just wanna live through me vicariously
Fashion weekend, Paris week, party like a rockstar
Get blown by a top model 'til she catch lockjaw
Got the dough you get a year, stashed in my sock drawer
Showed you the troubles and the struggles of an outlaw
Top dog would not fall, I am not y'all
Couple pages out the calendar and I'm out y'all
Kid listen, pay attention, you don't wanna be me
It's safer to watch it on T.V.
My life, your entertainment
You watch it while I live it, live it
I walk, they follow, ay
I talk, they holla, ay
Just here for your amusement
My life, your entertainment
You watch it while I live it, live it
You waitin' for me to lose it
I guess I'm just here for your amusement
See I don't think it would even matter to me
Woking a nine to five would it be better
I mean be honest, would you care to gossip about me
Not likely, I guess that's just the way that it goes, the way
that it goes
'Cause I know, see I can be somewhere out keeping it cool
And get told, almost anything instead of the truth
Y'all know more than I do, it's breaking news to me too
Easy killer y'all know that ain't how I move, ooh
He said and she said, what, I did what, with they, who
No not me I said, not me, she gave me no head, ooh
Won't get me again, hey, I pleaded the fifth, hey
I know better than to ever talk during the film
In and flashing lights can blind your eyesight
To when you can't see what's wrong from right
Well shorty 'til you walk a mile in my shoes
And understand this is who I am
Usher I completely concur
Life can be such a blur, obviously we prefer
Our privacy but instead we endure
Yes sir, don't expect nothin' less of me
'Cause this goin' probably be this way until the death of me
But for the hustle and the lady on my arm now
Plus all my kids and my mom's I'm a calm down
And yo, we doin' just fine, and the time's just flyin'
Live one headline at a time
My life, your entertainment
You watch it while I live it, live it
I walk, they follow, ay
I talk, they holla, ay
Just here for your amusement
My life, your entertainment
You watch it while I live it, live it
You waitin' for me to lose it
I guess I'm just here for your amusement
18.Slide Show
Lyricist：Clifford Harris, Jr., Bobby Ray Simmons, Jr., Elvis L.
Williams
Hey, when I think about all my time and all my struggle
Through all my grindin' and all my troubles
Man, I came up from nothin', all I had was a hustle
With a blindfold tryin' to find pieces to the puzzle, no muzzle
I tell it like it is, that's that, right or wrong
I'ma call it how I see it, don't forget that impossible is
nothin'
Your environment is irrelevant
Just don't let your emotions over power your intelligence
Refuse to give up, your mistakes don't define you
They don't dictate where you headin', they remind you
That time keeps tickin', let your mind keep clickin'
Never stop thinkin', be aware of your decision
And beware of the collisions
And the potholes hidden in the road
That you travel on your lifelong mission
Just listen everyday like a snap shot is taken
If you live you could learn if you just be patient
'Cause life is like a slide show
And all the places I go
And all the things that I know
Through all the highs and lows
'Cause life is like a slide show
And all the things that I've seen
And all the things that I dream
You can't take away from me
'Cause life is like a slide show
'Cause when I look back at a fly young cat
Who could rap with a dream, look where I took that
Beginnin' on bank head, then I spread out
Vision in my head, all I had to do is to get it out
When I walked out of my house, and look at my street
All I see is the opportunity that lead me to truancy
I ain't really have a role model to influence me
As a juvenile caught cases so fluently
Look at my life and learn from it, don't do it
If I only knew back then what I know now
How much better life would have been if I'da slowed down
Maybe I'da been Kanye, instead of seein' gunplay
But God got a plan, I'll understand one day
But one day of life like a snap shot is taken
If you believe you can make it, have faith, be patient
'Cause life is like a slide show
And all the places I go
And all the things that I know
Through all the highs and lows
'Cause life is like a slide show
And all the things that I've seen
And all the things that I dream
You can't take away from me
'Cause life is like a slide show
Lookin' back on my life time
See the slides go by, tryin' to wonder why
Lookin' back at where I've been
I remember when, you remember
'Cause life is like a slide show
All the places I go
And all the things that I know
Through all the highs and lows
'Cause life is like a slide show
And all the things that I've seen
And all the things that I dream
You can't take away from me
'Cause life is like a slide show
'Cause life is like a slide show
'Cause life is like a slide show
I see, I dream, life is like a slide show
19.Swing Ya Rag
(C. Harris／K. Dean／A. Chambliss／J. Alexander)
Alright, okay, I don't dance, no way
I just take my Louis rag out and wave it round in the air
New Akoo outfit with a gucci rag
Tied to my beltloop and my louis bag
Full of stacks rubberbands round big cash
Got a sick swag til tha hataz get mad (come on)
We in the club homes gettin our thug on
Bottles of patron if you grown get your buzz on
We brought the broads out and brought the cars out
I'm like the moon I shine and bring the stars out
When it dark out get the squad out
We ball hard sucka ＊＊＊＊＊ eat ya heart out
I'm too advanced super swag in my louis pants
Ballin now my louis silk shirt match my louis rag
In musabi(？) big ballin is my hobby
I'm boppin while I'm walkin rag fallin out my pocket
If big money ain't the topic homie I ain't even talkin
Get it on by the workers but I'm cool with all the bosses
Catch me flossin at the mall talkin to a broad
She follow me and gucci and I taught her how to ball
3 pair shoes 4 shirts 6 rags
Chick said dad that's more in my bag
Shawty I can show you how to spend this bread real fast
Then get a group of chicks to give you head real fast
Silk scarf hangin outa jeans ya'll
Homie I ain't thinkin I'm just doin my thing
I took some time off and now I'm back ya'll
While your in the line at the club I'm in the back dawg
And when this song on ballas peel stacks off
And make it rain on them broads watch the stacks fall
And pull your rag out and wave it left, right
Let it sag with ya pants get ya swag just right
Ride bankhead flare flyin out the benz
Once a fool with it we gon'bring em out again
20.You Ain't Missin' Nothing
(C. Harris／C. Gholson)
Hey... Say pimp, this to everybody stretched out behind the
wall,
Countin' days on their calendar...
Flippin' pages, month to month
Hey man... I don't give a damn 'bout how other folks treat you
man
I just wanna let you know pimp,
You ain't missin' nothin' homeboy
Real Talk
I know the times seem long,
Just try and keep strong
Put on your headphones and rewind this song
Remember you ain't missin' nothin' homes,
I promise you ain't missin' nothin' homes
Hey, just now the club on hold and the broads on pause
You get home, it's gonna be waitin' on y'all
So dog, just know, for real
You ain't missin nothin homes
I promise you ain't missin' nothin' homes
On Everything
My uncle did a decade,
Came home, hit the ground runnin' gettin' paid like he never did
a day
Hit the streets, nigga still in the same place they were 'fore
we went in the chain gang,
And doin' the same thing
'Cause the game go on, you only did two days in the joint -
The day you get locked up and the day you go home
I know it feels like the world passin' you by,
Like shit happenin' every day out there that you don't know
'bout
Everytime you call home your baby momma show out,
And your partners don't even send you flicks from when they go
out
But don't worry 'bout it or stress it, cause shawty know what？
The time'll do itself, all you gotta do is show up
Keep layin' down wakin' up,
And thankin' the Lord
And 'fore you know it they gonna open the doors
True story, just prepare yourself for it,
If you ain't got a plan what you need was a second chance,
Shit, you gonna blow it!
Learn and visualize what you try to do,
And do the time homeboy, don't let the time do you
They say the time just flew on the street,
Hard to believe from me never but you'll see soon as you on the
streets
Probably thinkin' it's easy for me to say from here in the
booth,
But they showed ya, they'd put me in there with you
Right now, locked down in the state of the fed, lay in the bed
Prayin' it's over and over as you say in your head
Yeah, next time I'm a be straight
Just count down to my release date... peace of cake
My nigga Kap right now, servin' a life sentence for a murder he
committed,
In self defense
And in such good spirits, shawty ain't even trippin
And I could be right in there with him, no bull shittin'
He on his ninth year now, just waitin' to get out
Got me thinkin' my shit ain't even worth complainin' about
'Cause it could still be worse for sho'
So you waitin' on me to lose ho, you got to kill me first
I talked to my nigga Big Meedge, had to tell him the streets
miss him just as much as he miss the streets
Had to let him know whenever he released,
We hittin' the club like '03, this time it's on me
Yeah we laugh, reminisce for a minute and then I tell him just
nobody ever did it as big
It'll never be the same in this city again, closest you'll get
is me and Jeezy and them
So dog, if it seems like you left behind, ten steps behind, just
know it only gets better with time
21.I Know You Missed Me
(C. Harris／Stroud E.／Kim W.)
I know you Miss Me
I know you Miss Me
They say the city ain't the same in a night like die
Since T.I.'s inside like the streets been quiet
I know you Miss Me
I know you Miss Me
I know I Know
The say the dugs ain't ballin' and the dubs ain't fallin'
Like the club been sorry, but I'm back now shawty, ay
I know you Miss Me
I know you Miss Me
I know I know
Yeah
You know I do it for the city and everybody descending
The generals and lieutenants salute high representors
Since I've been sittin' a minute no-everybody be missin'
Me walking off in the club
Gettin' everybody attention
When I'm out record with spinnin'
They start it from the beginning
Get bottles of Christian Remy
And pass it out to the women
Pull out a stack of 20
Throw it up to the ceiling
Watch it fall to the floor
Start throwin' some more
Has anybody you know
Whatever part it you go
With me in the VIP
Know that shit was outta control
If I pull up in a Mercedes
I hop in out of the road
Continue hatin' but hey
I'm the fly-est guy that you know
Ay, East coast, West coast, me in way south
I keep a fire marshal at the go stressed out
Mine stretched around the corner, shut the whole event down
Been a minute in the city since it really went down, man
They say the city ain't the same in a night like die
Since T.I.'s inside like the streets been quiet
I know you Miss Me
I know you Miss Me
I know I Know
The say the dugs ain't ballin and the dubs ain't fallin
Like the club been sorry, but I'm back now shawty, ay
I know you Miss Me
I know you Miss Me
I know I know
I'm gettin' calls every evening, sayin' the streets need me
I'm at it just as soon as I make it pimpin' believe me
Niggas talkin' greasy but they don't wanna see me
They know where to find me, soon as they release me
Remember me and Jeezy, at least once a week we,
Hit the strip club, show these niggas how to treat freeze
One stack, two stacks, three stacks, four,
Nigga, five Stacks, go tell me bring ten more
And Lamborghinis and Apollos
They see me they screamin' holla
The robbers follow the ballers, so peg it soon my proudest
Still ain't nobody hotter, I put that on my daughter
Long as I be sittin' still, niggas still ain't cower
Atlanta you know I run it, everybody is Spanish
They gotta stay in their houses like everybody were punished
Tell them they to quit frontin' and them suckas sit down
Let em know the king comin' and he shut this shit down
They say the city ain't the same in a night like die
Since T.I.'s inside like the streets been quiet
I know you Miss Me
I know you Miss Me
I know I Know
The say the dugs ain't ballin and the dubs ain't fallin'
Like the club been sorry, but I'm back now shawty, ay
I know you Miss Me
I know you Miss Me
I know I know
And every time I take the city back
And wear my crown, nigga give me that, that, that
I know you Miss Me
I know you Miss Me
I know I know
And I do my thang
Stack my millis
Now it time for me to bring back my city, ay
I know you Miss Me
I know you Miss Me
I know I know
They say the city ain't the same in a night like die
Since T.I.'s inside like the streets been quiet
I know you Miss Me
I know you Miss Me
I know I Know
The say the dugs ain't ballin and the dubs ain't fallin'
Like the club been sorry, but I'm back now shawty, ay
I know you Miss Me
I know you Miss Me
I know I know
22.Collect Call
Lyricist：Clifford Harris, Teddy Riley, Keith Sweat, Author Unknown
Composer
Try to build the world and I'm standin' tall
But if I ever, ever have to take a fall
Will you accept my collect call？
Will you accept my collect call？
'Cause everybody loves you when you ballin'
But don't nobody want you when you bawlin'
But I know will you accept my collect call
But I know will you accept my collect call
I was told way back in the day when I was trappin'
Never mind what niggas say judge 'em all on they actions
It's hard to imagine when you travelin'
Havin' fun, gettin' paper catch a case and see how niggas act
then
Out a cell partner been fired he rattin' on me
Got a little benja pension now they turn they back on me
Shit 'cause out of sight is out of mind, better put your trust
in God
Homie man will let you down every time
And I'm speakin' experience, serious
Imagine my surprise hearin' from the inside
Everybody talkin' bout me like the nigga just died
Tip gone 20 years at the least get 5
Man niggas just lie for suspicion of they snitchin'
Not to mention the rumors of me committin' suicide
God will open your eyes and show you who really wit ya
But keep it in the back of your mind when it's over how niggas
did ya
Try to build the world and I'm standin' tall
But if I ever, ever have to take a fall
Will you accept my collect call？
Will you accept my collect call？
'Cause everybody loves you when you ballin'
But don't nobody want you when you bawlin'
But I know will you accept my collect call
But I know will you accept my collect call
I ain't never asked a nigga to do shit for me
I wouldn't do in return but guess you live and your learn
Don't expect my well bein' to be a nigga concern
'Cause I know that ain't the way the world turn
'Cause everybody love to see a nigga assed out
Rather see ya lose it all than to see ya cash out
They gossip like bitches I don't even ask how
'Cause niggas ain't shit, I believe that now
And it even matter how much you do for people they'll love to
See you beat down livin' in the gutta, what a
Shame at the least in the game when you see
They want you locked up more than the police
The same can't wait to get a nigga off the street
They hate to see me sittin' on buckets off C
Dog beat bet to you don't even make sense
But that mentality exactly why you'll never be grieved hata
Try to build the world and I'm standin' tall
But if I ever, ever have to take a fall
Will you accept my collect call？
Will you accept my collect call？
'Cause everybody loves you when you ballin'
But don't nobody want you when you bawlin'
But I know will you accept my collect call
But I know will you accept my collect call
I remain a stand up guy no matter what I
Stood tall chest out head up high
Wit my back against the wall layin' it all on the line
Wit God on my side I perform every time, must I remind you
Similar to a miracle just short of amazin'
Survived shit that would've drove most niggas crazy
Rose to the occasion whatever situation
Surprised haters and came out gun a blazin'
Theoretically speakin' but you rather be thinkin'
I'll fold 'cause you want a view of me I know
All I got is the family friends come and go
And with that understandin' I put none before
My folk you know enough to do the same I hope
If not, shit ya ass will find out
When ya on top everybody wanna ball wit ya
But when ya not you wouldn't even know who to call, would ya？
23.Whatever You Like
Lyricist：Clifford Harris, James Scheffer, David Siegel, K.v.
Washington
Stacks on deck, Patrón on ice
And we can pop bottles all night
Baby, you could have whatever you like
I said, you could have whatever you like
Yeah, late night sex so wet, it's so tight
A gas of a jet for you tonight
Baby, you could go where ever you like
I said you could go where ever you like, yeah
Anytime you want to pick up the telephone
You know it ain't nothin' to drop a couple stacks on you
Wanted you could get it my dear
Five million dollar home, drop Bentley's, I swear
Yeah, I want'cho body, I need yo body
Long as you got me you won't need nobody
You want it I got it, go, get it, I buy it
Tell 'em other broke niggas be quiet
Stacks on deck, Patrón on ice
And we can pop bottles all night
Baby, you could have whatever you like
I said, you could have whatever you like
Yeah, late night sex, so wet, it's so tight
A gas of a jet for you tonight
Baby, you could go where ever you like
I said you could go where ever you like, yeah
Shawty, you da hottest of the way you drop it
Brain so good
(Good)
School you went to college
Hundred deposit, vacations hit the tropics
'Cause errbody know it ain't trickin' if ya got it
Ya need to never ever gotta go to yo wallet
Long as I got rubber band banks in my pocket
Five six, adds with rims and a pocket kit
Ya ain't gotta downgrade, you can get what I get
My chick could have what she want
And goin' every store for any bag she want
And know she ain't never had a man like that
To buy you anything ya own desire I that
Yeah, I want'cho body, I need yo body
Long as you got me you won't need nobody
You want it, I got it, go, get it, I buy it
Tell 'em other broke niggas be quiet
Stacks on deck, Patrón on ice
And we can pop bottles all night
Baby, you could have whatever you like
I said, you could have whatever you like
Yeah, late night sex, so wet, it's so tight
A gas of a jet for you tonight
Baby, you could go where ever you like
I said you could go where ever you like, yeah
Rize in big boy ice
Let me put this big boy in yo life
Thang, get so wet, ya hit so right
Let me put this big boy in yo life
That's right, yeah I want'cho body, I need yo body
Long as you got me you won't need nobody
You want it I got it, go get it I buy it
Tellem other broke niggas be quiet
Stacks on deck, Patrón on ice
And we can pop bottles all night
Baby, you could have whatever you like
I said, you could have whatever you like
Yeah, late night sex, so wet, it's so tight
A gas of a jet for you tonight
Baby, you could go where ever you like
I said you could go where ever you like, yeah
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