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[Verse 1: T.I.]
K. I. N. G
Solemn and envy
Ridin’ in the Bently
They wanna send me, back to the pen
Hope they give me a ten P
Doin’ it for my dog, (?) wit so case pending (?)
And my folk behind the (?) waterboard city (?), keep it pimpin’
Tell them hatin’ ass law, bitch I’m ball so come get me
See Tip go by, in the whip, no lie
Didn’t need no wheel cause the shit so fly
Up, up and away, so far up at the top I sit
My air so thin need oxygen
I’m so fucked up, intoxicants
My flow still so stupid competent
Competition evidently don’t know what they up against
Obviously oblivious, in the city I’m serious
I’m seriously poppin’, I will be the reason why it’s hot in here
Material you droppin’ better push that back, that can’t come out this year
I got this here, can’t stop this, got this like I got blocks in here
Hit the VIP, all eyes on me like they think Pac in here
I’m ignorant, belligerent, a gangsta and a gentleman
Pay niggas no concern, ain’t no DiGornio, I’m deliverin’
Center of attention, my P.O. just threw a wrench in my
Plan of execution, I’m demandin’ retribution
First trip to prison, a lesson, second was just a nuisance
Peckerwood beefin’ with me, they want my neck in a noose
Cause they see a niggas influence, luxurious and affluent
They want the king destroyed, see your majesty ruined
Nah, nothin’ doin’ brah, congratulations you a bus’ (?)
A really great advantage point, so take your vantage point
Watch, with the flip of a coin
The one they counted out soon become the nigga to join
Don’t listen to the gossip or cut, them niggas annoyin’
They speak what I know and think it’s over for them (?)
Bow back, ya boy got fly high
With ten chicks, got high in sha la
Niggas stay talkin’ all that ca ca
No mucho deniro, no habla
About my dollar, G-5, Murcielaga(?)
How automatic my chopper, they want some problems, I got ‘em

[Verse 2: Pusha T]
I’ll show niggas better than Tell niggas
Paint over discussions ’bout Push, I never fail niggas
How I’m back Jack, listen, what the hell niggas?
This the new God flow, the Holy Grail niggas
Can’t see me, Book of Eli, it’s in Braille niggas
I’m on track to be the best, I want Derrelle niggas
I bend balls(?) on bitches, I unveil(?) nigga
OfficiallyIce, don’t at ‘em, show and tell nigga
Say my brother better? Big deal
Big brother, so fuck you, he hammer, can’t touch him
Ride around AMG mufflers, second fiddle to my own gene pool
We laugh about it, that’s cool
I’m at the top and he better?
If you think about it, we rule
My life is an open book
My stuntin’ is an open look
These gold chains, these stone rings
This cocaine that I overcooked
I overcame on Novacane, I Frank Ocean’d that fish scale
I tip scales, I tip hoes, I skip jail on my tip toes
I beat the odds, bet Tip knows, my top back and my wrist froze
And these ice cubes on my ear lobes
Like strobe lights on a fish bowl
Supreme ballers, dope dealers, shot callers
GOOD Music, Grand Hustle, what the block taught us

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'Piss’n On Your Ego' Lyrics - T.I. (Ft. B.o.B)
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[T.I.]
Automatic bullet flow
Uzi, Calico
Ladies man? Yeah, but to that pussy I’m a bully tho
Beat it, eat it, let it go
Retarded, stupid, silly tho
This city been on life support
I’m gonna get out and kill it tho
Really tho, off the chain
Getting into heavy things
Stuntin out the furnished dealer
Bustin out the cabin mayne
God like Charlemagne
Never ate a hotter thang
Ever hit it, ever did it ?
I’m way in the front, ?, no athlete
? nigga watch my smoke
Cause I’m gonna get money, to the top I go
Say you get dough, nigga ? I know
The housekeeper get more to come and mop my floor

[Hook]
Silly ?

Nigga know my stylo

Pissin on your ego, pissin on your ego
Shittin on your pride and we pissin on your ego

[B.o.B.]
I’m back up on my rap shit, you bastards got it backwards
Got it twisted and exaggerated
Stretched out: elastics
You niggas ain’t on my radar!
I bypass niggas, no gastric
I pull up front in that monster truck
And I park that shit Jurrassic
Got a drunk bitch on my mattress
Doing backflips, gymnastics
She holding on to that monkey bar
Yelling out my name: no ad-libs
Niggas get mad at us for what?
We live out life at the after-party
Don’t come at me with that ego shit
We piss on that like a port-o-potty
This beat is retarded so therefore my flow is autistic
Come on down to Bobby’s World
You ain’t no friend I would visit
Flow like I’m on a mission
So there is no competition
It’s looking like hunting season
And we in the slaughter business

[Hook]

[T.I.]
Ball hard: pavement
Broads in amazement
Large money talking, I ain’t gotta make a statement
My impatient grind, I’m taking mine
I ain’t ? from mine
Anybody wanna shine? I suggest you wait in line
I’m chasing dimes and paper
But for these haters I don’t break a stride
Defecating on your ride, make you commit suicide
Do or die, who am I?
Bullet in the Bulls-eye

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'This Time Of Night' Lyrics - T.I. (Ft. Nelly)
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[Hook]
We showin up, it’s going down
She know it’s us, I let her know it now
It’s 3, 4, 5 in the morning
One thing for sure this time of night
Ain’t nothing open but legs, shawty
Ain’t nothing open but legs this time of night
Ain’t nothing open but legs, shawty
Ain’t nothing open but legs this time of night

Ass looking on swoll
Damn shawty! Long hair pretty toes
(know who I am shawty)
? nice face
She say she wanna ride up to my place
And she wanna bring a friend if it’s alright

2 bottles chillin, everybody on pills

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[Verse 1: T.I.]
Hey, big bank, lotta guava, (yeah)
They bout a dolla? I ain’t tryin’ to holla
’96 Impala buckets under that
On automatic status, we ain’t havin’ none of that
Hey watch it partna, stay out my lane
Everybody fuckin’ with my campaign
Get dough or get lost, shawty always
Like Dro say, ho fuck with me the long way
And I deliver long john son, I don’t play
Poppin’ out before the sun come, I don’t stay
They say bullshit walk, and cash talk
That’s why I’m ridin’ out, pockets on loud mouth (Yeah)
I’m goin’ in, finna spazz out
Aigga got a problem, we can air it out
They say bullshit walk, and cash talk
That’s why I’m ridin’ out, pockets on loud mouth

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
Woke up this morning with a bank roll
I be gettin’ head like a Kango
Got your girl sellin’ pussy to my tango
What, she so wet, think I’m gonna need a rain coat
On 285 doing 85!
Couple hoes in my stable, time to stabilize
Check the time, I better say mine bitches
Need a sign on my dick that say “Fine Bitches”
And you know I’m throwed like five pitchers
And you know I’m high like five Swishas
Jay’s used to say “what up Slim?”
Cause they know I’m known to make that work cartwheel
Hot wheel, hot steel, ride around my block still
Even if it’s winter time, I’m ridin’ in a drop still
You don’t have an idea of the life that I live
Pockets so loud, got them bitches doin’ adlibs
I’m goin’ in, finna spazz out
Nigga got a problem, we can air it out
They say bullshit walk, and cash talk
So I’m ridin’ out, pockets on loud mouth

[Verse 3: T.I.]
Back on my 1-2 nigga, ace – deuce
Feds try to crucify me, call me Jesús
Get it straight dude, I ain’t with that nonsense
Bank rolls like a bad bitch lookin’ all mint
No joystickin’ nothin’ over here dog
So ain’t no playin’ me at all, let’s be clear dog
I’m raw as ever, flaw is never(?)
Just as blind (?) tough as leather (?) eatin’ better
Somebody better tell ‘em
‘Fore that tré four seven hit they cerebellum
Hey they say bullshit walk and cash talk
That’s why I’m ridin’ I’m goin’ in, finna spazz out
Nigga got a problem, we can air it out
They say bullshit walk, and cash talk
So I’m ridin’ out, pockets on loud mouth

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[Hook: T.I.]
I say I’m ridin’, I’m swervin’
Barely missin’ the curb
I got this bad b!tch and she twerkin’
Hit the parkin’ lot and we murk this shit
On purpose, on purpose
We hit the club and we hurtin’ them folks
On purpose, on purpose
You can save the hate it ain’t workin’

Say I’m ridin’, I’m swervin’
Barely missing the curve
I got this bad b!tch and she twerkin
Hit the parking lot and we murk this shit
On purpose, on purpose
Don’t try me dawg we’ll f-ck you up
Shit on purpose, on purpose
Automatic K and its squirtin

[Verse 1]
I’m double cup in my lean, Swish sweet in my fruity
Got 20 plus in my jeans, make them stripper b!tch get to it
Got 6s in my burban, I’m riding high and I’m swervin bruh
My kush hard in my back seat with a black freak and he twerkin her
Hard in the paint like Josh Smith, do not slip, I bang mine
I’m zone one bankhead shawty, I’m west side no gang signs
Pimp squad, grand hustle man, stay duckin’ them suckers man
This trouble man ridin’ with trouble man, them mutherf-ckas in trouble man
I’m rubberband in my banks like it got thigh pads in my Levis
Naw shawty no Levis, these Strivers Row, we ballin ho
Quarter mil in the bag brought it all to blow
On 24, we surfin’
Rep Atlanta shit no accident we immaculate on purpose

[Hook: T.I.]
I say I’m ridin’, I’m swervin’
Barely missin’ the curb
I got this bad b!tch and she twerkin’
Hit the parkin’ lot and we murk this shit
On purpose, on purpose
We hit the club and we hurtin’ them folks
On purpose, on purpose
You can save the hate it ain’t workin’

Say I’m ridin’, I’m swervin’
Barely missing the curve
I got this bad b!tch and she twerkin
Hit the parking lot and we murk this shit
On purpose, on purpose
Don’t try me dawg we’ll f-ck you up
Shit on purpose, on purpose
Automatic K and its squirtin

[Verse 2]
I merk a nigga on purpose (Bow!) flatline
???

[Hook: T.I.]
I say I’m ridin’, I’m swervin’
Barely missin’ the curb
I got this bad b!tch and she twerkin’
Hit the parkin’ lot and we murk this shit
On purpose, on purpose
We hit the club and we hurtin’ them folks
On purpose, on purpose
You can save the hate it ain’t workin’

Say I’m ridin’, I’m swervin’
Barely missing the curve
I got this bad b!tch and she twerkin
Hit the parking lot and we murk this shit
On purpose, on purpose
Don’t try me dawg we’ll f-ck you up
Shit on purpose, on purpose
Automatic K and its squirtin

[Verse 3]
???

[Hook: T.I.]
I say I’m ridin’, I’m swervin’
Barely missin’ the curb
I got this bad b!tch and she twerkin’
Hit the parkin’ lot and we murk this shit
On purpose, on purpose
We hit the club and we hurtin’ them folks
On purpose, on purpose
You can save the hate it ain’t workin’

Say I’m ridin’, I’m swervin’
Barely missing the curve
I got this bad b!tch and she twerkin
Hit the parking lot and we murk this shit
On purpose, on purpose
Don’t try me dawg we’ll f-ck you up
Shit on purpose, on purpose
Automatic K and its squirtin

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[Hook]
I’m in at Hot Wheel and I’m driving real fast
And I’m smashing on the gas, I’m tryna do the dash
Hot Wheel, got 200 on the dash
I’m driving real fast, I’m tryna do the dash
Push it!
Push it!

[Verse 1: Travis Porter]
I’m in a hot wheel til I light this here
Tap my b!tch she switch my gear
Diamond shining they all clear
PHMG they all here
Tattoos they all over me
She see me kissin’ all on my tip
He say I’m a Ricky nigga, I been doing it for years
Better take a look at me, better check my booking fee
I been cooking shit off in the kitchen but I ain’t Lil’ B
Pull up in a Hot Wheel, b!tch need a green card
All-red candy paint, nigga this your dream car
I’m that muthaf-ckin nigga all the b!tches scheme for
When she with me, she be hoping all her girlfriends seen her
She suck a d!ck so good, but why you think she on my team for
I got her dancing slow, in slow mo like she on lean or something
Smoking on that dro, got that ho drinking semen
Hear me coming down the street: ‘Rari, screaming
Pinky ring doing numbers, shining, blinging
Ink all on my body and I’m hotter than a demon

[Hook]
I’m in at Hot Wheel and I’m driving real fast
And I’m smashing on the gas, I’m tryna do the dash
Hot Wheel, got 200 on the dash
I’m driving real fast, I’m tryna do the dash
Push it!
Push it!

[Verse 2: Young Dro]
Hold on let me rip this ho
Car so fast I flipped that ho
Tell them boys don’t play with Dro
Pause that b!tch, skip that ho
Black coat let my coupe in here
Decapitate my roof in here
The reason why they ask for Dro cuz they wanted the truth in here
Just like Star, I’m rockin ya
? I’m poppin ya
I knew something was fishy going on like tilapia
You ain’t f-ckin with pimpin though
My wrist blow up like indigo
I like a model b!tch but I would rather Oprah Winfrey though
The richest b!tch up in this b!tch
My paint flop and then flip in this
My Glock it got a ?
My car so wet it’s drippin shit
They copy me like Kinko do
Diamond chain, one pink one blue
Car so fast, my speakers on blast
Don’t ? me boy, I’m shittin on you
Hold up they can’t take this shit
I spaz out with no brakes and shit
I’m Bosco with this cake and shit
Congo dro, ape and shit
I saw yo broad and took that b!tch
Wassup with all that liquor shit?
You see these horses on my car
‘Rari b!tch I’m pushin it

[Hook]
I’m in at Hot Wheel and I’m driving real fast
And I’m smashing on the gas, I’m tryna do the dash
Hot Wheel, got 200 on the dash
I’m driving real fast, I’m tryna do the dash
Push it!
Push it!

[Verse 3 : T.I.]
I’m mindin mine, ?
New Ferraris, know that I’m ballin ho
400,000 in public housing, ? blunt of dro
Through Atlanta station I’m pushin
Every corner I’m hookin
Bad b!tches just lookin
Tryna throw me that p-ssy
Say what happened baby I can’t
?
Rich folks and I can’t front
?
As a muthaf-cka, swear to God
To the trap niggas and dope boys, pause
Blow a half a mil just cause, ball
Money ain’t a thang, not at all
Drink the lean and get kool-aid
Get high on pills for like 2 days
Fresh to death in that ?
Diamonds clearer than Blu-ray
Ay! Ain’t no fugaze, I’m too major, I’m super paid
Say 30 mil, better double that
That money short then we double back
Got rubber bands around 30 racks
I’m trouble man so where the trouble at?
I got a truck load of them hood rats
I push through, where your hood at?

[Hook]
I’m in at Hot Wheel and I’m driving real fast
And I’m smashing on the gas, I’m tryna do the dash
Hot Wheel, got 200 on the dash
I’m driving real fast, I’m tryna do the dash
Push it!
Push it!

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pitbull:
flow so hard that chico get crazy
este chico esta loco
flow so hard that chico get crazy
este chico esta loco

flow so hard that chico get crazy
este chico esta loco
flow so hard that chico get crazy
este chico esta loco

catch a chico in paris
getting money like arrows
the boys from the game
but the streets and i play marriage
i’m allergic to the fake
i’m from the land, no cake
glows mast tape,
chop is open safe, gimmie that
funny talk no phone
i’m sorry papa, no sale
down here, yeah they got weight
but i’m sorry papa, no sale
but now the clips they pop
pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, bill
think they won’t will, when they just die in the kill
bawling bawen always behind me
room fall, billionaires that’s with your families
so far ahead in the game
they can’t catch a pimp that we’re rhyming
pull the trigger yourself,
blow your brains out and don’t make me dial it

flow so hard that chico get crazy
este chico esta loco
flow so hard that chico get crazy
este chico esta loco

flow so hard that chico get crazy
este chico esta loco
flow so hard that chico get crazy
este chico esta loco

sensato:
ok this is what i say
let’s get money, let’s get paid
el diablo say, say, say
en una invidia pase por el brodway
i’m the best pollay,
y del puto que conmigo no way
yo no le do un brey, esto es el jefe
y le rompo el pulo que le …

mother fuc*er tryin’ to find me
they tryin’ to find me
ellos se pusieron gran but tehy don’t try me
cause i get on mi miami
me vieron shiny con un otra mega mami
y se vieron tiny and they think they gonna buy me
quieren tumbarme tienen que m’amarme
ya que me quero, mero ante me me hablarme
tu estes loco
you crey en alta del piloto
tu estas roto
yo me junto contigo y me saco la loto
que vuelta, que trompo
hacer enrolado una mana del color se mi moco
par reglarme coco
yo no supoco you a holco
profesional me compolto
sobrevivir de una bolto
tengo una cara de tonto
pero de tonto, no tengo otro ronto
de esta nota demonta, no me demonta
yo soy un monstro
yo voy en una moto en pantaloncito
porque yo no me recolta un dominicano in paris

pitbull:
flow so hard that chico get crazy
este chico esta loco
flow so hard that chico get crazy
este chico esta loco

flow so hard that chico get crazy
este chico esta loco
flow so hard that chico get crazy
este chico esta loco

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