[T.I.] Yeah, its the King, cuh You know my demo, Maybach, no limo, homes Im sacked up, too I dont know what them folk doin Im flexin, tho, patna There it go, K.R.I.T.!
(Big K.R.I.T.) T.I.
(Hold it now) Im flexin, shawty (Hold it now) Im stupid, hoe (Hold it now) Im reppin, shawty (Hold it now) Bitch, you aint know?
(Hold it now) Im Gucci, patna (Hold it now) I Louis down Dont do it, patna (Hold it now) Or its goin down
I wear stripes row, my Louis, ho, a cubie matchin my kicks, bitch Papparazzi everywhere I go, I got cameras all in my bidne I rep the town, hold it down, cruise all around in my old school My speaker loud and my reefer, too, I aint speakin, bitch, do I know you? Feds want me back behind that wall, thats the only place that I cant go Im focused, dog, and I aint wit that f-ck shit, think it sweet but it aint, doe Im tried and true when Im ridin through, I aint hidin, they can just hate me My top is down and my pockets fat and my diamonds clearer than HD
(Hold it now) Im flexin, shawty (Hold it now) Im stupid, hoe (Hold it now) Im reppin, shawty (Hold it now) Bitch, you aint know?
(Hold it now) Im Gucci, patna (Hold it now) I Louis down Dont do it, patna (Hold it now) Or its goin down
I rep the west of that A like this, dont wanna talk about Bankhead Still in the trap like a gotdamn brick, cause I love the hood, the King aint dead My hustle grand, my money long, my spot on top, bitch, I want that My position vacant, my crown await me, my throne is empty, I own that Folk in Kirkland, with a big hill, too, somell head to Pittsburgh and all that Real goonsll ride wit me to Timbuktu, I aint Gucci, dude, what you call that? Mail the yell to East Point, and own that area, Vidalia, Sandal Hill all day Decatur to Simpson-Rose, on 4-4, Hort nigga f-ck wit me always
(Hold it now) Im flexin, shawty (Hold it now) Im stupid, hoe (Hold it now) Im reppin, shawty (Hold it now) Bitch, you aint know?
(Hold it now) Im Gucci, patna
(Hold it now) I Louis down Dont do it, patna (Hold it now) Or its goin down
[Big K.R.I.T.] Them so-called dope boys aint sold enough OGs aint old enough MCs aint dope enough Ill still split yo coconut You So So, Im like dat Tight work, bounce right back Make room for yo bitc, dog Nigga, gon get off my sack That loud pack, I blow big Always stunt so big Please dont get wrong, homie Or them Gs gon bust yo wig The A is mine, no questions asked The King is home, bitch, the best is back My swagga turned em just like my sack Im flexin, shawty, who stoppin that?
(Hold it now) Im flexin, shawty (Hold it now) Im stupid, hoe (Hold it now) Im reppin, shawty (Hold it now) Bitch, you aint know?
(Hold it now) Im Gucci, patna (Hold it now) I Louis down Dont do it, patna (Hold it now) Or its goin down
(Hold it now) Im flexin, shawty (Hold it now) Im stupid, hoe (Hold it now) Im reppin, shawty (Hold it now) Bitch, you aint know?
(Hold it now) Im Gucci, patna (Hold it now) I Louis down Dont do it, patna (Hold it now) Or its goin down
[T.I] Okay, man, you dont see whats in yo face, big dog? Yeah, man, big banks, no whammies, dog, you understand that? Yeah, doin real, Im talkin bout real proper, patna? You understand that? I got that sack, bruh! Prison aint changed shit, homeboy You understand that? Rubber bands on deck, guess why, homes? Big K.R.I.T., lets do this shit one time, man A-Town to M-Town, patna, it goin down Mississippi stand up
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(Big K.R.I.T.) T.I.
(Hold it now) Im flexin, shawty (Hold it now) Im stupid, hoe (Hold it now) Im reppin, shawty (Hold it now) Bitch, you aint know?
(Hold it now) Im Gucci, patna (Hold it now) I Louis down Dont do it, patna (Hold it now) Or its goin down
I wear stripes row, my Louis, ho, a cubie matchin my kicks, bitch Papparazzi everywhere I go, I got cameras all in my bidne I rep the town, hold it down, cruise all around in my old school My speaker loud and my reefer, too, I aint speakin, bitch, do I know you? Feds want me back behind that wall, thats the only place that I cant go Im focused, dog, and I aint wit that f-ck shit, think it sweet but it aint, doe Im tried and true when Im ridin through, I aint hidin, they can just hate me My top is down and my pockets fat and my diamonds clearer than HD
(Hold it now) Im flexin, shawty (Hold it now) Im stupid, hoe (Hold it now) Im reppin, shawty (Hold it now) Bitch, you aint know?
(Hold it now) Im Gucci, patna (Hold it now) I Louis down Dont do it, patna (Hold it now) Or its goin down
I rep the west of that A like this, dont wanna talk about Bankhead Still in the trap like a gotdamn brick, cause I love the hood, the King aint dead My hustle grand, my money long, my spot on top, bitch, I want that My position vacant, my crown await me, my throne is empty, I own that Folk in Kirkland, with a big hill, too, somell head to Pittsburgh and all that Real goonsll ride wit me to Timbuktu, I aint Gucci, dude, what you call that? Mail the yell to East Point, and own that area, Vidalia, Sandal Hill all day Decatur to Simpson-Rose, on 4-4, Hort nigga f-ck wit me always
(Hold it now) Im flexin, shawty (Hold it now) Im stupid, hoe (Hold it now) Im reppin, shawty (Hold it now) Bitch, you aint know?
(Hold it now) Im Gucci, patna
(Hold it now) I Louis down Dont do it, patna (Hold it now) Or its goin down
[Big K.R.I.T.] Them so-called dope boys aint sold enough OGs aint old enough MCs aint dope enough Ill still split yo coconut You So So, Im like dat Tight work, bounce right back Make room for yo bitc, dog Nigga, gon get off my sack That loud pack, I blow big Always stunt so big Please dont get wrong, homie Or them Gs gon bust yo wig The A is mine, no questions asked The King is home, bitch, the best is back My swagga turned em just like my sack Im flexin, shawty, who stoppin that?
(Hold it now) Im flexin, shawty (Hold it now) Im stupid, hoe (Hold it now) Im reppin, shawty (Hold it now) Bitch, you aint know?
(Hold it now) Im Gucci, patna (Hold it now) I Louis down Dont do it, patna (Hold it now) Or its goin down
(Hold it now) Im flexin, shawty (Hold it now) Im stupid, hoe (Hold it now) Im reppin, shawty (Hold it now) Bitch, you aint know?
(Hold it now) Im Gucci, patna (Hold it now) I Louis down Dont do it, patna (Hold it now) Or its goin down
[T.I] Okay, man, you dont see whats in yo face, big dog? Yeah, man, big banks, no whammies, dog, you understand that? Yeah, doin real, Im talkin bout real proper, patna? You understand that? I got that sack, bruh! Prison aint changed shit, homeboy You understand that? Rubber bands on deck, guess why, homes? Big K.R.I.T., lets do this shit one time, man A-Town to M-Town, patna, it goin down Mississippi stand up
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