(Talking) As you can see the O.G.'s from Grand Hustle Done laid it down again (T.I.P. shawty) A man, this for all my homegirls that like to see a baller do his thing (Get Ya shit Together..come on) All the 8's, 9's, and dimes..I like to welcome ya'll to the best time of ya life..ya understand that All the stones are real and its chrome on all the wheels..ya know Anything less is uncivilized
[T.I] Aye, I pull up to the club, lift both doors up Hopped out clean and ya hoes choose us Walked in the door make the show hold up Cause my neck and my bracelet was so froze up The kind of stones bitches wanna see close up So we dont approach them, they comin' and approach us (yeah) Roll the dro up then go post up Look down cause that's where its gonna go, sho nuff In the V.I.P. and all eyes on us Hoes chill, poppin' pills, blowing dro no duff Whatcha say you got a man, so what I don'y know him, and baby he don't know her I got a new phatom and my own chaffeur Ya think ya finna be thinking bout him, no sir (haha) Probably prefer to tell ya man goodnight And she don't wanna know what the good life look like
(chorus: Lil Kim) If you aint getting money goodnight I know what a broke nigga look like When you riding in your wheels, get ya shit together Boy, then diamonds aint real, get ya shit together
(T.I) Now we can ball seven days, six nights If that head and that pussy get right And match ya panties with ya bras, get ya shit together Come get your hair and nails done, get ya shit together
[T.I] Hey, I'm off the scene with Louis the 13th Chains swing to my jeans, and my T-shirt clean In caee you been reasearching, I'm the King With a style as mean as the earth seems Chest on ice, and my wrist on gleam 30 karats in the ring, money ain't no thing You think I'm playin', but I ain't joking The dro king, if it ain't purple, I ain't smoking Rubberband bank rolls, 50 thousand dollar cheddar knots Try to shine, is you out your mind, boy you better not I walk around with more money than you ever got Shrewd attitude like I never had to sell a rock Shawty I can get you in whatever spot Backstage, front row, what I got to front for I'm getting bored, don't even know what I stunt for Got a lotta rides, what it hurts to cope one more
(chorus)
[T.I] To all my hot girls, if you wanna come chill Lets roll on chrome wheels, let me tell you what it is We finna throw a little party at the crib Where the floors tricked out and the rooms like iiillllll The basements cool, but the pools unreal Where that millionaire lives, shit remains concealled So pop a pill, put on your blindfold I'm hitting the dance floor, and grab eighty-nine more Let'em know we on the way, where they been trying to go I knew I had'em when they asked me "What kind of diamonds are those" Headed to the spot, pouring double shots of XO Play the "Love Below", ane watch'em undress slow Flicks on the flat screen, make'em want to "get low" And spit shine this dick of mine until it gets swole When they kick it with the king, they don't wanna let go So whatcha gonna tell a nigga, when he tells ya "Let's Go"
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Copy to Clipboard: (Talking) As you can see the O.G.'s from Grand Hustle Done laid it down again (T.I.P. shawty) A man, this for all my homegirls that like to see a baller do his thing (Get Ya shit Together..come on) All the 8's, 9's, and dimes..I like to welcome ya'll to the best time of ya life..ya understand that All the stones are real and its chrome on all the wheels..ya know Anything less is uncivilized
[T.I] Aye, I pull up to the club, lift both doors up Hopped out clean and ya hoes choose us Walked in the door make the show hold up Cause my neck and my bracelet was so froze up The kind of stones bitches wanna see close up So we dont approach them, they comin' and approach us (yeah) Roll the dro up then go post up Look down cause that's where its gonna go, sho nuff In the V.I.P. and all eyes on us Hoes chill, poppin' pills, blowing dro no duff Whatcha say you got a man, so what I don'y know him, and baby he don't know her I got a new phatom and my own chaffeur Ya think ya finna be thinking bout him, no sir (haha) Probably prefer to tell ya man goodnight And she don't wanna know what the good life look like
(chorus: Lil Kim) If you aint getting money goodnight I know what a broke nigga look like When you riding in your wheels, get ya shit together Boy, then diamonds aint real, get ya shit together
(T.I) Now we can ball seven days, six nights If that head and that pussy get right And match ya panties with ya bras, get ya shit together Come get your hair and nails done, get ya shit together
[T.I] Hey, I'm off the scene with Louis the 13th Chains swing to my jeans, and my T-shirt clean In caee you been reasearching, I'm the King With a style as mean as the earth seems Chest on ice, and my wrist on gleam 30 karats in the ring, money ain't no thing You think I'm playin', but I ain't joking The dro king, if it ain't purple, I ain't smoking Rubberband bank rolls, 50 thousand dollar cheddar knots Try to shine, is you out your mind, boy you better not I walk around with more money than you ever got Shrewd attitude like I never had to sell a rock Shawty I can get you in whatever spot Backstage, front row, what I got to front for I'm getting bored, don't even know what I stunt for Got a lotta rides, what it hurts to cope one more
(chorus)
[T.I] To all my hot girls, if you wanna come chill Lets roll on chrome wheels, let me tell you what it is We finna throw a little party at the crib Where the floors tricked out and the rooms like iiillllll The basements cool, but the pools unreal Where that millionaire lives, shit remains concealled So pop a pill, put on your blindfold I'm hitting the dance floor, and grab eighty-nine more Let'em know we on the way, where they been trying to go I knew I had'em when they asked me "What kind of diamonds are those" Headed to the spot, pouring double shots of XO Play the "Love Below", ane watch'em undress slow Flicks on the flat screen, make'em want to "get low" And spit shine this dick of mine until it gets swole When they kick it with the king, they don't wanna let go So whatcha gonna tell a nigga, when he tells ya "Let's Go"
(chorus)
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