T.I. Lyrics
T.I. Lyrics
"Front Back Lyrics"
The Boy In The Attic Lyrics
[music: Tchort, lyrics: Tchort] A blessing from below, born a sweet child like foretold Could it the boy that I used to be Oh, father please forgive me if I`ve done you wrong For how long will you let me suffer all alone Father! Please! A father`s touch, a beating one too much Hiding in the closet waiting for him to sleep What others saw of me, was what dad wanted them to see Father! Plea
[music: Tchort, lyrics: Tchort] A blessing from below, born a sweet child like foretold Could it the boy that I used to be Oh, father please forgive me if I`ve done you wrong For how long will you let me suffer all alone Father! Please! A father`s touch, a beating one too much Hiding in the closet waiting for him to sleep What others saw of me, was what dad wanted them to see Father! Plea
(feat. U.G.K.)
"Back, front back, fr-front back, fr-front back, side to side" - [repeated throughout]
[Mannie Fresh]
Ladies and gentlemen.. Fre-fre-fre-fresh!
[T.I. - talking]
T.I.P., aye!
I know a lot of y'all niggaz out there, man who ain't up on this down south shit
Probably wonderin' what the fuck you listenin' to right now, ahah!
King amongst kings! It's an absolute honor and a pleasure y'know I'm sayin'
To bring you.. some gangsta shit of catastrophic proportions
All the UGK alumni like myself know what this is man
Hey Bun! Pimp C nigga!
[T.I.]
I gotta '66 Impala so fresh
White top, burnt drop wit' the choppers on deck
It was off, Panda motor on a '94 'Vette
Fish bowl, televisions pimpin' I ain't done yet
I got the checker red leather and I'm sittin' on chrome
On 26 inches just to get my roll on
On a
Pac Man Freestyle Lyrics
[Mike Jones] First Round, First Round Draft Picks comin', "Who Is Mike Jones" First Round, First Round Draft Picks comin', "Who Is Mike Jones" First Round, First Round Draft Picks comin', "Who Is Mike Jones" (Mike Jones) [Verse] Might see me flippin' in with the top pushed back Took off my Roc-A-Wear and threw on my throw-back Do'Do I blow dat cuz I'm who? Mike Jones Who-Who Mike Jones
Jesus songs on, make them bitches get low[Mike Jones] First Round, First Round Draft Picks comin', "Who Is Mike Jones" First Round, First Round Draft Picks comin', "Who Is Mike Jones" First Round, First Round Draft Picks comin', "Who Is Mike Jones" (Mike Jones) [Verse] Might see me flippin' in with the top pushed back Took off my Roc-A-Wear and threw on my throw-back Do'Do I blow dat cuz I'm who? Mike Jones Who-Who Mike Jones
I get that ass raised up, like Dr. Dre six four
Hey, come up in my hood, bet them bitches know Tip
If you tell 'em you wit' him, all them bitches gon' strip
If I show up in yo' hood, I bet you niggaz won't trip
Once I empty out this clip, I bet you niggaz gon' dip
Or get hit up in yo'...
"Back, front back, fr-front back, fr-front back, side to side" - [repeat 2X]
Never let hoe ass niggaz ride!!
"Back, front back, fr-front back, fr-front back, side to side" - [repeat 2X]
And we never let hoe ass niggaz ride!!
[Bun B]
It's the Gulf Way Boulevard gangsta
Swangin' on T.I., essence of fo's (essence of fo's)
Pirellis and blazin' 'em crews of hoe
I'm a playa, you can tell by how I choose my hoes
When it gets to swangin' on the curb, you might lose ya toes
Dedicated to the slab (slab)
Sunday Girl (Hardly Handbag Mix) Lyrics
"Baby, I would like to go out tonight".
the dunks (dunks), the drops (drops)"Baby, I would like to go out tonight".
The candy painted cars wit' the chopped off tops (off tops)
Now put ya diamonds up against the wood wheel
Lean back or throw ya leather, chunk a deuce, and show your grill
Keep it trill, this the south baby, Texas and GA
T.I. reppin' for Bankhead, I'm reppin' for P.A. (for P.A.)
Now pop ya trunk, get it crunk, it's time to ride
Show them boys you got that front back and side to side baby
"Back, front back, fr-front back, fr-front back, side to side" - [repeat 2X]
Never let hoe ass niggaz ride!!
"Back, front back, fr-front back, fr-front back, side to side" - [repeat 2X]
And we never let hoe ass niggaz ride!!
[Pimp C]
I'm switchin' lane to lane (uh), leanin' on the switch (on the switch)
Sippin' on the barre, smokin' green and hittin' licks
Bumpin' Too $hort baby, in the candy red whips (wh
Live From New York Lyrics
Li-li-live from New York (2x) Is you watchin Whats on my motherfuckin neck nigga Li-li-live from New York (2x) Live from New York Yo Yo All white bolon The allie pulled on Kept his fade low Rocked swade in the snow Blue Tahoe A wizard on the keyboard Eyes look bloodshot lord Nevermind that Claim the award In the system we just missed'em Came through bangin nuthin but Wu The crowd bl
ips)Li-li-live from New York (2x) Is you watchin Whats on my motherfuckin neck nigga Li-li-live from New York (2x) Live from New York Yo Yo All white bolon The allie pulled on Kept his fade low Rocked swade in the snow Blue Tahoe A wizard on the keyboard Eyes look bloodshot lord Nevermind that Claim the award In the system we just missed'em Came through bangin nuthin but Wu The crowd bl
Drop the top and pimp the lot and watch the trunk do tricks (do tricks)
Pimp C, I keep my money on my mind (mind)
Keep a hooker on the track and keep a swisher full of pine (pine)
If y'know like I know, you wouldn't try it (try it)
Wanna jack me for my candy car, you must wanna die (wanna die)
But I don't really wanna hit ya wit' this hot thang
I just wanna get some brain in the turnin' lane
Comin' down creepin' slow, sippin' on a poor fo'
Bangin' on the screw, and keep the pistol right here in the do' [echoes]
"Back, front back, fr-front back, fr-front back, side to side" - [repeat 2X]
Never let hoe ass niggaz ride!!
"Back, front back, fr-front back, fr-front back, side to side" - [repeat 2X]
And we never let hoe ass niggaz ride!!
"Back, front back, fr-front back, fr-front back, side to side" - [repeat 2X]