歌手:T.I.
专辑:《**** A Mixtape》

作词 : T.I.
作曲 : T.I.
Ay say what ’s hapnin World
F.Y.I.,man I just left Rickers island man you know what i ’m sayin ’
Seeing my n-gga lil wayne and he say man don ’t worry bout him
He still doin ’better than you suckas you know what i ’m sayin ’
That ’s for those of you who care and for those of you who don ’t
F-ck you n-gga
All the whips on 4’s
And my wrist so froze
Aint no problem with these hoes
They don ’t never say no
All they sayin ’
YEAH
I keep ‘em sayin ’
YEAH
Hey they be sayin ’
YEAH
We got ‘em sayin ’
YEAH
And all my clicks so cold
And my pockets so swole
And we bet a hundred more
I don ’t never say no
All I say is
Say bet i ’m sayin ’
YEAH
Say what i ’m sayin ’
You know i ’m sayin ’
I ’m ridin ’through the city blowin ’purple on a saturday
See the APTP when you got to put the gat away
See them n***a comin ’let it blow like Donald Hathaway
In the SLR ’s all the doors open that way
Supermodel,movie star,the stripper,brawds after me
N-gga try to battle me but all they do is rattle me
I ask them man what happenin ’i ’m laughin while they chattering
I ’m bustin ’they be scattering you know you lookin ’at a king
Superclean in a new drop stuntin ’
N-gga talk sh-t but it ain ’t bout nothin ’
You ’ll get your ass kicked if your mouth keep runnin ’
Keep talk slick bout the sound we comin ’
Say what u want but this is how we run it
N-ggas still tryna ball out we done it
My wrist so bright and my neck so s*iny
When I tell her lets go she dont back up from me
Yeah,i ’m me like a motherf-cker
Flyer than a vampire lookin ’for a blood sucker
I keep these hoes on E like a four runner
Man I could throw a 100g ’s till my stone runner
Get a couple of philly ’s and some waters for these hoes stomach
I keep ‘em rollin like no brakes up in that four runner
I don ’t stop i ’m on the clock like the smallest hands
They look for me I move the bass up out that marching band
That ain ’t a coffee can,n-gga that 400grands
I keep the block jumpin ’,just call me bunny man
T make a blunt look like a arm without a f-ckin ’hand
T break a pound straight down like a bucket man
You could get it harder or get it lighter than a summer tan
The section leader over the stove like a drummer man
B-R-R-At-At-Tat,whip it up just like that
But if a n-gga f-ck with me wrong then its B-R-R-At-At-At-Tat
I like my whip so old
And my top better fold
And I party with these hoes
They don ’t never say no
All I say is
YEAH
I keep ‘em sayin ’
YEAH
You know they sayin ’
Ya digg
You know my click so bold
All of ‘em don ’t slow
N-ggas shot never broke
They don ’t never say no
You need that work
YEAH
We got that work
YEAH
You need that work
YEAH
We got that work
Ya digg
I ’m in a drop 6,4low low
When a hoe get hit no slow mo
5mil on the tour no promo
I ’m at the p-ssy n-ggas house no homo
No homo,they slut like Tony Romo
So f-ck them and f-ck you too now go tell that to bono
They hoes know she loves when I shoot my two
22’s on the coupe I cruise
Sucka n-ggas tryna my mood
They do what they can I do what I choose
I get these hoes the blues
Just call me BB King
If they can ’t feel the monster
How can they see the King