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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
T.I.
T.I.
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Aldrin Davis
Aldrin Davis
Songwriter:in
Clifford Harris
Clifford Harris
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
DJ Toomp
DJ Toomp
Produzent:in
Derrick Royce Selby
Derrick Royce Selby
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Elliott Carter
Elliott Carter
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Gary Fly
Gary Fly
Mischtechnikerassistent:in
John Frye
John Frye
Mischtechniker:in

Lyrics

Yeah (hey)
Ha ha ha, hey, hey, ha (all right)
Aight Toomp, man
This what the folks been waiting on
I guess (that's right)
Let's give it to 'em, baby (hey)
Grand Hustle, ****
Aye, man they been waitin' on this shit since
"What You Know," huh?
Yeah, it's the king, bitch
Aight, my ****, the wait is over, ****
Hey, hey
One for the money, two for the show dawg
Three for the **** hatin' on the low
Y'all know a picture's worth a million words
I'ma show y'all
Death before dishonor, family before all
Without the braids
I'm the closest thing to O-Dog
Minus the testimony, say it ain't so homie
Hey, shorty like that, don't he?
World hopped off my jock
I got 'em right back on it
Oh, step back, brush myself off
Picked bid'ness back up right where I left off
I could show my dough
That other guy just talk
Hey where I live just as big
As yo' projects dawg
Ay, ha ha, better check my swagger
How I walk, how I talk
How I stack that cheddar
What I drive, how I dress
**** let's just bet a hundred stacks on that
**** I'm just, better, ha ha ha ha
Somebody better tell 'em mayne
They swag owe my swag everythang
It's very plain to see you study me awful hard
To the point that my swag need a bodyguard
I think a Thank You card's in order
Y'all oughta be havin y'all swag
Sendin' mines an apology
A lot of little me's I see, got beef
But what's the possibilities?
Stop seek, you not me
Hardly worth a hill of beans
Step up to the guillotine
Get decapitated, don't see how
Half of you rappers made it, say good-bye
To the fame and fortune, c'est la vie
And what the game need with you ****?
They got me, I ride through the city
So clean, seat really low
Automo-bile is so, pretty but I'm illy though
No comparison, ain't a **** mo'
Thorough than this gangsta
American flow, doper than heroin
King like Evelyn, Champagne mayne
So deranged and belligerent
Right up there with Benjamin
Who? André 3K, B.I.G., Jay-Z, UGK
Scarface, Makaveli the great, Wayne
Common, Kanye and Lupe
So fuck what you say
You welcome to ask who you may
Bet they say as of today
I'm back on top like a toupee
(Hey) All objections overruled, it's overdue
Both high, and sober too
I'm so high, up over you
Same guy you see in the streets
Is as fly as here in the booth
So don't be surprised when you meet me
To see I'm really the truth
Oh, so uncouth, **** who want proof?
Must agree if shit I did can't no one undo
I stay on my, one-two, **** who want to
Turn a brunch into a brawl
Do what you gon' do
I'm why it's hot as a bitch in here
Still cool as a Frigidaire
This year I'm on a mission dear
Think that was somethin'
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Written by: Aldrin Davis, C. Harris
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