T.I. Lyrics
T.I. Lyrics
"Bezzle Lyrics"
Mishale Lyrics
there's many days i act free we're oceans apart even though my tears have dried there's an emptiness i fell in my heart uh, from the first time that i loved u i told u from the start our love would come together if we could stand to be apart i never mean to break your heart, no the days i cope without u i feel so all alone i see u in my dreams at night i feel ur touch so strong (so strong) i feel ur pain and t
there's many days i act free we're oceans apart even though my tears have dried there's an emptiness i fell in my heart uh, from the first time that i loved u i told u from the start our love would come together if we could stand to be apart i never mean to break your heart, no the days i cope without u i feel so all alone i see u in my dreams at night i feel ur touch so strong (so strong) i feel ur pain and t
(feat. Eightball, MJG, Bun B)
[Intro]
Stop the drop top like the bezzles in my watch [3X]
Like the bezzles in my watch like the bezzles in my watch
Stop the drop top like the bezzles in my watch [3X]
Like the bezzles in my watch like the bezzles in my watch
Stop the drop top like the bezzles in my watch [3X]
Like the bezzles in my watch like the bezzles in my watch
[T.I.]
I came up bumping Eazy-E, Cube, and Dre
(Scarface, OutKast what's happening niggaz) Eightball MJG UGK
They raised me like santa raised cee
I always made the money, money never made me
Break me what this bitch you crazy
You seen with the freaks don't think she never paid me
Pimpin get a bitch, break a bitch, hit a bitch, shake a bitch
Spit game till I make this shit turn these tricks and get me rich
Lick his ass suck my dick bring me back my niggaz quick
Who you think you fucking with
I'm se
Memo To Human Resources Lyrics
I'll be in the back, and I don't need the help I'm good here in the back I'm good all by myself I'm busy taking stock of all the things that I've forgot (5 4 3 2) And making mental notes of just exactly where I lost the plot (2 2 2 2) I stuck around too long feeling sorry for myself A disinvited guest rifles through the bathroom shelf I'm searching for some disbelief that I can still suspend (5 4 3 2) But never mind the furthermo
rious about this pimpin shitI'll be in the back, and I don't need the help I'm good here in the back I'm good all by myself I'm busy taking stock of all the things that I've forgot (5 4 3 2) And making mental notes of just exactly where I lost the plot (2 2 2 2) I stuck around too long feeling sorry for myself A disinvited guest rifles through the bathroom shelf I'm searching for some disbelief that I can still suspend (5 4 3 2) But never mind the furthermo
All the niggaz I kick it with looking for a richer bitch
Get this bitch to take this trick for pounds of weed bricks and shit
Broke bitch you get your shit
Before I get another bitch who could fix your shit
My pimp to strong I ain't with your shit
You going to make me split your shit
Two things I ain't seen is this you a fony bitch I can't get
Eyes on the ride yeah right shut the fuck......
[Chorus ad libs (T.I.)]
Stop the drop top like the bezzles in my watch [3X]
Like the bezzles in my watch like the bezzles in my watch
Stop the drop top like the bezzles in my watch [3X]
Like the bezzles in my watch like the bezzles in my watch
[MJG]
Whole mack load it up hard as fine blow it up
M-J-G I know you hoes and been exposed enough
I cross a tree over bag a bitch in a toaster oven
Slam dunk in pimpin and her sister if she close enough
I Like Your Style Lyrics
[Diddy] This That Sexy Right Here Da Band Baby Bad Boy To Hot For T.V. Yea [Chorus] I like your style boy i really need to know do u wanna chill wit me [Babs] we can chill girl lets stop playin you need to come home wit me [Dylan] so whatz tha deal boy i gotta little time i really wanna piece of you [Babs] you know tha deal girl im down for whateva whateva u wanna do [Dylan] [Verse 1 (Babs)] Hot damn boy
Eightball][Diddy] This That Sexy Right Here Da Band Baby Bad Boy To Hot For T.V. Yea [Chorus] I like your style boy i really need to know do u wanna chill wit me [Babs] we can chill girl lets stop playin you need to come home wit me [Dylan] so whatz tha deal boy i gotta little time i really wanna piece of you [Babs] you know tha deal girl im down for whateva whateva u wanna do [Dylan] [Verse 1 (Babs)] Hot damn boy
Look over hear
open up the door and let it cook in hear
Grab the mic a watch these niggaz tuck there tail and look in fear
As I bust around with no shells inside in myself
Lyrics like a conseled weapon sending you bitches straight to hell
[MJG]
Burning up just like in waco texas
Heating up your neckless
Scorching up your afro the devil coming at your
Ass any hard one for niggaz who really want it
M-J- fucking G with pussy and titties on it
[Eightball]
Them bitches love when they see pimping come up in it
24 inches under somethin smoking tinted
Hustle hard for keep it cause I love to spend it
Pimping love is when your style is when you love to hit it
[Chorus ad libs (T.I.)]
[Bun B]
I came a long way from a posta posta
Till I kosta nostra kept the toaster closer
than I'm supposed to well I poast ya procha
Ride like a roller coaster<
Line Of Death Lyrics
A MAN IN THE CLOUDS, SO SENSATIONAL YEAH. SEE THAT MAN LOOKIN' DOWN ON ME, SO. FOLLOW ME TO THE LINE OF DEATH WHERE YOU BELONG. FIND IT IN YOUR HEART TO FORGIVE WHAT I'VE DONE. SEE THAT MAN IN THE CLOUDS, FINDIN' IT HARD TO SEE ME, FINDIN' IT HARD TO SEE ME. YEAH YEAH YEAH FOLLOW ME TO THE LINE OF DEATH WHERE YOU BELONG. FIND IT IN YOU HEART AND SEE WHAT I'VE BECOME. I KNEW YOU WERE THERE AT THE TIME OF THE DEATH, SEEIN' I
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Pistol whip you hold ya throat then choke you like a croacha croacha rochaA MAN IN THE CLOUDS, SO SENSATIONAL YEAH. SEE THAT MAN LOOKIN' DOWN ON ME, SO. FOLLOW ME TO THE LINE OF DEATH WHERE YOU BELONG. FIND IT IN YOUR HEART TO FORGIVE WHAT I'VE DONE. SEE THAT MAN IN THE CLOUDS, FINDIN' IT HARD TO SEE ME, FINDIN' IT HARD TO SEE ME. YEAH YEAH YEAH FOLLOW ME TO THE LINE OF DEATH WHERE YOU BELONG. FIND IT IN YOU HEART AND SEE WHAT I'VE BECOME. I KNEW YOU WERE THERE AT THE TIME OF THE DEATH, SEEIN' I
pull out a light and smoke you (damn)
Pull my coat off I blessed man just streesed man
Just still elementary just a glance couldn't learn it is hurting my chances
Pack pistols just to blast it (blast it)
I put it to second guessers I blast it it just to prove it (prove it)
Mother fuckers get a moving (moving)
I born into hustling I grew up tustlin
Gave my muscle in and got into meeting my frail but hell I put my trust in
My left and right hand grinding threw the night
And I keep my family right and see some paper like a white man
Balling in the ninth (and) we holding in the light (and) sippin on purple
sprite and you can call it what you like
I call what the fuck I feel play the courts that fucking peel
But we ain't sleeping till they free the Pimp and that's the fucking drill
[Chorus to fade]