T.I. Lyrics
T.I. Lyrics
"Dope Boi Fresh Lyrics"
Confessions Part I Lyrics
[Chorus] Every thing that ive been doin is all bad I got a chick on the side wit a crib and a ride Ive telling you so many lies aint none good its all bad And I just wanna confess cause its been goin on so long Girl I been doin you so wrong and I want you to know that Every thing that ive been doin is all bad I got a chick on t
[Chorus] Every thing that ive been doin is all bad I got a chick on the side wit a crib and a ride Ive telling you so many lies aint none good its all bad And I just wanna confess cause its been goin on so long Girl I been doin you so wrong and I want you to know that Every thing that ive been doin is all bad I got a chick on t
(feat. Attic Crew)
[verse 1]
Yea! A-town nigga
a nigga dope Boi fresh in dis polo and guess
or the guccI and louie shawty aint nuthin less
I keep a piece on my side and some beat in my ride
the window up when its hot or when its cold outside
the AC blow snowballs drive a bitch up the wall
with them plush leather guts steady grippin the butt
the paint just drip on the street michael jordan on my feet
with a big booty freak to make the pimpin complete
I go and pick up big floaty he twistin a swisher slowly
bend the corner aint no hatin and all the hoes no me
these hoes star struck cause we spendin dem big bucks
dis chevy got they attention and fuckin d
Joe # 1 Lyrics
Living, in the past For the future isn't here unless it is cast Sullen nights on a screen Searing through the break, the thoughts underneath He is Joe, he is Joe Joe #1 Our favorite son Never once did you say That I's have to pay for the reasons you'll never explain Come down to the screen Searing through
em hoes upLiving, in the past For the future isn't here unless it is cast Sullen nights on a screen Searing through the break, the thoughts underneath He is Joe, he is Joe Joe #1 Our favorite son Never once did you say That I's have to pay for the reasons you'll never explain Come down to the screen Searing through
cause I'm
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
dope Boi fresh, dope Boi dope Boi dope Boi [4x]
ooo hes so fresh
[verse 2]
BANKHEAD!
guess jeans, fresh white tees and a bubble coat
ever slang blow all day at da corner sto'
serve til ya bar get low go and get some mo
nigga trap til da yay get sold, plain and simple ho
give a damn if it snows, nigga I don dime day old
now five days old wit a big bank roll
hit da club and pull six stank hoes
brang it back to da trap
and move six mo o'z
they say his shirt so wrinkled and his kicks so old
wit no haircut so I'm hood rich tho ho
ya mighta seen me in a chevy I got six mo of those
and a direct co
Me and the Devil Blues/Heaven Lyrics
Early this morning I heard you knock upon my door Early this morning I heard you knock upon my door I said, "Hello, Satan, I believe it's time to go" Me and the devil We were walking side by side Me and the devil We were walking side by side I'm gonna love your woman, Satan 'Til I'm satisfied
nnect wit a brick fa da lowEarly this morning I heard you knock upon my door Early this morning I heard you knock upon my door I said, "Hello, Satan, I believe it's time to go" Me and the devil We were walking side by side Me and the devil We were walking side by side I'm gonna love your woman, Satan 'Til I'm satisfied
[chorus]
[verse 3]
every now and then I ride shotgun
I done always been fresh since day one
wit da rod livers khakis kangols and polos
dese other monkey niggaz tacky like hobos
dope Boi fresh or should I say razor sharp
catch me in action the definition of pimpin hard
lately I been on a roll
swooped up them old bo jacksons, sky blue on dem hoes
white baseball kangol now I'm spiffy
hell I might change clothes to dem smoke grey dickies
and dem dope Boi nikes thats how a-town kick it
and them ghetto hoes like it, even after the fight
and I'm
[chorus (3x)]
[verse 4]
I work a crease on dat biiiiitch cu
Far Away Lyrics
Well all my thoughts and this confusion Brings me down to this conclusion That I'm a man of conviction I've wasted time out of window panes No place to go to recreate The feelings that I have inside When I spend time with you We are never alone Bringin' down angels today His promises are true he's always Clos
ttin hard like a razorWell all my thoughts and this confusion Brings me down to this conclusion That I'm a man of conviction I've wasted time out of window panes No place to go to recreate The feelings that I have inside When I spend time with you We are never alone Bringin' down angels today His promises are true he's always Clos
sittin rite on dem nikes like a nigga had a tailor
always be dead fresh and I just get cause I'm a player
catch me in ben hill or cuttin hoes up in decatur
always ridin clean keep da chevy sittin rite
da 23s be killin hoes and choppin through the nite
jumpin out brand new dem tennis shoes white white
if I scuff em fuck em chuck em pull a new pair out da biick (back)
hit dat walter wit a stiiick (stack) scrape dat new shit off da riike (rack)
just gimme dat encye and dat falcons throwbiike (throwback)
da number 8 jordan in dat red and bliiick (black)
and a size number seven in dem ben hill heights
I stay
[chorus (til end)]