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thing down, flip it and reverse it
Ti esrever dna ti pilf nwod gniht ym tup I
Ti esrever dna ti pilf nwod gniht ym tup I

If you got a big, let me search
my thing down, flip it and reverse it
Ti esrever dna ti pilf nwod gniht ym tup I
Ti esrever dna ti pilf nwod gniht ym tup I

If you got a big, let
my thing down, flip it and reverse it
Ti esrever dna ti pilf nwod gniht ym tup I
Ti esrever dna ti pilf nwod gniht ym tup I

If you got a big, let
[T.I.] 
Yo, uh. [Repeat: x12]
A come on, T.I.

[Neptunes]
Come on. [Repeat: x2] 
I said come on, come on, come on, come on.

[T.I.]
A hour
Do re me fa so la ti
This little creature was a-passing me
He got a whole lot of rhythm when he walks
And I can hear music, baby, when he talks
[Chorus: x2]
Money, hoes, cars and clothes
That's how all my niggaz know
Blowin dro, twenty-fo'
That's how all my niggaz roll

[T.I.]
In
Virginia, New Orleans, ya heard me?
All the classy ones like to act like they a virgin
And the nasty ones like when I talk to'em dirty
But I'm breakin'
Acts of defiance done to you by me
Suffering in silence as far as eyes can see

No death 'til dawn
I awaken
All are forwarned
Last breaths taken
Break it
my thing down, flip it and reverse it
Ti esrever dna ti pilf nwod gniht ym tup I
Ti esrever dna ti pilf nwod gniht ym tup I

If you got a big, let
[T.I. - talking]
What? (Nigga, what.)
I'm the King of the Motherfuckin south. (Huh, what? I'm T.I.P nigga.)
Picture that, nigga. (Try me then nigga.
[T.I.]
What? (Nigga, what.)
I'm the King of the Motherfuckin south. 
(Huh, what? I'm T.I.P nigga.)
Picture that, nigga. 
(Try me then nigga.
my thing down, flip it and reverse it
Ti esrever dna ti pilf nwod gniht ym tup I
Ti esrever dna ti pilf nwod gniht ym tup I

If you got a big, let
I hear bells a ringin' and my heart is singin' a song
The way I'm a feelin' I know it won't be long
So get closer to me say lip-to-tip just
[Rap Verse: T.I. + (T.I.P. alter ego)]
I wanna talk to you shawty (Why?)'Cause you be trippin' sometimes
(Man I'm just trying stay true to what I
'm the KING and you can't deny me 
Iss T.I.P niggaz bet' not try me be-be Bitches trynna act slow m- mad about my cash flow 
Be-Bitches trynna act slow m-mad
[T.I.] 
Hey! Hey! Hey!

[Chorus: Pharrell Williams (T.I.)] 
(But she's a freak though)
She got angel eyes, wit the baby face
(But she's a freak
money, we ain't learn how to act
All in the V.I.P. spendin' four or five stacks
You can tell it's T.I.P. from how I bend my hat
Send the waitress
effect
And black caught [Incomprehensible]

No don't test me, checks from the ass to the throne
Grown, I'ma do it my way, oh, by the way, I don't play
So
into effect
And black caught ?
No don't test me
Checks from the ass to the throne
Grown, I'ma do it my way
Oh, by the way, I don't play
So what you
you
You act like you've got something to prove

Hey Yo
Why you gotta tip-toe
Why you hot yo?
Like I don't know baby
What are you saying so?
I
'm like a monkey on a vine 
Goin' up the scale and I will prevail 
Sharper than the point on the tip of a nail 
Movin' with the speed of a thief
the brothers act fools

When I turn a party out, all hands is in the air
Some say it's chill, new york throw chairs
The punk funk sound to make a sane man
Throw your hands in the sky, nigga
I'm stickin' ice picks on the tip of ya dick
Give your testicles a swift kick, ain't that some shit?
Am I hard
[T.I.]
Hey take a good look at me, now picture me unhappy
No cash and outta fashion, not flashing
Picture me doing bad even if I wasn't rapping
at and T.I.P. be trillin' at
Ride wit' a G, come and ride wit' a G
All through the A.T.L., come and ride wit' a G

[T.I.]
See me ridin' through Atlanta in