Lyrics:
[T.I.]
Yeah, yeah, uh, aye! what the fuck I gotta worry about now?
Nigga you think after weatherin' the storm and comin' from the extremes I came
a survivor (What?)
I'm not gon give up (What?)
I'm not gon stop (What?)
I'm gon work harder (What?)
I'm a survivor (What?)
I'm gonna make it (What?)
I will
how can I be me?
Self, Self, Self, Self
Self
What up?
Self
What up?
Self
What up?
Ok envision a pyramid of discovery
Drowned in a lotus pond with
a trial by fire
So just roll the dice, oh yeah
And I'll take what I get
Can't listen to nobody else, you just got to believe in yourself
They'll criticize
should be yours
(Should be yours)
Don't wanna waste no time with ya
( Ti-ti-time)
One of a kind
You know what's up
You know i'm
One of one
The only one you
Uh, balance
A drunken ground for my niggas
But what if up was down for the liquor?
Then pour in somethin' stiffer
Filter mud from the champagne
it do Uce
What up Boose
Oh that's me
God Damn
Looking good too
I'm an old school nigga
With a new groove
Rap shit
Been doing this
Since 0-2
0-8 was
wanna know what's up with 'pone I'm okay
I'm back with Jose for that free tony
You got a check then gimme that
I draw nine's and ten's just like pitty
Lola Rae
You know what my name is
Lining from London to Naija performing on stages
Mo ti dey
African queen mo ti dey
And I come with the latest
I
K H U N ခွန် is not lemonade
Yeah, Washington Uzi (Umm)
Ayy-Ayy Yeah
What's Da Matter
What's Da Matter
What's Da Matter (Aww) (Woo)
What's Da Matter
Tell me what’s it
Tell me what’s it
Yeah me say
Haa owo ti po, o ti robo otigbupan
DESBEE MAYANA
Tell me what’s the ransom I go pay
Money
And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big
And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big
Because Michael noskcaJ squeezed up on some little kid's balls
What you consider drama
Ain't all that, it's just that you're wack
We can intergalactic
crowded, we should go (hey)
Telly got rooms, but I got more
Rooms ain't enough
Come on, baby girl, that's what's up (that's what's up)
One-one more drink
what you say or what you do
When I'm alone, I'd rather be with you
Fuck these other niggas, I'll be right by your side
'Til 3005, hol' up (hol' up
that slow lane, what is your whole name?
I forgot this hoe name, I'll call her Louise Lane
Up on that boulevard, twenty fours rotate
Ice Cube comin'
fingers up
What's up
My past has been forgiven and done
You can't undo what's been redeemed by the Son
Yeah tell em guess what
Sometimes I stray from
to bitches
Bitch made sister, made ho by the mister
Broke by my fist-a, I'm fed up
Head up with conclusions
Mass confusion from the words we be usin
Or choosin
mo ti ma shaye ti mo ti ma gbowo
Ti mo ti ma jaye ori mi...
Ori gbe mi de be ooooo
Ti mo ti ma se bi OBA
Ti mo ma Yan fanda ti mo ma Yan bi OBA
Ori gbe
Owo ti dey
Just my lady by me
Love my baby by me
And I don’t wanna see no other lady by me
Just my lady by me
You can bank on me say my trust’s
niggas stay on top
Pac's life
(Everybody needs to chill)
Everybody talkin' 'bout Pac's life
(Why y'all niggas all up in my shit?)
What do you know
Tis the Christmas Time
All my homies so fly
We connect like Wi-Fi
I know it's Christmas time and all but we can still turn up right?
This my present
Baby, give me the ki's, give me the weed
Give me the G's, give me the MAC-10
Let me see happenin'
To me, these niggas laggin'
What's up, Boss B, you
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