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More & More

by T.I.

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Some shit never change, nigga Aha, ay, yeah Frank Muller, put 1 2 to your medulla Habla, gun dada, there is none hotter I'm so alone with your girl, it's just somethin' 'bout her I'm having fun with her, you better come get her I fuck her face plus one on the (?) And make another girl lick it up, I'ma dumb nigga Since a young nigga, I've been a made man My bitches come with a fat ass and a spray tan Spend a whole bad, then run up more And with a 100k, shooting dice 10 to 4 If, playing poker, put the sack up, go all in (?), double down, we ain't go to Dubai If you wanna win big, the rig gotta be high All them bad bitches all on your dick, you gotta be fly He cool but he not a T.I., I will be damned Watch him do designer drugs by the grams, get what they asked for Life be action packed but don't nothing' distract from the cash flow Dope boy fashion, avoid fuck boys hatin' with a passion I'm sucka-ducking gettin' money A hard dick all a bitch got coming, yeah All I know is more and more (aha) Going to the green 'fore I'm going blue Do it all against the odds, baby, lord knows Putting on, homie, that's what I was born fo' (you know what this is) Hundred bands (yeah) All I know is more and more (aha) (wassup) Going to the green 'fore I'm going blue (tip, I got you, nigga) Do it all against the odds, baby, lord knows Putting on, homie, that's what I was born fo' (you, know what this is) Hundred bands Dope boy, bitch I ain't got to say it again It's the king and the don, you gotta play it again Drop your top lace you boots up, grab your scale All you see are triples e's like you're weightin' a whale See, I'm straight up out the gutter, it ain't hard to tell Flex, made that yellow butter, it ain't hard to sell Got thirty rounds on my hip, make it hard to walk (damn) Caller from a private number, make it hard to stalk Drop the top on a 'rari, nigga, I'm so made Let the dawn in the (?), I'm so paid And she came to the mansion, yeah, the bitch got slayed Skinny dipping in the pool yeah, your bitch got saved All I know is more and more (aha) Going to the green 'fore I'm going blue Do it all against the odds, baby, lord knows Putting on, homie, that's what I was born fo' (you know what this is) Hundred bands (yeah) All I know is more and more (aha) (more and more) Going to the green 'fore I'm going blue Do it all against the odds, baby, lord knows Putting on, homie, that's what I was born fo' Hundred bands All I know is get this check and the respect Lot of family from Atlanta to Hawaii and back Why would you act slow, know or not An asshole, get your ass blown So move off 'fore doing too much Had it with the other niggas that was tryna move up It is what is, ain't no way to make a do-up Better know that we was selling crack until we blew up Was trapping, everybody knew us And then the mill' came I've been through so much shit that I'm numb to it, don't feel pain Just heard "urban legend" the other day and it still bang Get a (?) (get it) Make it double, want some weight, you need some bigger muscles (you need it) Finesse the plan, then work your way through it, without (?) busted Trying not to kill a sucka, that's a hard job (ya dig) But I'ma still try my hand with a car show Boy, I've been getting it out the mud since 14, making it do what it does True trap nigga All I know is more and more (aha) Going to the green 'fore I'm going blue Do it all against the odds, baby, lord knows Putting on, homie, that's what I was born fo' (you know what this is) Hundred bands (yeah) All I know is more and more (aha) (more and more) Going to the green 'fore I'm going blue Do it all against the odds, baby, lord knows Putting on, homie, that's what I was born fo' Hundred bands All I know is Some more and some more is all I know, man You know what I mean? Big, big shit popping for a long time, you understand that? Hey, been doing this shit for bread and meat We don't make it, we don't eat, you understand? Yeah, talk while we spit is what we do all do, man I mean, try to be humble as I can be But truth be told, none of you niggas can fuck with me, you understand that? It's the motherfuckin' king, nigga Come hell or high water, accept no substitution Stay solid all the way through it Fuck what a hater got to say What I did, can nobody undo Built this shit with my bare hands, man Bare witness to the greatness It's upon you This is the dime trap

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