Клип T.I. ft. Lil Wayne - Wit Me
Клип T.I. ft. Lil Wayne - Wit Me
T.I. ft. Lil Wayne Wit Me
T.I. ft. Lil Wayne Wit Me
T.I. ft. Lil Wayne Wit Me
Текст Песни T.I. ft. Lil Wayne - Wit Me
"Wit Me" (feat. Lil Wayne) [Verse 1: Lil Wayne] Bitch! Put my dick on yo face, put my gun in yo purse Put my work in yo pussy, bitch don't come on a word Pass the weed to your slime, these niggas greener than lime So many knots in my pockets, the bitch need a massage I was born in the drought, I hope I die in yo mouth If you're a rat you should've died as a mouse The weed louder than the opera house, 'til the fat lady sings Drop codeine in my punch, I'm 'bout to take a swing If niggas thinkin' I'm soft, I'll knock yo thinkin' cap off I get blood out these pussies, I'm a stinking tampon This for my niggas back home, I'm still New Orleans regardless Got bitches fallin' like august, can sell that bullshit to a tourist My bitch is badder than me, call that Adam & Eve I do tricks on my skateboard, not up my sleeve I kiss yo bitch on the neck, shoot your man in the head Hit his mama address then send his parents his head I play with pussy, not these niggas Crucify these niggas Kidnap 'em call their boss so ask 'em who gon' buy these niggas Got Lil Wayne on her ass, Lil Tunechi on her titties To kill me you gotta die wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me (Wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) [Hook: T.I.] We ain't playin', got 100 racks (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) In the van got 100 gats (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) Streets (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) She's (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) He's (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) (I'm wit you!) We ain't playin', got 100 racks (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) In the van got 100 gats (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) Strong (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) Gas (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) Drank (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) [Verse 2: T.I.] I ain't never been dumb my nigga Or sucka neither, go ahead play around wit it Cash on deck, they be layin' round wit it Gotta cake up, where the suckas playin' rounds wit it I'm cold, don't believe me, just ask yo bitch I swear she know her legs up high She spread eagle and then took in my big ego I'm stupid, ask Tunechi and them Let me tell you a little something 'bout me I talk shit, break like Muhammad Ali Damn, whoop a nigga ass like Muhammad Ali I'm thrown, no catchin' me These niggas in the game – so sad to me I'm sure no one would care we Just put them out their misery But no sympathy and no green, uh uh Leave home with no heat, uh uh Can nigga talk bullshit of records and see 'em in public And they never do nothing You violator, demonstrations I'ma Put niggas up under, wherever we want I got racks in my pocket right next to my lamas I'm mowin' my bag, the purple mohana Get after my girl and it's round whatever So don't be struck down when you seein' me nigga Whoever fuck with me be smoking the Sadie You ready for war, you 'bout that like really You catch me in Cali, you catch me in Phily See me in Miami, the coppers is wit me Don't kick no niggas who be gossippin' with me Lookin' for yo bitch but she probably (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) [Hook: T.I.] We ain't playin', got 100 racks (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) In the van got 100 gats (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) Streets (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) She's (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) He's (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) (Talk to 'em!) We ain't playin', got 100 racks (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) In the van got 100 gats (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) Strong (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) Gas (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) Drank (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) [Verse 3: Lil Wayne] Uh, pussy money weed with me Before you judge me I plead guilty I wish a nigga would, I won't get a splinter Just bought a chicken, 'bout to break it down into chicken tenders This block booming, I'm not human My drop zoomin', my eyes groomin' One giant leap for mankind I'm high as moon men, how have you been? Gun ain't on my waist But it ain't that far away I'm sparkling like some Chardonnay Here today, gone today I play with pussy, not these niggas Crucify these niggas Kidnap 'em call their boss so ask 'em who gon' buy these niggas Got Lil Wayne on her ass, Lil Tunechi on her titties To kill me you gotta die wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me [Verse 4: T.I.] Hey Wayne wait man, these niggas ain't true Julio on the yard, these niggas can't do These niggas ain't King, these niggas ain't Tune Got the game locked up, covered every angle Got the outside, inside, middle lane too All sold up nigga, hold up nigga Pimps on the loop, put yo hoes up nigga Handcuff that bitch when we roll up nigga We'll hit that bitch come pull up Hair head and shoulders up cover hole up in here With the legs hanging out, is she dead? Just about Then we rollin' some loud and leave up out the house We leave up the house, counting 100's and 50's And go do a show for 250 We sell out arenas at hundreds of cities These niggas want trouble? I'm bringing it with me [Hook: T.I.] We ain't playin', got 100 racks (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) In the van got 100 gats (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) Streets (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) She's (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) He's (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) (I'm with you!) We ain't playin', got 100 racks (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) In the van got 100 gats (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) Strong (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) Gas (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) Drank (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) [Outro: Lil Wayne] They ain't fuckin' wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me No, they ain't fuckin' wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me Yo T.I. They ain't fuckin' with us pimp Ahhh! My bad I didn't mean to scream. Sorry

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