paroles de chanson Danny Glover - T.I.

I got somethin' for you lookin'-ass niggas
Week and a half, I'mma be in that ass...
It's like I'm working on an album and a mixtape
At the same motherfucking time!
Okay, cool, okay, bool, I love her
I'mma save her, yes, like Danny Glover
I'mma call my partner 'fore I fuck her mother
I pass them a molly, now they kiss each other
Every time I fuck I gotta hit me least like two
Bitches
For that dope he whipped, you need a new wrists
Foreign car outside, that bitch got two digits
Money stand like eight feet just like two midgets
Who the fuck told you that Young Thugger
Thugger don't fuck up the beat?
I got six cars and I also got rentals and all of 'em
Tinted
No, I'm not Nipsey, not from L.A., but I got keys to
The city
I fuck it, I suck it, I beat it down, then she beat me
To the ceilin'
Stoner my lifestyle, I'm livin' too wild
I came to make you proud, that money keep her
Around
In love with her head, I can't turn it down
Can't wait for my time to come back around
She see that you don't got Lil Haiti's style
Plus I just seen Snoop on Girls Gone Wild
I just bought a Bentley and a bitch came with it
Young rich nigga hittin' million dollar licks
Balling in New York like a motherfucking Knick
You better have them racks, you ever want to
Hear me spit
And everywhere I go I got a pass like the staff
I'm goin' off top like a motherfuckin' lay up
357, six shots like Al
I left ten bands in a motherfuckin' cab
Every time I come out I ain't never with no new
Bitches
These bitches is stealing, I'mma sue bitches
Dripping down his dick, this pussy too vicious
Every time I fuck him I say "Whose is it?"
Who the fuck tell 'em that they was like Nicki? Oh
No, bitches didn't!
I'mma give bitches a minute of shine then I'll tell
'Em good riddance
To raise a child, it might take a village
But I wouldn't know cause these bitches my
Sons; yes, they was, and they still is
Gave him the kitten, now that nigga smitten
Told him to hop in my foreign and then I said
"No, I'm just kiddin'!"
Hell of a livin', you bitches on chitlins
When I come out of my mansion
Some bread to the pigeons
Bitches is lyin', they lyin', they lyin', they lie in
They bio
So I ain't fuckin' with chickens unless I got pico
De gallo
Girls is plottin', what more could they steal?
Tell Justin Timberlake that I am comin for
Jessica Biel
Bitch I'm a star-rah, you niggas, I holla tomarrah
Doors go up cause I am too rich to cop a
Gallardo
No regular doors, on Aventadors
Painted it pink just so I could take pictures while
You rented yours
Hell of a ticket, hell of a price
I want it, I get it, I wire the money, I never think
Twice
I am not gay, but lesbi precise
Cause if she pretty, then watch it cause I'mma be
Fuckin' ya wife
I knew I was gonna run my money up and
Everybody didn't
All these niggas pussy niggas, tellin' on they
Partner
Hope the pussy nigga get a bigger sentence
Pussy nigga play, I'm coming back with the K
And I'mma shoot that motherfucker 'til he livid
Bitches wanna see a nigga thumb through it fast
I'mma name myself Young Thugga tenant
100 bands at a time
I fronted you bands, but you
I don't like using profanity but the Young Thugger
Will cut you
All of my cups are muddy
I fuck my bitches' buddies
I just want nut like Buddy
All of my bitches buddies
Panamera with the tinted roof
All the niggas dogs goin', "Roof"
Top notch shawty, nigga ring came with karats
Young nigga rich, jewelry colder than the attic
If she ain't a virgin then that bitch is only average
I can't even hear ya, baby, get rid of the static
I can't learn a bitch, but I learned mathematics
I just ball her down whenever she call my pattern