T.I. Lyrics
T.I. Lyrics
"Front Back Lyrics"
Jigsaw You Lyrics
Fifty six falcon, across the old laundry, I tasted Jigsaw you, how I hate to see this wasted Thinkin' of a parallel These lines won't cut but all it takes is finding some Way to weld Some way to weld
Fifty six falcon, across the old laundry, I tasted Jigsaw you, how I hate to see this wasted Thinkin' of a parallel These lines won't cut but all it takes is finding some Way to weld Some way to weld
(feat. U.G.K.)
"Back, front back, fr-front back, fr-front back, side to side" - [repeated throughout]
[Mannie Fresh]
Ladies and gentlemen.. Fre-fre-fre-fresh!
[T.I. - talking]
T.I.P., aye!
I know a lot of y'all niggaz out there, man who ain't up on this down south shit
Probably wonderin' what the fuck you listenin' to right now, ahah!
King amongst kings! It's an absolute honor and a pleasure y'know I'm sayin'
To bring you.. some gangsta shit of catastrophic proportions
All the UGK alumni like myself know what this is man
Hey Bun! Pimp C nigga!
[T.I.]
I gotta '66 Impala so fresh
White top, burnt drop wit' the choppers on deck
It was off, Panda motor on a '94 'Vette
Fish bowl, televisions pimpin' I ain't done yet
I got the checker red leather and I'm sittin' on chrome
On 26 inches just to get my roll on
On a
Man O'Sand to Girl O'Sea Lyrics
I WANT YOU BACK Feel so sure of our love I'll write a song about us breaking up. "The Traffic Lights on the Street of Love" Have just turned red...turned red, and Man O'Sand to Girl O'Sea Says it's love you'll get from me Man O'Sand to Girl O'Sea Says it's love you'll get from me I want you back- Say it isn't so. Tears for certain there's no relief I feel no better with wet cheeks. An
Jesus songs on, make them bitches get lowI WANT YOU BACK Feel so sure of our love I'll write a song about us breaking up. "The Traffic Lights on the Street of Love" Have just turned red...turned red, and Man O'Sand to Girl O'Sea Says it's love you'll get from me Man O'Sand to Girl O'Sea Says it's love you'll get from me I want you back- Say it isn't so. Tears for certain there's no relief I feel no better with wet cheeks. An
I get that ass raised up, like Dr. Dre six four
Hey, come up in my hood, bet them bitches know Tip
If you tell 'em you wit' him, all them bitches gon' strip
If I show up in yo' hood, I bet you niggaz won't trip
Once I empty out this clip, I bet you niggaz gon' dip
Or get hit up in yo'...
"Back, front back, fr-front back, fr-front back, side to side" - [repeat 2X]
Never let hoe ass niggaz ride!!
"Back, front back, fr-front back, fr-front back, side to side" - [repeat 2X]
And we never let hoe ass niggaz ride!!
[Bun B]
It's the Gulf Way Boulevard gangsta
Swangin' on T.I., essence of fo's (essence of fo's)
Pirellis and blazin' 'em crews of hoe
I'm a playa, you can tell by how I choose my hoes
When it gets to swangin' on the curb, you might lose ya toes
Dedicated to the slab (slab)
5:15 Lyrics
Oh-h-h-h 5:15 is just a train 5:24 it leaves the station again Tell me why Did she go 5:15 is just a line Big Mac train took the girl of mine Tell me where does she go Tell me where does she go What big dreams we had Now I watch those dreams all fade and die What big plans we had Now I watch those trains go rolling by Rolling by Rolling by I'm watching the trains The trains
the dunks (dunks), the drops (drops)Oh-h-h-h 5:15 is just a train 5:24 it leaves the station again Tell me why Did she go 5:15 is just a line Big Mac train took the girl of mine Tell me where does she go Tell me where does she go What big dreams we had Now I watch those dreams all fade and die What big plans we had Now I watch those trains go rolling by Rolling by Rolling by I'm watching the trains The trains
The candy painted cars wit' the chopped off tops (off tops)
Now put ya diamonds up against the wood wheel
Lean back or throw ya leather, chunk a deuce, and show your grill
Keep it trill, this the south baby, Texas and GA
T.I. reppin' for Bankhead, I'm reppin' for P.A. (for P.A.)
Now pop ya trunk, get it crunk, it's time to ride
Show them boys you got that front back and side to side baby
"Back, front back, fr-front back, fr-front back, side to side" - [repeat 2X]
Never let hoe ass niggaz ride!!
"Back, front back, fr-front back, fr-front back, side to side" - [repeat 2X]
And we never let hoe ass niggaz ride!!
[Pimp C]
I'm switchin' lane to lane (uh), leanin' on the switch (on the switch)
Sippin' on the barre, smokin' green and hittin' licks
Bumpin' Too $hort baby, in the candy red whips (wh
Respect Lyrics
Respect Respect You gotta show the fucking respect [Repeat Over And Over]
ips)Respect Respect You gotta show the fucking respect [Repeat Over And Over]
Drop the top and pimp the lot and watch the trunk do tricks (do tricks)
Pimp C, I keep my money on my mind (mind)
Keep a hooker on the track and keep a swisher full of pine (pine)
If y'know like I know, you wouldn't try it (try it)
Wanna jack me for my candy car, you must wanna die (wanna die)
But I don't really wanna hit ya wit' this hot thang
I just wanna get some brain in the turnin' lane
Comin' down creepin' slow, sippin' on a poor fo'
Bangin' on the screw, and keep the pistol right here in the do' [echoes]
"Back, front back, fr-front back, fr-front back, side to side" - [repeat 2X]
Never let hoe ass niggaz ride!!
"Back, front back, fr-front back, fr-front back, side to side" - [repeat 2X]
And we never let hoe ass niggaz ride!!
"Back, front back, fr-front back, fr-front back, side to side" - [repeat 2X]