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T.I. lyrics : "Here I Go"

featuring Mystikal

[Verse 1: Young Dro]

^!$$%s try me, catch fifty first
Choppa so big ^!$$% hit reverse
I'mma draw down on you and your partner so perfect

You gon' think this %#@! rehearsed
I can spit the verse but can't handle the repercussions
AK clips and Russians

Blood is rushing, cold-ass Swiss accounts
So you know the coats is Tuscan
Teddy Ruxpin, ^!$$%, I'm a bear

Black kush, weed, ^!$$%, put it in the air
Black mink cover up the living room chair
Chinchillas cover up my (*##$es over there

Westside, I can make a killing over there
Eastside, I can't pimp without Slim
Spodee on deck, can't kill it without him

Three crazy, front pocket on dip, blow
[Hook: Spodee]
I was kickin' my %#@!, just cooling, 'bout to smoke another O

Kickin' my feet up, young ^!$$% G'd up, probably rollin' with your ho
Now all these folks got somethin' to say about where I be and where I go
I heard ^!$$%s was lookin' for me, #~!!@ ^!$$%, here I go

Here I go, here I go (#~!!@ ^!$$%, here I go)
Here I go, here I go
[Verse 2: Spodee]

Probably with your (*##$ - big butt, can't fit up in the Six
A hundred whole bucks'll get you two purple zips
A hundred whole bands made the AP glitch

She don't wanna $#&@ me, she wanna $#&@ my wrist
Tell her like Young Dro: ?$#&@ that (*##$? (I said $#&@ that (*##$)
Bought a 357, went back to the neighborhood, bought that (*##$

[Verse 3: T.I.]
You ^!$$%s better go on with the buster %#@!
I send 50 then empty out another clip

I'm Westside ridin' my hooptie still
On the phone seeing where my little cousin is
(I'm on the Southside right now)

(It ain't nothin' in the whip but some dope and some tools)
And ^!$$% we so deep, so don't even
If it ain't on me, I'm strapped like a fool, biotch!

(I know a ^!$$% that cut work, (*##$)
(Ride with bricks like it's no risk)
(Buddy, yay cost two bands)

I'm so ma'$#&@in' focussed
But these ^!$$%s said they G?
They some !@#( to me

Ten years in the game, still a rookie to me
You don't like what I'm saying?
Hail Marys in your face right now

Yeah, ^!$$%, you ain't gotta look for me
[Hook]
[Verse 4: Shad da God]

I'm made for this - steak and lobster, my table's dish
Been kickin' this flavour %#@!
No Lacoste but this 'gator, (*##$ (watch out, ho)

Dro is my brother from another mother, we made the clique
Me and Slim from Decatur, trick
$#&@ with us, get your tater split

I spit rhymes like I'm 6′9 and my cadences
Leave pricks tryna to depict lines
Clique tryna portray this %#@! ((*##$)

(*##$ I'm big time, don't play with this
I've got six 9s, when I clip mine
Your whole clique dying, Arcadians (yeah?)

We the 300, ^!$$%
If you want the ho, you'd better come and get her
It's pimpin here, I ain't no baby sitter

I've got 30 shoes with 'gator in 'em (checks)
#~!!@-ass ^!$$%s so lame, go all bare for the limelight (limelight)
$#&@ what you heard, that chopper'll get a ma'$#&@a's mind right

[Hook]
[Verse 5: Mystikal]
They be swinging on a trapper like a lumberjack

I'm doper than a drum full of crack
I get it popping light a lightning bolt
Yeah, mother$#&@er, I got my thunder back
My looks made your sister wanna ride the dick
My beats made your brother wanna bow to rap

My smoke strong, made your daddy wanna roll a blunt
Your mama holler: ?Ain't nobody got time for that!?
Turn from a human to a wolf on the song
(*##$ I rip these shows, you can ask these hoes
They be standin' in the front screaming: ?We want more!?

I was at it for an hour
She couldn't catch her breath, but she still want more
After the show, I handle my mother$#&@in' business
Need I say more?
T.I. sent me a song and said: ?OG, merk that (*##$!?

He said it real familiar, and it was real familiar
So I lit up and hurt that (*##$
Give a $#&@? Never, sir
Don't give a %#@!, suck my dick
Give a damn, here I am - you lookin' for me, (*##$?!

[Hook]

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