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T.I. lyrics : "Memories Back Then"


[Verse 1: T.I.]
Aye, in my apartment a long time ago

I knew a bad (*##$, but she was kind of slow
Still gave it up when it's a few of us
She let me finger $#&@ her on the school bus

We used to cut school with her and run train
She want to hang with us, we want one thing
Just penetrating her throat, dawg

She choke on it like smoke, dawg
But whenever I $#&@ed up my reup
In a dice game I go see her

She'll give me enough to buy a quarter ounce
And then blow a blunt of that reefa
She used to buy a ^!$$% new sneakers

Pay the bill on my beeper
Just so she can pay to put a "69"
And I know it time to go freak her

Then one day I just asked her
"Why you always give your $$# up?
I mean damn these hoes get paid

All you do is get laid, this %#@! don't add up."
She said, "Tip, all I wanna do is feel love
Even if I know it ain't real love

Even if I know a ^!$$% only finna hit it
And then never call back, I still $#&@"
And that's $#&@ed up, she's so trill

I need somethin', she go steal
When the trap hot and police ride
^!$$%, guess where we go chill?

For 'bout four years she held dope
And my four pounds till' it goes down
I remember shawty, she stayed down

I won't say her name because she married now

[Hook: Kris Stephens]

When the lights go out
And I'm in my bed
I think of all the madness in my head

All of the things that I did back then
When I'm in my bed
I think of all the memories I've had

All of the things I did back then

[Verse 2: B.o.B]

She would always turn heads when she'd fall through
She would always make moves how a boss do
And she never gave any ^!$$% time of day

But she the chick all the ^!$$%s tried to talk to
But when it came to me, she had a thing for me
When we kick it she roll up the weed for me

And we'd both cut class post up in the cut steady
Watching just to see if the police coming
We got close over time, her and I

Right around the time that I first got signed
Come to think about it I was 'bout 17
I ain't even have a license, couldn't even drive

I was going back and forth with these flights
Another show after show, each night
She became so suspicious of these other (*##$es

She'd go through my phone and we'd fight
Talk about torn between the two
Wasn't really much more that we could do

Wasn't really much much space for us
But she stayed down with every tour she seen me do
But I guess one night I had a few, huh one night I had a few

Yeah, this little chick that caught my eye
I told her "hurry up, meet me at the room"
And no, I didn't have a contraceptive

And my common sense neglected
And two months later next thing I know I got a text that said "I'm pregnant"
And you can almost bet she kept it

That's the reason why you left me
On top of all that
It wasn't even mine, I went and got paternity tested

Damn!

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar]

Wait, hold up, is that you?
With them big ol' thighs after school?
Jay 305 had gave me high five when I said Iâ??m in hot pursuit
You said I wonâ??t ride until Kendrick drive
A new Monte Carlo that cruise

And that shot my pride, I tried to improv
But no freestyle I never do
You looking for the ^!$$% with the tallest 'fetti
You overlooking every ^!$$% that ainâ??t quite ready
To make it rain on you like about to break a levy

Hold up, that #~!!@ petty
Yeah your nails did your hair did
Your cell phone is selfish
It only got numbers that come with a Hummer
Her new prima donna I smelt it

Tried to make you mine, ho!
Tried to make some time, ho!
But I ainâ??t got the time or the patience to stop and wait in line, ho!
Her dreams holds Versace, she fall for Armani
Only deal with rich ^!$$%s
$#&@ you and Mitt Romney

Iâ??m grown now Iâ??m on my own now
Iâ??m po-o-o-oppin' change my phone now
When I get home now I got o-o-o-options
Fast forward, wait is that you?
With them big old thighs after school?
And your 3 kids and 3 baby daddies and car note thatâ??s overdue?
I know


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