T.I. [FEAT. YOUNG JEEZY] lyrics : "Fuck The City Up"
This for my ^!$$%s on the block dodging one time
Grinding hard, burning up at least one nine
Put ya middle fingers in the air one time
Ride with me, $#&@ the city up one time
$#&@ the city up
$#&@ the city up
$#&@ the city up
$#&@ the city up one time
$#&@ the city up
$#&@ the city up
$#&@ the city up
$#&@ the city up one time
[Verse 1: T.I.]
Fresh out the bed getting head in a Range Rove
All about that bread, rubberbands on my bankroll
Bankhead, Simpson Road this Atlanta (*##$
So fly, so gangsta, gutter, glamorous
We living out your fantasies, suckas can't handle this
They know we run the city shawty it's unanimous
Shout it out sold yay, nine forty-four
K, Quarter, half, whole thang ^!$$% like the old days?
Hey, dope boy trap ^!$$% swag
Hundred karat chain, quarter mil in the bag
I'm no longer poppin' tags I just let 'em hang
Sucka ^!$$% doing bad I just do my thang
And I ain't frontin', straight by the book-G Code
Bad (*##$, a flat stomach, fat booty, deep throat
Twenty grand in my pants, fifty in my peacoat
Jeezy $#&@in' with me and we $#&@in' up the city ho
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Young Jeezy]
I seen &&^(le in traffic with his top off
So much Louie %#@! it looking like it knock off
Violation, that'll get ya $$# knocked off
Texas Pete ^!$$% get ya $$# hot sauce
Ever see me in the club with my shades off
It was a cool contest I guess the shades lost
28-5 yeah that's my cost
(*##$ my closet so big I swear I got lost
What? Yeah I think I'm gon' need a map
We throw them birdies in the pool make 'em swim a lap
Whip it counterclockwise, that's the backstroke
(*##$ my chain so big look like my back broke
Yeah we 'bout to $#&@ the city up, go broke
(*##$ I'm balling so hard I need the whole court
Six spots in one night they call it club hopping
That new Tip and &&^(le %#@!, it got the club rocking
[Hook]
[Verse 3: T.I. & Young Jeezy]
[T.I.:]
I'm talkin' A-Town %#@!, ex lean pound bit
Chopper, fifty round clip
Keep it with me, I 'on't slip
Anyone around Tip bout that drama boy I promise
Got a O of presidential, (*##$ I'm blowin' that Obama
[Young Jeezy:]
Yeah I'm talkin' plenty choppers, scopes on the A-R
You know how I do it, Forgiatos on the car
When I came up out the womb all I wanna be a star
Hope the feds don't stop me, life sentence in the car
[T.I.:]
Hey boy we spittin, reminiscin' bout when we was in the kitchen
Representin', ^!$$%s payin' (*##$es need to pay attention
And we on for the city freaks, this A-T-L
Do it for my ^!$$% Big Meech and B.M.F. ^!$$%
[Young Jeezy:]
^!$$%, all I blow is strong (*##$ I'm straight for the week
Order 5000 dollars, threw it all on the freaks
Order twenty-five bricks, I put em all on the streets
(*##$ it's shaketown and we turnt up while you sleep
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