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THE LYRIC OF WHAT S YO NAME , T I'S SONG

 

 

The lyric of What S Yo Name, T I's song

[T.I.YoUh [12xa come on T.I.P.[NeptunesCome on [4xI said come oncome oncome oncome on[Verse 1: T.I.P.A hour train spit game from the get greenAy T.I.P. been bangin thick dames since he was 15The click came ran trains if her shit cleanThe same broad fronted y all like she Miss ThangAnd damn how da bitch seem she s a dick fiendAll though I won t elaborate I ll say she lick things and get greenShe fuck wit me because I got big dreamsAnd along wit a face she think she seen on the big screenI give it to her since she whine and her back hurtThen drive her crazy since she crying and she act worseYeahI m a rapperI m a manbut I m a mac firstI need a broad wit a bank and a fat purse... and that s first[Hook: {T.I. & Neptunes} 1x[TI m a p-i-mahm-pTold y all niggaz before about mePlenty Remi to the h-eaha-d[NSomebody buy some more dro so we can smoke pleaseNow what s yo name?[T I m pussy bumper number one[N YeahI said what s yo name?[T I m pussy bumper number one[Verse 2: T.I.P.Man trying to stop pimpin like shooting a bee-bee gun at a freight trainSo comparing us is like whine to a grape stainMy reputations great manI got a great nameI hate lamesI stay cleanand I break damesI like em small or bigger with a figure eight frameSo if she fine I bet she mine when I find timeMan I ain t lyingmine dimes I don t wine or dineLike clothesline hoes mineI m a goldmineAy I m the "King of Da South" and the throne mineI got the chrome in the Chevy and the broan mineAy man I m young but I been doing it for a long timeThat ain t my fault that bitch grown she got her own mindAn-and I m...[Hook: 1x[Verse 3:I bet some niggas think I cake her when I take her outBut come that week just watch me rape her fucking bank accountEventually the P$C hey we gone take the southThen grab the earth by the ankles and shake the paper outNigga I m bout my paper route so I m gone make a routeAnybody blocking my road to riches man I m gone take em outKeep run yo mouth making up you mind you got s to be s wit outMe I ma git a ho who gone make show my pockets seen aboutP-i-m-p-i-n-g is all I be s aboutI break a ho in break em till they broke and then I ease em outThey out of pocketI m a lock em out and leave em outAnd that don t change manseason in season outOpen up The Source shawty and see who just you reads aboutIf it ain t concernin T.I.P. a P$C a see ya outAin t nothing even you ain t cuttin then u don t see the houseBecause you know I got to practice what I preach about[HooK: 1x[NeptunesCome on [4x I said come oncome oncome oncome on[repeat[T.I.I m a p-i-mahm-pTold y all niggaz before about mePlenty Remi to the h-eaha-d

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