T.I. Lyrics

T.I. Lyrics

"Do It Lyrics"

Money For Sex Lyrics
Let the buyer beware and prepare for the scare of 1991, yo brothers get dumb without no remorse, yo gas they hand and then they thrown off course, yo I coulda told ya so I'm no dummy girls out there will act funny for the money if ya rollin' in dough, she'll treasure ya instead of a pager she carries a cash register
[Verse 1]
You looking good in them guess's shawty showing yo ass
Make a nigga wanna grab a hold of yo ass
Strip you out yo couchie dress and hit the flo' wit yo ass
When I leave the club I wanna see some more of yo ass
I ain't tricking shit but I might spend some dough on yo ass
The way you bouncin on my dick and grindin' slow wit yo ass
Hit the v.i.p. wit me I po' some moe' fo yo ass
Just so I can see you out there bouncin yo ass
If I leave the club wit something rather go wit yo ass
Them other broads fine but you a pro wit yo ass
When I see u poppin and droppin I know it's yo ass
In a crowd full of hoes I would notice yo ass

[Bridge: T.I.]
A now
Coathanger Lyrics
You did it once before, you'll do it once again You use to be with me and you use to be my friend, Like Brutus and his knife, this is our ides The wounds in our back was the way that we died You made me a promise That you would be there for me If you do not want this Go away let me be So much to say for your promise and wa
a thug done chose
And I don't give a damn if the club done closed
Give the DJ a dub tell him spin one mo
So I can finish watching you poppin yo
shakin yo, droppin yo, bouncin yo ass

[Hook: T.I. & Females]
[T] Now all my guls say
[F] Do it baby stick it baby
[T] Yeeeah, bounce ya ass and holla
[F] Do it baby stick it baby
[T] Alright, a in the club say
[F] Do it baby stick it baby
[T] Okay, so if ya wit it holla
[F] Do it baby stick it baby
[repeat]

[Verse 2]
I see ya every Friday night outside the club in da line wit ya partners
Shawty you see all that ass poking out them Dolce Gabbana's
Hey as soon as she get in I'm a find
Don't Let's Start Lyrics
Don't don't don't let's start This is the worst part Could believe for all the world That you're my precious little girl But don't don't don't let's start I've got a weak heart And I don't get around how you get around When you are alone you are the cat, you are the phone You are an animal The words I'm singing no
er ass
The first record the DJ spend I'm behind her ass
I don't care if I got some henn' I'm putting down my glass
Just so I can get out there and grind her ass
Wit yo fine ass, must I remind yo ass?
You da baddest thing in here that's why I'm eyeing yo ass
In ya Iceberg suit, ya face looking cute and I like those boots
Ya nails all pretty and ya hair due too
I'm fucking wit you, shit just choose and we'll be fucking by two

[Bridge: 1x]

[Hook: 1x]

[Verse 3]
I made this song to let you know shit that I see ya when you workin dat ass
Make a nigga think later on he gone be twerkin' that ass
And I can tell by the way you throw it back it ain't no
Your Swaying Arms Lyrics
Send me back all the thing she ever wrote Tell me secrets of her days when she was young Show me nights when she laughed So innocent I`ll be happy Waiting till they come Love the people that she smiled upon Walk with me in streets Where she once stood Say if it could be that we once passed like strangers Long
urting dat ass
And ain't no room for nothing else in that skirt but that ass
The jiggling shawty, got a nigga shivering shawty
And if you don't know what to do wit you better give it here shawty
Put a bend in her back, I'm throwing the dick she giving it back
I tell her if you ever give me dat ass I ain't giving it back
She bouncing her ass, later on I'm a blow a ounce wit her ass
Ride out wit her ass, cut sumethin' on the couch wit her ass
Then bounce to her pad, coz you know it ain't no housing her ass
Coz since the first time I seen her, all I been thinking bout is her ass

[Bridge: 1x]

[Hook: 1x]

Do it baby stick it baby [8x then end]