T.I. Lyrics
T.I. Lyrics
"Trap Muzik Lyrics"
I Am In Love Lyrics
I am dejected. I am depressed. Yet resurrected and sailing the crest. Why this elation, mixed with deflation? What explanation? I am in love. Such conflicting questions rise around in my brain: Should I order cynanide or order champagne? Oh, what is this sudden jolt? I feel like a frightened colt, just hit by a thunderbolt. I am in
I am dejected. I am depressed. Yet resurrected and sailing the crest. Why this elation, mixed with deflation? What explanation? I am in love. Such conflicting questions rise around in my brain: Should I order cynanide or order champagne? Oh, what is this sudden jolt? I feel like a frightened colt, just hit by a thunderbolt. I am in
(feat. Mac Boney)
This a trap
This aint no album
This aint no game
This a trap (trap muzik)
[Repeat 8x]
[1st Verse]
Welcome back to the trap
Niggas back in the trap
Wit another heavy chevy
Big dope boys and trap
All you rap niggas role out
I trap when it's cold out
Whack niggas flyin
But I stay down to I'm sold out
Cause down a hundred ground
Like a rapping in a dope house
Man wherever I be
The feds got me scoped out
Mother fucker let my nuts hang
Block out the duc canes
Cook it to it bubbles
Doulble fast as a mustang
I know you think you fuck man
But little showty tuff man
Been a long time
Since a nigg from Alanta
Spit this nuts game
Celebrate, celebrate Dance to the music ... Slippin’ away, sittin’ on a pillow Waitin’ for night to fall Girl in a dream, sittin’ on a pillow This is the night We’re going to the celebrity ball Satin and lace, isn’t it a pity Didn’t find time to call Ready or not Gonna make it to the city This is the night
So how could they give nigga
The feelin that a real nigga
Would get around a real nigga
All they do is still niggas ideas
And rhythm wit em
Holla sumthin similar
Talking bout the hood
Like they hung in em
I got a million rhythms
Want em come get em
What bitch you pussy nigga
I'm just havin fun wit em
[chorus repeat 8x]
[verse 2]
Still telling niggas
I aint wholing I aint crolling
When the 12 hit the corner
I aint brolling I aint rolling
Keep the coat stretch out
Like Carl Louis Hamstring
Stepped on like I'm working
With the damn thing
Drible baby aint seen
What I do to a ounce of doe
A whip man on my pager
Like I pay
If I Wrote You Lyrics
Words and music by Dar Williams I never thought you were the letter writing type so now I see the words you chose the way you write so I started to write back about the trees in the snow and I saw a bird, couldn't say what it was but I thought you'd know you always surprised me Chorus: And if I wrote You If I wrote You You wouldkno
you folksWords and music by Dar Williams I never thought you were the letter writing type so now I see the words you chose the way you write so I started to write back about the trees in the snow and I saw a bird, couldn't say what it was but I thought you'd know you always surprised me Chorus: And if I wrote You If I wrote You You wouldkno
To whip somemoore
I'm doper than the fluid cellur
I flip it all up by myself
I give my niggas recipes
So they can turn to sumthin else
They love to work
Thats why I keep em comin
Like conlasions plate
We flip the cake
We move this shit from Georgia
Baby state to state
Attemadate
Niggas in the city
Who've been moving weight
Nobody loosing weight
They fuck with us
Cause you've been known to hate
Demonstrate
The way we turned the trout
Out in '98
Sarted out in '95
Started out with nicks and dimes
Niggas you done lost your mind
Thinking you could set up shop
Pimpin I respect the game
Lets take this to another block
[chorus repeat 8x]
[outro t
Right Here - (with Jeremy Camp) Lyrics
I cant say that I know just what you're dealing with But it's so plain that it shows just what your feelings is But I suppose that your pain that you're living with It comes and goes and fills your mind now with hopelessness But I know someone who comes with life to give And His love is the reason why my life can live Just one touch is all you're needin
alk]I cant say that I know just what you're dealing with But it's so plain that it shows just what your feelings is But I suppose that your pain that you're living with It comes and goes and fills your mind now with hopelessness But I know someone who comes with life to give And His love is the reason why my life can live Just one touch is all you're needin
[outro verse]
Pimp squad
Showty still in the trap
When I spot a scene hot
With the man name Jon
And the collad green pot
On alot of straight hen
And alot of green pot
Compation in a range
Like he gotta be stop
Well maybe I will be
But probably not
Oh what the blood cloak
You try to knock em out and he sock
Listen to me I'm serious
Thinkin how did he not
End up way up
On the top of Detroit
If come where I was
You gotta be pop
And if you really want to pop
And I rather be dropped
Listen pops
Want to know a little more
About rap
Firts rule this is real
It aint just a record deal
Its a trap
[music continues]
[music fades]