T.I. Lyrics
T.I. Lyrics
"Front Back Lyrics"
Bridges and Balloons Lyrics
We sailed away on a winter's day With fate as malleable as clay But ships are fallible, I say And the nautical, like all things, fades and I Can recall our caravel: A little wicker beetle shell With four fine maste and lateen sails Its bearings on Cair Paravel Oh my love Oh it was a funny little thing To be the ones to've seen The sight of bridges and balloons Makes calm canaries irritable The
We sailed away on a winter's day With fate as malleable as clay But ships are fallible, I say And the nautical, like all things, fades and I Can recall our caravel: A little wicker beetle shell With four fine maste and lateen sails Its bearings on Cair Paravel Oh my love Oh it was a funny little thing To be the ones to've seen The sight of bridges and balloons Makes calm canaries irritable The
(feat. U.G.K.)
"Back, front back, fr-front back, fr-front back, side to side" - [repeated throughout]
[Mannie Fresh]
Ladies and gentlemen.. Fre-fre-fre-fresh!
[T.I. - talking]
T.I.P., aye!
I know a lot of y'all niggaz out there, man who ain't up on this down south shit
Probably wonderin' what the fuck you listenin' to right now, ahah!
King amongst kings! It's an absolute honor and a pleasure y'know I'm sayin'
To bring you.. some gangsta shit of catastrophic proportions
All the UGK alumni like myself know what this is man
Hey Bun! Pimp C nigga!
[T.I.]
I gotta '66 Impala so fresh
White top, burnt drop wit' the choppers on deck
It was off, Panda motor on a '94 'Vette
Fish bowl, televisions pimpin' I ain't done yet
I got the checker red leather and I'm sittin' on chrome
On 26 inches just to get my roll on
On a
Pure Love Lyrics
Pure love Something you can't perchase in a store Seems we just don't see it anymore True when grandma said you can find it door-to-door if what your for is looking pure love Pure love Something you can notice from the start (from the start) Brings you closer together, not apart Filled with all devotion that will come with any heart, if what your looking for is pure love It would be an invitation of lifetime S
Jesus songs on, make them bitches get lowPure love Something you can't perchase in a store Seems we just don't see it anymore True when grandma said you can find it door-to-door if what your for is looking pure love Pure love Something you can notice from the start (from the start) Brings you closer together, not apart Filled with all devotion that will come with any heart, if what your looking for is pure love It would be an invitation of lifetime S
I get that ass raised up, like Dr. Dre six four
Hey, come up in my hood, bet them bitches know Tip
If you tell 'em you wit' him, all them bitches gon' strip
If I show up in yo' hood, I bet you niggaz won't trip
Once I empty out this clip, I bet you niggaz gon' dip
Or get hit up in yo'...
"Back, front back, fr-front back, fr-front back, side to side" - [repeat 2X]
Never let hoe ass niggaz ride!!
"Back, front back, fr-front back, fr-front back, side to side" - [repeat 2X]
And we never let hoe ass niggaz ride!!
[Bun B]
It's the Gulf Way Boulevard gangsta
Swangin' on T.I., essence of fo's (essence of fo's)
Pirellis and blazin' 'em crews of hoe
I'm a playa, you can tell by how I choose my hoes
When it gets to swangin' on the curb, you might lose ya toes
Dedicated to the slab (slab)
Wait A Little Longer, Please Jesus Lyrics
WAIT A LITTLE LONGER PLEASE JESUS WITH BONNIE OWENS (Hazel Houser - Chester Smith) « © '54 Central Songs, BMI » Here the labor is so hard and the workers they are tired And our weary hearts're yearning for a rest And I find we're getting anxious to be in that happy home Where we'll reseive such peace and happiness But wait a little longer please Jesus there are so many wandering out in sin Just a little longer p
the dunks (dunks), the drops (drops)WAIT A LITTLE LONGER PLEASE JESUS WITH BONNIE OWENS (Hazel Houser - Chester Smith) « © '54 Central Songs, BMI » Here the labor is so hard and the workers they are tired And our weary hearts're yearning for a rest And I find we're getting anxious to be in that happy home Where we'll reseive such peace and happiness But wait a little longer please Jesus there are so many wandering out in sin Just a little longer p
The candy painted cars wit' the chopped off tops (off tops)
Now put ya diamonds up against the wood wheel
Lean back or throw ya leather, chunk a deuce, and show your grill
Keep it trill, this the south baby, Texas and GA
T.I. reppin' for Bankhead, I'm reppin' for P.A. (for P.A.)
Now pop ya trunk, get it crunk, it's time to ride
Show them boys you got that front back and side to side baby
"Back, front back, fr-front back, fr-front back, side to side" - [repeat 2X]
Never let hoe ass niggaz ride!!
"Back, front back, fr-front back, fr-front back, side to side" - [repeat 2X]
And we never let hoe ass niggaz ride!!
[Pimp C]
I'm switchin' lane to lane (uh), leanin' on the switch (on the switch)
Sippin' on the barre, smokin' green and hittin' licks
Bumpin' Too $hort baby, in the candy red whips (wh
Gotta Have A Reason Lyrics
Here we stand, caught between the cradle and the grave In a world that gives you nothing but your name With every step you take you must be brave Nothing lost is nothing gained And I know lives are lost for crowns and kings We all know love is lost for lesser things And the angels here have broken wings Though I know somewhere a choir sings Chorus: You gotta have a reason A reason to believe A reason just t
ips)Here we stand, caught between the cradle and the grave In a world that gives you nothing but your name With every step you take you must be brave Nothing lost is nothing gained And I know lives are lost for crowns and kings We all know love is lost for lesser things And the angels here have broken wings Though I know somewhere a choir sings Chorus: You gotta have a reason A reason to believe A reason just t
Drop the top and pimp the lot and watch the trunk do tricks (do tricks)
Pimp C, I keep my money on my mind (mind)
Keep a hooker on the track and keep a swisher full of pine (pine)
If y'know like I know, you wouldn't try it (try it)
Wanna jack me for my candy car, you must wanna die (wanna die)
But I don't really wanna hit ya wit' this hot thang
I just wanna get some brain in the turnin' lane
Comin' down creepin' slow, sippin' on a poor fo'
Bangin' on the screw, and keep the pistol right here in the do' [echoes]
"Back, front back, fr-front back, fr-front back, side to side" - [repeat 2X]
Never let hoe ass niggaz ride!!
"Back, front back, fr-front back, fr-front back, side to side" - [repeat 2X]
And we never let hoe ass niggaz ride!!
"Back, front back, fr-front back, fr-front back, side to side" - [repeat 2X]