Big Ol Drip (feat. WATCH THE DUCK) - T.I.

Baby, look like we making luv on the dance floor Out here grinding, doing drugs on the dance floor Right here behind you, oh you trying to get it up, huh? They change songs, that'll probably mess it up, huh? Don't let them cut the lights on all night long Been trying to get you in the ride, get you right home And handle that, handle handle that, handle that Your ass look like you come from where David Banner at Wanna dismantle that Hold up excuse me where my manners at now, I don't know Rather show you where the hammer at, pow! Get your ass in the bed, put your head in clouds Yes, so well so well endowed I know I know I know Hey hold up, what you stopping for? Pay no never mind it or no dumb shit you be watching for Raise it up, drop it low, make it nice and sloppy joe That's what I want to do with you And this beat we should do it to, ewwh! Making Luv to the beat Making Luv to the Making Luv to the beat, to the beat Making Luv, luv, luv, luv, luv, luv, luv We not even dancing no more Making Luv to the beat Making Luv to the beat Ahhh girl, I don't wanna meet your momma I just wanna take you home with me, smoke a marijuana Put the pussy in a coma, and she won't wake up from me Ain't no business being scared I'm just gone give you what you ask from me, aww baby That's what you get when you do that that, that way that way that way We keep getting closer, now she all up on me We not even dancing no more, making luv to the beat Making luv to the beat, making luv to the beat We not even dancing no more, making luv to the beat Making luv to the beat Making luv to the beat Making luv to the beat Making luv to the beat Making luv Awww, girl Making Luv to the beat, beat To the beat, beat Awww, girl Making Luv to the beat Making Luv to the beat We gone get each other's number, that's just the proper thang In exchange for the sweet, you gone get this ding a lang I'm gone take you McDonald's, get you something to eat You a special little freak to me girl, so you can gon' on get cheese, I ain't tripping on it Hit that drive thru up bae, cuz it is on the way We keep getting closer, now she all up on me We don't even dancing no more, making luv to the beat, beat beat, beat beat Making luv to the beat, making luv to the beat We don't even dancing no more, making luv to the beat, beat beat, beat beat Making luv to the beat Making luv to the beat Making luv to the beat Making luv to the beat Making luv to the beat Making luv to the beat, beat Making luv to the beat, beat Making luv to the beat, beat Ahhhh girl, ba ba baby, ba ba baby, ba ba baby

Yeah Yeah Mhmm Boy you the buyer I'm the supplier She see the drip when she see my attire I got a 9 and that shit will not fire You'll catch a hot one 'Cause I'm not a fighter I been a G I been on timin' Don't we all finesse, I swear it's surprisin' Count up my money, while the sinnins while risin' You goin' out sad, 'cause you is not grindin' I take your bitch She get the sloppin' If I push her head down, I know she gon' vomit Run up the breesh from makin' deposits Bands in my pocket Bitch you know I got it Money and pussy All that I need Real niggas with me, they deep in the streets Trap everyday, barely get time to sleep Finesse a pack or finesse a piece And niggas big mad, they still nickel and dimmin' Been about paper, them stacks keep on risin' No Nick at Night, but my niggas stay slimin' Sticks to the fight, they still on the net typin' We bring sticks to the fight, they still on the net writin' Yeah, your bitch keep it tight Yeah, that pussy be bitin' She like how I'm drippin' She gettin' excited Yeah, the pussy was good but I had to one night it Yeah, my niggas they pull up, no talkin' straight snipin' Don't watch no face Yeah, my business is minded As long as these pieces still reading, then my nigga I'm signed in These pieces is reading I'm gettin' my items Once I get that check, Rollie, flood it with diamonds Bust a flex, take a trip to the islands These niggas vex, yeah they see how I'm stylin' Keep a tech if niggas think that they wildn' I'm in the spot, it still readin' and writin' Then bust the piece Then ima swipe it Add the renty, I ain't movin' through nervous When it hit This the thing for my purchase I hit the bump and I count up my earnings I put in work for this shit, I deserve it You're wave is dead, 'cause my niggas done burned it, You're wave is dead, 'cause my niggas done burned it She suck and swallow me Remind me of Kurby That bitch a treesh She is not worthy I pick and choose, so these bitches can't curve Y'all know my body So who gonna hurt me? I been trappin' since they came out with Turbys All types of flavors Covers like drapes Different strands from a pound to a nick Your other bumb and his weed ain't on shit Boy you the buyer I'm the supplier She see the drip when she see my attire I got a 9 and that shit will not fire You'll catch a hot one 'Cause I'm not a fighter I been a G I been on timin' Don't we all finesse, I swear it's surprisin' Count up my money, while the sinnins risin' You goin' out sad, 'cause you is not grindin' I take your bitch She get the sloppin' If I push her head down, I know she gon' vomit (Uhuh) Run up the breesh from makin' deposits (Uhuh) Bands in my pocket Bitch you know I got it (Ouu, ahh) Money and pussy All that I need Real niggas with me, they deep in the streets (Mhmm) Trap everyday, barely get time to sleep (Mhmm) Finesse a pack or finesse a piece Ain't with the cappin' I'll make it get tragic These hoes on my body I'm jukin' like Madden Your bitch suicidal She dyin' to top me You watchin' me killin' your bitch like I'm Tommy I go to the Bush and get weed from the zombies I practice in piece I ain't talkin' bout Gotti Im shootin' you if you try and take mine like a zombie They think I got soap on my feet when I'm slimey We livin' in Hell So I send him to Heaven I'm givin' the word Shit I should've been a reverend Good with my gift So I feel like a present Yeah, drip everyday, you get tired of my rain Demons don't want this smoke, like I'm burnin' on sage I walk in the spot and leave with everything I ain't breakin' no bread with no bird, only gang (Gang, gang) Boy you the buyer I'm the supplier She see the drip when she see my attire I got a 9 and that shit will not fire You'll catch a hot one 'Cause I'm not a fighter I been a G I been on timin' Don't we all finesse, I swear it's surprisin' Count up my money while the sinnins risin' You goin' out sad, 'cause you is not grindin' I take your bitch She get the sloppin' If I push her head down, I know she gon' vomit Run up the breesh from makin' deposits Bands in my pocket, bitch you know I got it Money and pussy All that I need Real niggas with me, they deep in the streets Trap everyday, barely get time to sleep Finesse a pack or finesse a piece (Mhmm, mhm)

Help on the way Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way Help on the way Help on the way Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way Help on the way I got the game on lock Standin on top Say hello to the man who saved hip hop Say hello to the man who saved hip hop Say hello to the man who saved hip hop They say the game f**ked up and the records ain't sellin It was bad in 06' gettin worse in 07' Market over saturated with all the bootleggin When it seems better shawty ain't no tellin' Well, call Lyor, give him this message Then hit K'ys tell hiim, tell Kevin, Craig, Julie Greenwald, all of them present The fifty mill you gave me, was a sound investment This time around we gon sell 5, no less than 4 on a slow day, call vegas and bet By the way, if you a winner, I'm the one you should be with Hit J, Tell them niggas to bet against Grand Hustle homie, I'm a make you respect this They say "the market share down", so... I ain't affected Tell the label relax, ain't no need to stress shit Just cut the check and I'll handle the rest... shhiit They say the game in trouble Help on the way Don't worry bout nothin Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way I got this shit Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way Don't worry bout nothin Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way I got this shit Help on the way I got the game on lock Standin on top Say hello to the man who saved hip hop I got the game on lock It ain't gon Stop Say hello to the man who saved hip hop I got the game on lock Standin on top Say hello to the man who saved hip hop I got the game on lock It ain't gon stop Say hello to the man who saved hip hop You hear my name so hot, I got the game on lock You niggas keep floppin, But i remain on top Still the same ol' me, With the same ol' glock From the first cd, With the Kangol top I was hollerin dopeboy when I first came out It seems like everyone in the dope game now man I told these niggas that it ain't gon stop All the hatin' gon' stop or this thang gon' blah Most of these niggas, ain't slang, no blocks Got a lil' somethin', but it ain't so hot Try to sell a record when my shit drop Get the cover of the magazine when my shit out nope I think not just why, if you ever eye with a nigga this fly You better watch your mouth, you ain't that high KING OF THE SOUTH, you ain't that guy They say the game in trouble Help on the way Don't worry bout nothin Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way I got this shit Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way Don't worry bout nothin Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way I got this shit Help on the way I got the game on lock Standin on top Say hello to the man who saved hip hop I got the game on lock It ain't gon Stop Say hello to the man who saved hip hop I got the game on lock Standin on top Say hello to the man who saved hip hop I got the game on lock It ain't gon stop Say hello to the man who saved hip hop To the fans and the critics, think hip hop is missing This is a lil' proof that hip hop livin' You can hear a hip hop top now, just listen Now see a hip hop walk out with 6 bitches In the ATL, see hip hop chillin' In a multimillion dollar crib hip hop building You know how many cars hip hops driven? Nigga I'm everything hip hop's missing Nigga you is everything hip hop isn't My heart and my soul, where hip hop live at To anyone whos ever said hip hops finished It can't be dead while I'm still livin in it I'm livin (and well, might I add that) They say the game in trouble Help on the way Don't worry bout nothin Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way I got this shit Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way Don't worry bout nothin Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way I got this shit Help on the way I got the game on lock Standin on top Say hello to the man who saved hip hop I got the game on lock It ain't gon Stop Say hello to the man who saved hip hop I got the game on lock Standin on top Say hello to the man who saved hip hop I got the game on lock It ain't gon stop Say hello to the man who saved hip hop

I'm only, I'm only human dog, hello, out there I'm only human dog, can you, hear me? I'm only human dog, it's an S.O.S Ay, ay listen to me, to let me, be me Ay when they push you down you got to get back up, I'm only human y'all Ay when they push you down you got to get back up, I'm just a human y'all Push the dirt, off your jersey then go for the cup Or the trophy, or the ring, champion no matter what Cause when you got the belt, and the ring People with you popping bottles, taking pictures, look around But soon as you fall down all the haters passing judgement, oh no no) Fly as I'm is shawty I'mma rise above this, oh no no no no Hey what it is world? Yeah it's me again Back before you, at your mercy, on bended knee again No running from the truth, as much as we pretend That it ain't what it is, then it hits CNN Apologies to my fans and my closest friends (I'm sorry) For letting you down, I won't take you down this road again (uh-uh) Most of you now saying "Whatever, here we go again" Blogs, radio and television all going in I laugh to keep from crying through all of the embarrassment (I gotta say) I gotta say you fucking haters is hilarious (ha ha) How dare you sit right there and act as if you holier than thou? Point your finger now with me looking down (down) Same clown that was Twitpicing at my wedding On the same Twitter page disrespecting, wait a second Never mind my imperfections, this a fact, remember that No mistake's too great to recover and bounce back Ay when they push you down you got to get back up, I'm only human y'all Ay when they push you down you got to get back up, I'm just a human y'all Push the dirt, off your jersey then go for the cup Or the trophy, or the ring, champion no matter what Cause when you got the belt, and the ring People with you popping bottles, taking pictures, look around But soon as you fall down all the haters passing judgement, oh no no) Fly as I'm is shawty I'mma rise above this, oh no no no no I admit, yeah I done some dumb shit, disappointed erry'body I know Try not to hold that against me though My road to redemption has no GPS So guess that time must be invested for this to be manifested Yes it's, hard living life in the spotlight Trying to dodge the haters same time as the cop light The Bible say "Let he without sin cast the stone first" (stone first) The sinner or the one who judged him, who was wrong first? Yeah he go to work, never done no drugs up until the Fed He just drink his liquor, touch his kids, beat his wife instead (damn) Difference is my shortcomings hit the media Thanks to TMZ, the AJC and Wikipedia See the stairway to heaven while stepping down Jacob's ladder My good outweigh the bad, God ain't that what really matter? (nope) And matter fact, I'm wrong but after that The good I done in yo' hood, should it over-shadow that? Got the world laughing at me for the moment But it gonna be your turn 'fore it's over with, even if you're so legit That you get a house with a dog and a picket fence The people with you then but when they turn on you remember this Ay when they push you down you got to get back up, I'm only human y'all Ay when they push you down you got to get back up, I'm just a human y'all Push the dirt, off your jersey then go for the cup Or the trophy, or the ring, champion no matter what Cause when you got the belt, and the ring People with you popping bottles, taking pictures, look around But soon as you fall down all the haters passing judgement, oh no no) Fly as I'm is shawty I'mma rise above this, oh no no no no Hello, out there, I'm only human dawg Can you, hear me? Can you, hear me? I'm only human dawg It's an S.O.S To let me, be me Hello, out there, ay you can love me, or either leave me Can you, hear me? Before you judge me, just let me be me It's an S.O.S, ay you can love me, or either leave me To let me, be me before you judge me, see life ain't easy Hello, out there, yeah, you gon' miss me when I'm gone Can you, hear me? I know when I'm gone, I bet you gon' miss me when I'm gone It's an S.O.S, you gon' miss me when I'm gone To let me, be me, hmm, you gon' miss me when I'm gone I know when I'm gone, I bet you gon' miss me when I'm gone You gon' miss me when I'm gone I accept full responsibility for all the wrong I've done If y'all thought I was perfect I apologise for being human man But never again partner, you could put my life on that Ay when they push you down you got to get back up, I'm only human y'all Ay when they push you down you got to get back up, I'm just a human y'all Push the dirt, off your jersey then go for the cup Or the trophy, or the ring, champion no matter what Cause when you got the belt, and the ring People with you popping bottles, taking pictures, look around But soon as you fall down all the haters passing judgement, oh no no) Fly as I'm is shawty I'mma rise above this, oh no no no no Hello, out there, ay you can love me, or either leave me Can you, hear me? Before you judge me, just let me be me It's an S.O.S, ay you can love me, or either leave me To let me, be me, before you judge me, see life ain't easy

What's happenin' man? This TIP, you know? I'd like to dedicate this song to Anybody who done ever lost somebody To the grave, to the streets, to the jail cell I done been in situations where I had To cope with all three, you know what I'm sayin'? I feel like the only thing I ain't done yet is died, you know? But it ain't how I live while I'm here It's how I live when I leave, ya dig? Life's ups and downs they come and go But when I die, I hope I live in the sky All my folks who ain't alive, I hope they live in the sky Pray to God when I die, that I live in the sky It's true what goes around, comes back you know So when I die I hope I live in the sky All my folks who ain't survive, may they live in the sky Tell God, I wanna fly, let me live in the sky My cousin Toot ain't have to die, right in front of his son and his wife He lost his life struggling over a gun Give a damn what he done, that's my motherfuckin' folk And I love that nigga to death, no motherfuckin' joke I can feel my eyes fillin', the Lord is my witness If I catch 'em, I'ma kill 'em, I made it my business Back in the day, you stayed in my business Taught me I ain't have to incorporate yay in my business Coincidentally, that's why today you not wit me My cousin died over some yay, and I miss him Plus he had his family out, let's say she the eye witness But her boyfriend did the shootin', judge gave her life sentence I heard that, now I'm dressed up in all black Shot up the whole apartment's, he still ain't brought back The best friend I had in Jamel, I lost that Guess ya death was a lesson in life, it taught me that Life's ups and downs they come and go But when I die, I hope I live in the sky All my folks who ain't alive, I hope they live in the sky Pray to God when I die, that I live in the sky It's true what goes around, comes back you know So when I die I hope I live in the sky All my folks who ain't survive, may they live in the sky Tell God, I wanna fly, and let me live in the sky Never seen a nigga go to jail and sleep til day two Well that's how sick I was when Jayrue Found out the hard way that was powder they were tootin' Over-dosed on heroin, died at 22 If you ain't heard about your daughter, she smile just like you So cute, even resorts to violence like you You know your baby momma loose, but ha, what can you do And I got for myself, yuh, it's been a few Now everything I do is for King, Messiah, Dazasha, Demonte Tell the Lord they all I've got, so please don't take them from me From me standin' in the trap wit qerin and sir kap Laughin' at the niggaz who serve with no strap Tell them niggaz, man, y'all trippin' with no maps Get robbed, and that's the part of my pistol ain't no help Me, you and the crew just fell out over dough and a lil' crack Never could apologize 'cause you died, that's why they say that Life's ups and downs they come and go But when I die, I hope I live in the sky All my folks who ain't alive, I hope they live in the sky Pray to God when I die, that I live in the sky It's true what goes around, comes back you know So when I die I hope I live in the sky All my folks who ain't survive, may they live in the sky Tell God, I wanna fly, and let me live in the sky I bet you niggaz think I'm livin' it up 'Til you see polices laughin' as they pickin' me up Went from seeing how many bitches I can fit in the truck To three hots and a cot, is you kiddin' or what? Fuck how many millions I got, nigga, so what if I'm hot When I got prices on my head, Feds rushin' my spot A million haters want me dead, forced to carry a gat But you's a seven-time felon, what you doin' wit that? It's a Catch-22, either you lose or you lose That's the way the game structured, for real, niggaz to suffer And I ain't neva been a buster, always stood on my feet Like a man prepared to take whatever coming for me A pussy nigga or polices with a warrant for me I'm a G, prepared to die for what's important to me Look anybody in the eye who say he want it wit me Put up the house and bet the odds if it's comin' from me OG's say I need to learn to be patient You telling me with these seven years of probation Pistol charges and a host of other open cases If niggaz only knew the kind of time I was facin' I tried to keep it to myself, but sometimes I couldn't take it Got four kids, the smiles on they faces Mean more to me than my crown and my bracelet Take that away from me, and my life is butt naked Life's ups and downs they come and go But when I die, I hope I live in the sky All my folks who ain't alive, I hope they live in the sky Pray to God when I die, that I live in the sky It's true what goes around, comes back you know So when I die I hope I live in the sky All my folks who ain't survive, may they live in the sky Tell God, I wanna fly, and let me live in the sky Aye man, I'd like to dedicate this song to my cousin Toot Alahondro Jamera Morgan man, I miss the shit out of you my nigga Also I'd like to dedicate this to my homeboy Jayrue Jamar Hendrix what's happenin'? Also my partna Bankhead, [Incomprehensible] What it is nigga, PSC for life and death And my lil' homeboy Poncho, and my lil' homeboy Rico I shed tears writin' this song homeboy, that's real talk man Ayee I wanna live in the sky, sky, sky Hey let me live in the sky, sky Pray to God that I live in the sky, sky, sky I want to live in the sky I want to live in the sky I want to live in the sky Why can't we live in the sky, the sky?

Aye, boy, don't spill my drink, boy, pull it Now listen, everybody report to the bloodclot dance floor You love the beat, boy, you know what it is Yo, T.I.P., talk to them, bloodclot I'm a real nigga, homie, show six figga's on me I got a pistol, you don't want it but you know what it is Aye, I'm way flyer, my pay is way higher If they ever mention sire, boy, you know what it is About that drama, you don't want no problems I love that llama but you know what it is Aye, I get money, all I count is big money Because all she get from me, boy, you know what it is Yo, T.I.P., let them little rock boys know how you livin' The wait is over, here we go again, I'm back in the plate Gon' sell another couple mill and take it back to the A Gon' take that other couple mill and put it back in the safe Find cash for the crew up only back in the lake I'm up in cruises two steppin' with the gat in the waist T.I. ain't in the streets no more, that what they say Don't even try it when you sayin', boy, you have to be great You can trust to hit ya in ya face your peeps will have to replace That's if you like it nigga and trust me it wont hurt me to take A hundred thousand to them Haitians, you'll be murdered today I'm a real nigga, homie, show six figga's on me I got a pistol, you don't want it but you know what it is Aye, I'm way flyer, my pay is way higher If they ever mention sire, boy, you know what it is About that drama, you don't want no problems I love that llama but you know what it is Aye, I get money, all I count is big money Because all she get from me, boy, you know what it is Yo, T.I.P, some boy wanna play our hit Let 'em know who the king of the South is Talk to them Women sweatin' when they see me, I'm apparently hot Had the album of the year, nigga, Grammy or not Remember, all day I used to stand in the spot With 2 revolvers in my pocket pitchin', handlin' rocks Right now, judge tappin', there ain't a car I ain't got I'm the number one customer at my own car lot If you wanna know how much I makin' just imagine a lot Even though I pro'lly gettin' more than you'd imagine I got Listen close, I need to know if you understand me or not If ya disrespectin' me you and your man will get shot I'm a real nigga, homie, show six figga's on me I got a pistol, you don't want it but you know what it is Aye, I'm way flyer, my pay is way higher If they ever mention sire, boy, you know what it is About that drama, you don't want no problems I love that llama but you know what it is Aye, I get money, all I count is big money Because all she get from me, boy, you know what it is Went from the king of the south to the king of the states Ridin' in a car you probably never seen in the states No idea how much yay I can bring in the States Hey, you could get a hundred of 'em for a million today Frank Lucas ain't the only one who made a million a day But it's the American gangster right here in ya face And you don't wanna see P$C on the scene with AK You think you running a private, that ain't even the case And just because you get away, that don't mean its okay You a dead man walking and I mean it, okay I'm a real nigga, homie, show six figga's on me I got a pistol, you don't want it but you know what it is Aye, I'm way flyer, my pay is way higher If they ever mention sire, boy, you know what it is About that drama, you don't want no problems I love that llama but you know what it is Aye, I get money, all I count is big money Because all she get from me, boy, you know what it is Some of dem boys want to talk what dey have done They guns sound like popcorn