winders reoccuring theme, of feeling lost and incomplete, another winters under my belt strip malls they buried corn fields alcohol is burying me, cut me off while my
(T.I.) My garage is flawless under a hundred thou aint allowed Maybach triple white like I'm riding in a cloud no denim on my seats, baby you gon' need
my cars, all my cash, my whole world you can take my fame, all my jewels, just leave me my girl just me and my girl my girl(6x) just me and my girl
's alright, it's ok Girl just keep poppin' that booty in my face And if you keep poppin' dat booty Imma spend it all (x2) Leggo, my eyes shit cuz her booty all in my
call my name I love it when you call my name Both ends of the candle burnt by the flame Yeah, I love it when you call my name, n-n-name I like the sound
wanna wrestle in the garden I'm on my way to stardom I know I'm ready, I know I'm great But first I've got to get in shape 'Cause I've got my eyes on
head dad-dy, you don't know what that is, couple a bodies under my belt, and with mad kids, for self protecta, don't know, bitch, and keep my hands on
The ceiling is moving Moving in time Like a conveyor belt Above my eyes When under ether The mind comes alive But conscious of nothing But the will to
I call you her name? And I elongated my lift home Yeah, I let him go the long way 'round I smelt your scent on the seat belt And kept my shortcuts to
.B is like back to back diablos drop the top put on ya goggles swim with the young mike phelps under my gucci belt i said swim not unstrap my gucci belt
straight to my partna room and let him beat it like a keyboard All I do is dick 'em I dont tip 'em like a stripper man I got a ton of chicks under my belt
pussy everywhere Weed in the air I'm in my underwear My under the underwear Liquor everywhere Condoms over there I'm in my underwear My under the underwear
after Come on, come on Because everybody's after love So I said, "I'm a snowball running" Running down into the spring That's coming all this love melting under Blue skies belting
done yet Get your ass out of town before sunset Bullets you felt got you runnin for help You gettin struck and my nine is STILL tucked under the belt
belt The only thing I'm concentratin' on is checkin' my mail What the hell? What the fuck do you mean? Your boyfriend is a dope fiend And he smoked up all my
man who don't like me To the woman who don't like me It's cool I'm bigger now I believe in myself got tripped up Asleep and under my belt, I'm satisfied
Motherfucker with one little single Three or four cammie's under your belt One good game gonna put you in the hall of fame Motherfucker, nahmean? Got
