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[Intro - T.I. talking]


As you see the O.G.s from Grand Hustle done laid it down again


T.I.P. shawty


Hey yo, this for all my homegirls like to see a baller do his thing


Get ya shit together come on


All the eight, nines, and dimes


I`d like to welcome y`all to the best time of ya life


Ya understand that


All the stones is real


And it`s all chrome on the wheels, ya know


Anything less is uncivilized





[Verse 1 - T.I.]


Pull up to the club, lift both doors up


Hopped out clean and yo ho chose us


Walked in the door, make the show hold up


Cause my neck and my bracelet is so froze up


The kind of stones bitches wanna see close up


So we don`t appraoch them, they come and appraoch us


Roll the dro up then go post up


Look down with the west fixin` go sho` nuff


In the V.I.P. and all eyes on us


Hoes chill, poppin` pills blowin` dro no dust


What cha say, got a man so what


I don`t know him baby and he don`t know her


I got a new Phantom and my own chauffeur


Ya think ya fixin` be thinkin` bout him, no sir


Probably prefer to tel ya man good night


Unless you don`t wanna know what the good life look like





[Hook - Lil` Kim, T.I.]


[Lil` Kim]


If you ain`t gettin` money good night


I know what a broke nigga look like


When ya ridin` in ya wheels get ya shit together


Boy them diamonds ain`t real, get ya shit together


[T.I.]


Now we can ball seven days, six nights


If tht head and that pussy hit right


Hey, match ya panties with ya bras get ya shit together


Go get ya hair and nails done get ya shit together





[Verse 2 - T.I.]


Hey, I`m off the scene with Louis the thirteenth


Chains swings to my jeans, and my T-shirt clean


In case you been researching, I`m the King


With a style as mean as the Earth seem


Chest on ice, and my wrist on gleam


30 karats in the ring, money ain`t no thing


You think I`m playin` but I ain`t joking


The dro king, if it ain`t purple, I ain`t smoking


Rubberband bank rolls, fifty thousand dollar cheddar knots


Try to shine, is you out your mind, boy you better not


I walk around with more money than you ever got


Shrewd attitude like I never had to sell a rock


Shawty I can get you in whatever spot


Backstage, front row, what I got to front for


I`m getting bored, don`t even know what I stunt for


Got a lot of rides, what it hurt to cop one more





[Hook - Lil` Kim, T.I.]





[Verse 3 - T.I.]


To all my hot girls, if you wanna come chill


Or roll on chrome wheels, let me tell you what it is


We fixin` throw a little party at the crib


Where the floors tricked out and the rooms like ill


The basement`s cool, but the pools unreal


Where that millionaire lives, shit remains concealled


So pop a pill, put on your blindfold


I`m hitting the dance floor, and grab eighty-nine more


Let em` know we on the way where they been trying to go


I knew I had em` when they asked me "What kind of diamonds are those"


Headed to the spot pouring double shots of XO


Play the "Love Below" ane watch`em undress slow


Flicks on the flat screen, make em` want to "Get Low"


And spit shine this dick of mine until it gets swole


When they kick it with the king, they don`t wanna let go


So whatcha gonna tell a nigga, when he tell ya "Let`s Go"





[Hook x2 - Lil` Kim, T.I.]

[Intro - T.I. talking]


As you see the O.G.s from Grand Hustle done laid it down again


T.I.P. shawty


Hey yo, this for all my homegirls like to see a baller do his thing


Get ya shit together come on


All the eight, nines, and dimes


I`d like to welcome y`all to the best time of ya life


Ya understand that


All the stones is real


And it`s all chrome on the wheels, ya know


Anything less is uncivilized





[Verse 1 - T.I.]


Pull up to the club, lift both doors up


Hopped out clean and yo ho chose us


Walked in the door, make the show hold up


Cause my neck and my bracelet is so froze up


The kind of stones bitches wanna see close up


So we don`t appraoch them, they come and appraoch us


Roll the dro up then go post up


Look down with the west fixin` go sho` nuff


In the V.I.P. and all eyes on us


Hoes chill, poppin` pills blowin` dro no dust


What cha say, got a man so what


I don`t know him baby and he don`t know her


I got a new Phantom and my own chauffeur


Ya think ya fixin` be thinkin` bout him, no sir


Probably prefer to tel ya man good night


Unless you don`t wanna know what the good life look like





[Hook - Lil` Kim, T.I.]


[Lil` Kim]


If you ain`t gettin` money good night


I know what a broke nigga look like


When ya ridin` in ya wheels get ya shit together


Boy them diamonds ain`t real, get ya shit together


[T.I.]


Now we can ball seven days, six nights


If tht head and that pussy hit right


Hey, match ya panties with ya bras get ya shit together


Go get ya hair and nails done get ya shit together





[Verse 2 - T.I.]


Hey, I`m off the scene with Louis the thirteenth


Chains swings to my jeans, and my T-shirt clean


In case you been researching, I`m the King


With a style as mean as the Earth seem


Chest on ice, and my wrist on gleam


30 karats in the ring, money ain`t no thing


You think I`m playin` but I ain`t joking


The dro king, if it ain`t purple, I ain`t smoking


Rubberband bank rolls, fifty thousand dollar cheddar knots


Try to shine, is you out your mind, boy you better not


I walk around with more money than you ever got


Shrewd attitude like I never had to sell a rock


Shawty I can get you in whatever spot


Backstage, front row, what I got to front for


I`m getting bored, don`t even know what I stunt for


Got a lot of rides, what it hurt to cop one more





[Hook - Lil` Kim, T.I.]





[Verse 3 - T.I.]


To all my hot girls, if you wanna come chill


Or roll on chrome wheels, let me tell you what it is


We fixin` throw a little party at the crib


Where the floors tricked out and the rooms like ill


The basement`s cool, but the pools unreal


Where that millionaire lives, shit remains concealled


So pop a pill, put on your blindfold


I`m hitting the dance floor, and grab eighty-nine more


Let em` know we on the way where they been trying to go


I knew I had em` when they asked me "What kind of diamonds are those"


Headed to the spot pouring double shots of XO


Play the "Love Below" ane watch`em undress slow


Flicks on the flat screen, make em` want to "Get Low"


And spit shine this dick of mine until it gets swole


When they kick it with the king, they don`t wanna let go


So whatcha gonna tell a nigga, when he tell ya "Let`s Go"





[Hook x2 - Lil` Kim, T.I.]

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