If she ain't got no ass but the face pretty, I'll make an exception (yes)
I could be your Usher, Chilli, catch me then I'm stressin' (yeah)
I tax for the show, silly, you get no exemptions (money)
My taxes is six figures, Uncle Sam is trippin'
See, back when I was gettin' (yeah), I knew was different (right)
I knew that I was a Pimp C (okay) before I heard "Big Pimpin'" (uh-huh)
Like all the free shit they tried to send me, bitch, I'm gifted
I'm claimin' their spot as I come for the top, if I look at 'em, I get to grinnin' (ha-ha)
I boom, nigga, I got goons, nigga, in the room, nigga
I'm the only civilized one if I leave you doomed, nigga
Who, nigga, say they write, nigga? That ain't true, nigga
Come between my cash and your ass, it's my shoe, nigga
Yeah, up in my white tee
Niggas out here tryna put the red on my white tee
I say, "Be my guest," but success is unlikely
I just took a guess, and I guess they don't like me
I stress they won't try me
Yeah, up in my white tee
Niggas out here tryna put the red on my white tee
I say, "Be my guest," but success is unlikely
I just took a guess, and I guess they don't like me
I stress they won't try me
Approach with caution, no Robitussin, I'm sick, I'm coughin'
If the four-four sparkin', I spit you, coffin, please close your coffin
Leave you dead, you're tossed in Dawsons Creek, so unique my bars is
Ridin' past the margins, that room, I barge in
Don't care if you changin' or you naked
Wash and cut off your faucet and the stop the flossin'
I sell tics, no Boston, now, what you drawin'? Limestone?
I pull up on your jawn, draw it, you on the floor with your eyes closed
And look at me, I'm chalkin' 'round you, I made it so easy for cops
When they found you six days after leavin', that's actually decent
I'm bound to take you niggas down to the morgue, take a look
And them pronounce you D-E-A-D, the DA lookin' at me
I'm lookin' back like, bitch, I'm innocent, smilin' like, "Can't you see?"
Yeah, up in my white tee
Niggas out here tryna put the red on my white tee
I say, "Be my guest," but success is unlikely
I just took a guess, and I guess they don't like me
I stress they won't try me
Yeah, up in my white tee
Niggas out here tryna put the red on my white tee
I say, "Be my guest," but success is unlikely
I just took a guess, and I guess they don't like me
I stress they won't try me
IDK - In My White Tee Lyrics
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If she ain't got no ass but the face pretty, I'll make an exception (yes)
I could be your Usher, Chilli, catch me then I'm stressin' (yeah)
I tax for the show, silly, you get no exemptions (money)
My taxes is six figures, Uncle Sam is trippin'
See, back when I was gettin' (yeah), I knew was different (right)
I knew that I was a Pimp C (okay) before I heard "Big Pimpin'" (uh-huh)
Like all the free shit they tried to send me, bitch, I'm gifted
I'm claimin' their spot as I come for the top, if I look at 'em, I get to grinnin' (ha-ha)
I boom, nigga, I got goons, nigga, in the room, nigga
I'm the only civilized one if I leave you doomed, nigga
Who, nigga, say they write, nigga? That ain't true, nigga
Come between my cash and your ass, it's my shoe, nigga
Yeah, up in my white tee
Niggas out here tryna put the red on my white tee
I say, "Be my guest," but success is unlikely
I just took a guess, and I guess they don't like me
I stress they won't try me
Yeah, up in my white tee
Niggas out here tryna put the red on my white tee
I say, "Be my guest," but success is unlikely
I just took a guess, and I guess they don't like me
I stress they won't try me
Approach with caution, no Robitussin, I'm sick, I'm coughin'
If the four-four sparkin', I spit you, coffin, please close your coffin
Leave you dead, you're tossed in Dawsons Creek, so unique my bars is
Ridin' past the margins, that room, I barge in
Don't care if you changin' or you naked
Wash and cut off your faucet and the stop the flossin'
I sell tics, no Boston, now, what you drawin'? Limestone?
I pull up on your jawn, draw it, you on the floor with your eyes closed
And look at me, I'm chalkin' 'round you, I made it so easy for cops
When they found you six days after leavin', that's actually decent
I'm bound to take you niggas down to the morgue, take a look
And them pronounce you D-E-A-D, the DA lookin' at me
I'm lookin' back like, bitch, I'm innocent, smilin' like, "Can't you see?"
Yeah, up in my white tee
Niggas out here tryna put the red on my white tee
I say, "Be my guest," but success is unlikely
I just took a guess, and I guess they don't like me
I stress they won't try me
Yeah, up in my white tee
Niggas out here tryna put the red on my white tee
I say, "Be my guest," but success is unlikely
I just took a guess, and I guess they don't like me
I stress they won't try me
I could be your Usher, Chilli, catch me then I'm stressin' (yeah)
I tax for the show, silly, you get no exemptions (money)
My taxes is six figures, Uncle Sam is trippin'
See, back when I was gettin' (yeah), I knew was different (right)
I knew that I was a Pimp C (okay) before I heard "Big Pimpin'" (uh-huh)
Like all the free shit they tried to send me, bitch, I'm gifted
I'm claimin' their spot as I come for the top, if I look at 'em, I get to grinnin' (ha-ha)
I boom, nigga, I got goons, nigga, in the room, nigga
I'm the only civilized one if I leave you doomed, nigga
Who, nigga, say they write, nigga? That ain't true, nigga
Come between my cash and your ass, it's my shoe, nigga
Yeah, up in my white tee
Niggas out here tryna put the red on my white tee
I say, "Be my guest," but success is unlikely
I just took a guess, and I guess they don't like me
I stress they won't try me
Yeah, up in my white tee
Niggas out here tryna put the red on my white tee
I say, "Be my guest," but success is unlikely
I just took a guess, and I guess they don't like me
I stress they won't try me
Approach with caution, no Robitussin, I'm sick, I'm coughin'
If the four-four sparkin', I spit you, coffin, please close your coffin
Leave you dead, you're tossed in Dawsons Creek, so unique my bars is
Ridin' past the margins, that room, I barge in
Don't care if you changin' or you naked
Wash and cut off your faucet and the stop the flossin'
I sell tics, no Boston, now, what you drawin'? Limestone?
I pull up on your jawn, draw it, you on the floor with your eyes closed
And look at me, I'm chalkin' 'round you, I made it so easy for cops
When they found you six days after leavin', that's actually decent
I'm bound to take you niggas down to the morgue, take a look
And them pronounce you D-E-A-D, the DA lookin' at me
I'm lookin' back like, bitch, I'm innocent, smilin' like, "Can't you see?"
Yeah, up in my white tee
Niggas out here tryna put the red on my white tee
I say, "Be my guest," but success is unlikely
I just took a guess, and I guess they don't like me
I stress they won't try me
Yeah, up in my white tee
Niggas out here tryna put the red on my white tee
I say, "Be my guest," but success is unlikely
I just took a guess, and I guess they don't like me
I stress they won't try me
Writer: Bernard Leverette, Gerald Tiller, Jamall Willingham, Jason Mills, Maurice Gleaton, Tobias Breuer
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, KEEP IT PIMPIN PUBLISHING, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, KEEP IT PIMPIN PUBLISHING, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Performed By: IDK
Length: 2:09
Written by: Bernard Leverette, Gerald Tiller, Jamall Willingham, Jason Mills, Maurice Gleaton, Tobias Breuer