Yea, that's me, T man,
T.I. dot com bitch,
TIP xxxx with ya boi, hey that is my brotha ladies and gentleman T.I.
And he is the king bitch, don't get that xxxx twisted,
And me, I am the best rapper alive ladies and gentleman, hello!
This is the drought 3 and it's been a minute since I rapped on a Manny Fresh beat,
But uh, I guess I'll go ahead and show these niggas what to do with one of the beats man
I like my seat down low and my window slightly cracked, ridin with a bad hoe with her girlfriend in tha back, I like to get real high and I never look back and you don't wanna try me don't I look strapped? I come from tha hardest city, ain't nobody xxxxxx with it, I got black and gold soul with a fresh New Orleans fitted, and a collared polo and a pair of new chucks, Young Money motherf*cka, I know you worry about us, Cash Money motherf*cker, CMR I trust, never had my jaw brokin but his jaw I'll bust, and I probably got your girlfriend on my bus, what happens on my bus stays on my bus, and that white widow weed out the jar is a must, if you give me a cigar then a cigar I'll bust, put that white widow weed in the cigar and puff, look ma I'm tryin to make a porno starring us, well not just us, a couple foreign sluts, yea we make this summer manage twain, ya'll in? I be with Jim Jones and we be ballin ballin, yea baby we ballin like Rawlins and Spalding, pint of DJ screw and that Hawaiian, I am leaning like 3 legged lion, climbing right to the top of the motherf*ckin mountain, counting, I'm gonna need an accountant to count it, Manny got this xxxxxx beat pounding it's pounding, but it was just lost until I found it, I found it, stole it like a scoundrel, holly grove hound it, put this xxxxx to sleep, xxxxxxx right I night-gowned it, nigga's talkin cheap, tell them niggas pipe down bitch, bloods in the building, now everybody soundless, beatin up this track like a motherf*ckin round-fist, blind deaf or crazy, I'm a spit like a long kiss, I'm just a martian ain't nobody else on this planet, see I know this I live by my only, say where my cheese nigga? where my macaroni?, baby I get up in da xxx and act a donkey, candy armed candy nigga grippin the grain, see I'm the only fire that can live in the rain, I am so so New Orleans, like 1825 Tulane
Ha ha ha, see you gotta be New Orleans to know what I'm talkin bout, and if you don't... f*ck you
Say what I want, and I don't want nothin cause I got everything, bitch.