Verse 1]Its stupid how I go in knowing everybody knowing that imSewing up the game, strong like they hate me for itEventually see they cant beat than with me they joinOthers sworn under oath, or banished left completely scornYou tell lies, get caught, n-gga kick rocksYou never did go in with the big shotsIts on the fast track, aint no demand for no pit stopsI just laugh at, n-gga wishing it was this hotGuess they mad at me huh, really pissed offBetter that than pissed onIm the Jetsons you the FlintstonesCatch me in the end zoneHigh stepping prime timeThought you n-ggas been onAint no blocking my shineLike my new air Yeezys, you can see me in the nightYou wanna hate, have a nice timeWhile I get stupid paper, hey my dough aint in its right mind(mind, mind)[Hook]Now I dont really like what you call meJust as tenacious as you dont call me rudeI bet they knew as shortly as they saw meGoodnight its over with thats all she wroteStreets like cold ChicagoAint nothing knew Ive seen it all beforeBut still I ball like no tomorrowGoodnight its over with thats all she wroteAll she wrote, all she wrote[Eminem]Man TIP told me on this hoe tip, best tip I could make you to hip youNever let these traits trick youMighty ambiguous of you to believe I love slut, sh-tDig you a hole, take the excavator and dig you some dignity bitchSh-t you talking about some adivce that sticks with youIf I should heed to anyone tell me to adhere to my gunsLike double stick, its you but f-ck em TIP, its coldIts chilling like and look like the penguin in its f-cking igloo eating farcicalsId rather slip and surrender in sh-t than fall in bed with youBefore I tie a f-cking knot Id tie you in one bitchYou think this is some Nintendo game how f-cking dumb is youIll give you some mumps before I split some lump somes with youSo heres a cent for your thoughtsBut it wont buy you a chesseburger, although a nickle might only get you one pickleF-ck it, its official so blow the whistle I got a trust issueThats a bombshell, scud missle!I got this fellow at you to fucking cuss at youLike before I rap there was some motherfucking studSlut, this will instruct you not to get drunk, stumbling my way fo shizzleI still be like I bought you the Gilbert slot checks stob bizzleSo f-ck sissors these checkers are bust like a blood blister[Hook 2 - Eminem]Now I dont really like what you call meYou can even call me coldThese bitches know as shortly as they saw meIts never me to get the favour to know emI roll like a desperado, now I never know where Im gonna goStill I ball like theres no tomorrow[T.I - Verse 3]The credit roller, curtain closer, movie over withBut dont get mad at meGo blame the bird who wrote this shitYa life is certainly a bitchBut she know Im richThat why she give me what I wish and I only make her dickHere I go againI kick this shit, give a damn, got it pouring inPay some euro, yeah, ah ha, Im paid never gon be poor againSee me posted in anything, wearing any chainNever gon see me toting anythingAll you gon see is BANG!Its so nice where I kick itHate you never get to visitYeah Im on another levelBut you n-ggas still can get itIts all over fore you finishSorry bro this route we end itWont give you the atonement of me giving you the business[Eminem]Yeah, I said I wouldnt leave you the soil off my handkerchiefIm giving these hoes a dose of there own medicineLet em get a just sample of itIm sure you got that relationship memo by nowBut in typeface you didntThis is so bad, stick a wind to your brow and staple itLife is too short and I got no time to sit around just wasting itSo I pace this make a small bit quickerThat clock comer racing in double timeBut I still spit triple the number of insults in a 10th of the timeIt may guide you pricks to catch onWhile you strong arm like Stretch ArmstrongMan I even say K-mart like theres an apostrophe S on it dogAnd they say McDonalds isnt a restaurant well I guess Im wrongBut if you gon tell me that the A&W aint the office for the best hot dogs you can get the F on dawg[Eminem]Now I dont actually like what you call meYou can still call me cold[T.I]I bet thye knew as shortly as they saw meGoodnight its over with, thats all she wroteAll she wrote, all she wrote[Eminem]I roll like a desperado, now I never know where Im gonna goStill I ball like theres no tomorrowGood night is complete with thats all she wrote[T.I]All she wrote, all she wrote, all she wroteI said its over withThats all she wrote, all she wrote, all she wroteGoodnight its over with thats all she wrote
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
Lyrics T.I. - All She Wrote (feat. Eminem)
Titre: All She Wrote (feat. Eminem)Artiste: T.I.Album: No Mercy (2010)[T.I]Now I dont really like what you call meJust as tenacious as you dont address me rudeI bet they knew as shortly as they saw meGoodnight its over with thats all she wroteStreets like cold ChicagoAint nothing knew Ive seen it all beforeBut still I ball like no tomorrowGoodnight its over with thats all she wroteAll she wrote, all she wroteI said its over with thats all she wroteAll she wrote, all she wrote, all she wroteGoodnight its over with[T.
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