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T.I.
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We Don't Get Down Like Y'all
We don't get down like y'all
We don't get down like y'all
Suck it nigga, we don't
Get down like y'all
Hey, it's been a lot of back and forth over this and that
So I don't pick the bobo no more, I just get it, fact
Listen, pimpin', let me tell you what the business here
Y'all don't know some so I'ma tell you what the difference here
See, we're old school, you're just old news
We used to move blow, and you just blow dude
See we the talk of the town, me and my whole crew
You run around town gossip, like the hoes do
See you namedrop when nobody knows you
We get the lames out our section, like we 'posed to
My crew, we cop the Bentley, Brooklyn and the Rolls too
You give her roses I'm the one she bring the rose to
So you say you're shining, well I guess I'm shining more
So high up, I'm soaring, thirty and I'm like a dinosaur, carnivore
Meat eater, G's they respect
Me to you like a comparing a vet to a cadet, nigga
We don't get down like y'all
I ball, I do, you talk, I'm real, you flawed
Listen nigga, we don't get down like y'all
Suck it nigga, we don't get down like y'all
Don't call it it comeback, getting right being from the fed pen
Pull up on them suckers, pop the trunk and tell 'em get in
I thought I lost as stealth well guess again
Back to balling, getting bread, bring the checks in
Yeah, like we did on my layer cake
I show you how to make a blessing out of bad breaks
Hey, let me set you nigga's ass straight
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Hoe want there clothes back, loosen up fagbait
Them hotpants bad for your prostate
Lime green high, pink up drag queen, hot date
At stores asking for the same size the bitches buy
They say is hip, but where I'm from we call it sissyfied
We don't get down like y'all
I ball, I do, you talk, I'm real, you flawed
Listen nigga, we don't get down like y'all
Suck it nigga, we don't get down like y'all
Before us there was none, after us no more than ever be
This is the greatest show on Earth you ever seen
I still do it for my niggas in the streets, getting into
Blowing money like my nigga, Big Meach just to do it
Say we're blowing money fast, big old money bag
Three, four-hundred cash just to make them suckers mad
Back in the saddle the winner of every battle
Been the best since I was rapping in the rattle, word travels
As you comment on the rumors of what have you beware, dude
Prayer can't prepare you, how dare you?
Disrespect my presence peasants, I will tear you
A new one, I poop on, your ego is a move on
Rolls Royce back seat, no great poupon
A true don, three-piece Paul Smith suit on
Peon, see it ain't no neon on my new ones
Hear the truth on every song I spew on, blah
We don't get down like y'all
I ball, I do, you talk, I'm real, you flawed
Listen nigga, we don't get down like y'all
Suck it nigga, we don't get down like y'all
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