T.I. - Wit Me lyrics

(Verse) b**h! Put my dick on yo face, put my gun in yo purse Put my work in yo p**y, b**h don’t come on a word b**h the weed til you slime, these n***as greener than lime So many knives in my pockets, the b**hes need em inside I was born in the drought, I hope I die in yo mouth If you were right you should’ve died as a mouse The weed louder than the opera house, til the fat lady sings Drop codeine in my punch, I’m bout to take a swing If n***as thinkin I’m soft, I’ll knock yo thinkin cap off I get blood out these pussies, I’m a sneaking tampon This for my n***as back home, I’m still New Orleans regardless Got b**hes fallin like olives ‘cause that bullsh** to the tallest My b**h is badder than me, call that Adam & Eve I do tricks on my skateboard, not up my sleeve I kiss yo b**h on the neck, shoot your man in the head Hit his mama address then send his parents a text I play with p**y, not these n***as Crucify these n***as Kidnap em cuz they fowl so ask em who gone by these n***as Got Lil Wayne on her a**, Lil Tunechi on her titties To k** me you gotta die wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me (Wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) (Hook) We ain’t playin, got 100 racks (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) In the van got 100 gat (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) Straight (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) She’s (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) He’s (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) (I’m wit you! ) We ain’t playin, got 100 racks (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) In the van got 100 gat (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) Strong (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) Gas (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) Drank (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) (Verse) I ain’t never been dumb my n***a Or s**a neither, go ahead play ya part wit it Cash on deck, they be layin round wit it Gotta cake up, where the s**as playin rounds wit it I’m cold, doubling this, just ask yo b**h I swear she know her legs up high She spread eagle and then took in my big ego I’m stealthy, I Tunechi them Let me tell you a little something bout me I talk sh**, break like Muhammad Ali Damn, whoop a n***a a** like Muhammad Ali I’m thrown, no catchin me These n***as in the game – so sad to me I’m sure no one would care we Just put them out their misery But no sympathy and no green, uh uh Me home with no heat, uh uh Can n***a talk bullsh** of records at CM in public And they never do nothing You violator, demonstrations I’mma Put n***as up on there, wherever we want I got racks in my pocket right next to my lamas I’m mowin my bag, the purple mohana Get after my girl and it’s round whatever So don’t be struck down when you seein me n***a Whoever f** with me be smoking the Sadie You ready for war, you bout that like really You catch me in Cali, you catch me in Phily See me in Miami, the coppers is wit me Don’t kick no n***as who be gossippin with me Lookin for yo b**h but she probably (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) (Hook) We ain’t playin, got 100 racks (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) In the van got 100 gat (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) Straight (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) She’s (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) He’s (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) (Talk to em! ) We ain’t playin, got 100 racks (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) In the van got 100 gat (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) Strong (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) Gas (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) Drank (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) (Verse) Uh, p**y money weed with me Before you judge me I plead guilty I wish you n***a would, I won’t get a splinter Just bout a chicken, bout to break it down and check in Turn this glock on and I’m not human My drop zoomin, my eyes groomin One giant leap for mankind I’m high as mooman, how have you been? Burning on my waist But it ain’t that far away I’m sparkling like some Chardonnay Here today, gone today I play with p**y, not these n***as Crucify these n***as Kidnap em cuz they fowl so ask em who gone by these n***as Got Lil Wayne on her a**, Lil Tunechi on her titties To k** me you gotta die wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me (Verse) Hey Wayne wait man, these n***as ain’t true Julio on the yard, these n***as can’t do These n***as ain’t kings, these n***as ain’t too Got the game locked up, cuz whatever I ain’t going Got the outside, inside, little lane too I sold up n***a, hold up n***a Pimps on the loop, put yo hoes up n***a Handcuff that b**h when we roll up n***a We’ll hit that b**h come pull up Then her head and shoulders up it never hold in er When your late checkin up, she match us about Then we rollin some loud and leave up out the house We leave up the house, getting 100’s and 50’s And go do one up for 250 We sell out arenas at hundreds of cities These n***as want trouble? I’m bringing it with me (Hook) We ain’t playin, got 100 racks (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) In the van got 100 gat (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) Straight (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) She’s (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) He’s (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) (I’m with you! ) We ain’t playin, got 100 racks (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) In the van got 100 gat (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) Strong (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) Gas (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) Drank (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) (Outro) They ain’t f**in wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me No, they ain’t f**in wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me Yo T.I. They ain’t f**in with us pimps