T.I. - Gumbo lyrics

[Hook] Mix that flavor with that cash, this what you get, this what you get On with three b**hes, two of 'em mixed aye All I wanted, drinkin' coffee, counting cream It's that cash with that lean, it's that Tink theme Gumbo Gumbo (Gumbo) Whip it, whip it (Gumbo) Gumbo (Gumbo, Gumbo) Whip it, whip it (Gumbo) [Verse 1: Stak5] I'm C. Wallace, 2Pacalypse Now on every beat Outlaw, above the rim, you feel my pain on every sheet Listen, b**h, I got the juice It ain't about bread, I'm out the loop Sittin' at these stats, but I'm much taller hoppin' out the coupe Real n***a, I can't speak it if it's not the truth f** the differences, I'm real in and out the booth n***as change, same n***a with or without the loot Stiff n***a like Ironman, just without the suit [Verse 2: T.I.] Man I got platinum on with yellow gold An old b**h, a young ho, light skin, dark skin Mix 'em up, gumbo, yellow drink, purple drink Kamikaze combo Menagin' on that molly before I make it to the condo Them b**h bust it open quick, fair and pronto In the bed, giving head to the head honcho Hunch no clock, what it grind, all I got Get Glock, get guap, I'mma shine on top [Hook] [Verse 3: Rocko] This that gas with that lean Add that water, make that cream Put those stunners with them gunners Gone together, that's my team Add the molly, take them beans Mix that soda with that cola Break it down, serve a fiend Run it up by any mean Got a porter, we can end it Like Rihanna, come on I'mma put it in the twister Sprung together, gumbo It's that n***a with my plug Broad day, I don't give no f** It's that money with the gangsta You know that heffe? That's a thug [Verse 4: Jeezy] Betta show respect when you talk to a chef If you want it done right, gotta whip it yoself f** up out my kitchen, ain't needin' the help And if the right get tagged, gotta whip with the left Got my money shoes on, get some chicks in the whip And hey, I'm tryba beat the best, so I'm chasin' myself (I'm tryna beat the best, so I'm chasin' myself) (I'm tryna beat the best, so I'm chasin' myself) [Hook] [Verse 5: Stak5] I'm on my paper chasing, I'm on high pursuit Both of 'em scrubs, and I ain't neva wore a doctor suit Operating on these beats like I'm a surgeon Gucci got me fresh as f** with no detergent A bad here, a bad there, yeah I be splurgin' Fast money, I need it quick, I want it urgent Never had a 95 because it come slow I'm eatin' good as blue crabs up in my gumbo [Verse 6: ??] Nevamind me, ain't tryna intervene I'm just tryna mix that white with that water and that cream Cook up all the chickens, eat up all the strip Mix that fish with them bricks, Chriss Magetta is what you get [Hook]