T.I. - Look What I Got lyrics

[Ad lib] Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay You think them n***as is hot Well shawty look what I got (n***a look what I got) You think I'm lying n***a Look what I got Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay Shawty look what I got Ay, pimpin look what I got Look what I got My n***a look what I got [Verse One] Big wheels still spin when I stop Presidential roll, gold rolex watch With no rocks I save them for the pinky Keep you n***as blinkin' He ain't wearin' platinum, Naw But I keep you n***as thinking Mink seats sure to keep a n***a sinkin' Swear he ain't slangin' But I know that n***a creepin' Got a condo, in Orlando For the weekend Hoes be so crunk in the club We gotta sneak in No more room in the V.I.P They payin' just to peek in When they leave They be lookin in a car They can't even see in And that's just the Be-gin-ning In the city that he in He was rappin' in the cafeteria But now that n***a serious Heard he got a CL, a EXT on Spreewells Several Chevy's on 24's (Hold up), "how many records he sell?" Man I don't know But he got a label now Them boys, the PSC (hell) I heard Atlantic gave 'em a deal for 2 or 3 mill. (ay, shawty) (for real n***a?) [Hook] Look what I got A old school, a truck and a drop So next time you think them n***as is hot Shawty, look what I got The respect of the n***as and G's So next time you say them n***as is G's You probably lookin' at me A what, we ballin' Bought the bar for the broads So next time you think them n***as is hard Shawty, look at the squad I'm buyin' yachts, have the streets on lock So next time you think yo' peeps on top Pimpin, look what I got [Verse Two] I'm well known in the hood Like the dope man phone number Roll anything I can throw some 24's under n***a talk bad 'bout the man But I shole wonder Why the dope boys f** with 'em And the hoes love 'em Very little promotions on this album Never heard of 'em But it's jammin' like the f** Was jumpin' out the stores Cause I was born in the raid And I'm made in the streets I done played in the days In the shade in the streets I say I rapped in the trap With the best in the streets Shot craps in the back You know the rest, n***a please You doin' business with me You best invest in some skis I sell slopes of snow I don't f** with little blow n***a Got 80 k's, it's gone take a little more (to what?) To double up and bring it back And make a little more (You movin' slow) And movin slow, now what you take a n***a for? I'mma co*k hammers and 44's And nail yo a** to the floor And I ain't braggin', I'm just letting n***as know Cause the media and radio can get a n***a so f**ed up Comparin' me to these n***as little flow I do a song f** up they whole little show (so shawty) [Hook]