Terrence "Knightheet" Culbreath - Tangerine lyrics

Published

0 111 0

Terrence "Knightheet" Culbreath - Tangerine lyrics

[Hook : T.I. & (Big Boi)] She said her name was Tangerine, damn, the American Dream She all about her f**ing cream, shake it like a tambourine Shake it like a tambourine, she shake it like a tambourine Shake it like a tambourine, she shake it like a tambourine (She said her name was Billie Jean, said she wanna show me things) (I pulled out a stack of green, shake it like a tambourine) (Shake it like a tambourine, shake it like a tambourine) (Shake it like a tambourine, shake it like a tambourine) [Verse 1: Big Boi] Now let's set it straight, B-I-G don't cut for cake I put her on a plate until she's no longer awake They just lay fast asleep, when I hit 'em with the snake Put that venom up in 'em until I leave 'em with the shakes On display, she's a model but she only model shoes Not fake like a prosthetic leg or prostitute How'd she choose? She just whisper in my ear, "I'm with you" I'm the type of dude that sends your baby momma out for food And I also like her throat action with a pa**ion Love in her mouth for dental satisfaction That means I hit the head like Greg Louganis then I'm splashing Ugh, bust one back in the 'Lac stabbing She knows what's happening, there's no reason to doubt it If you ask her how I got it she say "How he had went about it was" And then you wake up from a bad dream A nightmare, settle down cause she right there [Hook] [Verse 2: T.I.] Ok midnight, fit like four or five chicks In the drop 66 bumpin' Southernplayalistic Yeah we riding through the city like Monday Magic City Nights Pa** dees around momentarily they feeling like Getting right, good girls got them getting busy like Big dykes, eating so much p**y they forget pipe All got boyfriends, tell me they don't hit it right They come see me so they can come be freaks In the backseat, everything fast like a track meet All I can see are titties, p**y lips and a** cheeks Actually, no exaggeration no imagining Real talk, my reality is your fantasy Keisha, Kim, Tameka, Shay, Alisha and Gloria Chasing this broad tryna find euphoria Name notorious, dick game glorious Find me shorty when your boyfriend boring ya [Hook : Big Boi & (Khujo)] Shake it like some Texas Pete dropping on your collard greens Make it hotter and she want a dollar do you follow me? Shake it like a tambourine, shake it like a tambourine Shake it like a tambourine, shake it like a tambourine (Smelling like some tangerines, rolling like she on some beans) (Garter belt full of green, booty busting out the seams) (Shake it like a tambourine, she shake it like a tambourine) (Shake it like a tambourine, about to shake it like a tambourine) [Verse 3: Big Boi] Once upon a rhyme I knew this girl and she was fine As everything outdoors, the kinda girl I describe her Like Michael Jordan when he's froze in a pose Of a jumpman, top flight security on these hoes, man She drop it low only for me to pick her up When she's liquored up I'm leaving my fingerprints on her bu*t Ten-hut at attention as we stand for this woman General Patton, boy stop we think she's coming Loving the way that I'm licking her down boy you bluffing Nothing, while a n***a like me be straight up royal flushing But this ain't about playing no cards, dummy Her get me open my sugar and she go hard for me Even take a charge for me if the coppers caught us riding To get a tray of fruit and a pack of 1.5's and I'm all the way on them papers, she all the way on my team We burn it down like California trees in the breeze [Hook]