T.I. Lyrics

Album: TRAP MUZIK

Bezzle Lyrics

(feat. Eightball, MJG, Bun B)

 [Intro]

 Shawty saw the drop top like the bezzles in my watch [3X]

 Like the bezzles in my watch like the bezzles in my watch

 Shawty saw the drop top like the bezzles in my watch [3X]

 Like the bezzles in my watch like the bezzles in my watch

 Shawty saw the drop top like the bezzles in my watch [3X]

 Like the bezzles in my watch like the bezzles in my watch

 

 [T.I.]

 I came up bumping Eazy-E, Cube, and Dre

 (Scarface, OutKast what's happening niggaz) Eightball MJG UGK

 They raised me like santa raised cee

 I always made the money, money never made me

 Break me what this bitch you crazy

 You seen with the freaks don't think she never paid me

 Pimpin get a bitch, break a bitch, hit a bitch, shake a bitch

 Spit game till I make this shit turn these tricks and get me rich

 Lick his ass suck my dick bring me back my niggaz quick

 Who you think you fucking with

 I'm serious about this pimpin shit

 All the niggaz I kick it with looking for a richer bitch

 Get this bitch to take this trick for pounds of weed bricks and shit

 Broke bitch you get your shit

 Before I get another bitch who could fix your shit

 My pimp to strong I ain't with your shit

 You going to make me split your shit

 Two things I ain't seen is this you a fony bitch I can't get

 Eyes on the ride yeah right shut the fuck......

 

 [Chorus ad libs (T.I.)]

 Shawty saw the drop top like the bezzles in my watch [3X]

 Like the bezzles in my watch like the bezzles in my watch

 Shawty saw the drop top like the bezzles in my watch [3X]

 Like the bezzles in my watch like the bezzles in my watch

 

 [MJG]

 Whole mack load it up hard as fine blow it up

 M-J-G I know you hoes and been exposed enough

 I cross a tree over bag a bitch in a toaster oven

 Slam dunk in pimpin and her sister if she close enough

 

 [Eightball]

 Look right here

 open up the door and let it crook in here

 Grab the mic a watch these niggaz tuck there tail and look in fear

 As I bust around with no shells inside in myself

 Lyrics like a conseled weapon sending you bitches straight to hell

 

 [MJG]

 Burning up just like in waco texas

 Heating up your neckless

 Scorching up your afro the devil coming at your

 Ass any hard one for niggaz who really want it

 M-J- fucking G with pussy and titties on it

 

 [Eightball]

 Them bitches love when they see pimping come up in it

 24 inches under somethin smoking tinted

 Hustle hard for keep it cause I love to spend it

 Pimping love is when your style is when you love to hit it

 

 [Chorus ad libs (T.I.)]

 

 [Bun B]

 I came a long way from a posta posta

 Till I kosta nostra kept the toaster closer

 than I'm supposed to well I poast ya procha

 Ride like a roller coaster

 Pistol whip you hold ya throat then choke you like a croacha croacha rocha

 pull out a light and smoke you (damn)

 Pull my coat off I blessed man just streesed man

 Just still elementary just a glance couldn't learn it is hurting my chances

 Pack pistols just to blast it (blast it)

 I put it to second guessers I blast it it just to prove it (prove it)

 Mother fuckers get a moving (moving)

 I born into hustling I grew up tustlin

 Gave my muscle in and got into meeting my frail but hell I put my trust in

 My left and right hand grinding threw the night

 And I keep my family right and see some paper like a white man

 Balling in the ninth (and) we holding in the light (and) sippin on worthless

 sprite and you can call it what you like

 I call what the fuck I feel play the courts that fucking peel

 But we ain't sleeping till they free and pimping here that's the fucking drill

 

 [Chorus to fade]