T.I. Lyrics

Album: TRAP MUZIK

Let Me Tell You Something Lyrics

[Intro (T.I.)]

 Want to be your man, please...tell you why

 (I know what y'all thinking)

 Doop doop doop doop doop doop

 (First he can't be my man, now he want to be my man)

 (I wish this nigga make his mind up)

 Can't live my life...tell you why

 (All my niggaz man we gonna have be 21 bout this shit you know)

 Oh baby, oh baby

 (We gonna step out the track for one sec, one sec)

 

 [Verse 1]

 Now what I got to say, seal with a kiss

 Know I can't be your man why I feel like this

 What I need with a woman when I live like this

 Different chicks running in and out the crib like this

 Maybe five, maybe six, seven, eight'll be enough

 Plus the twins make ten but for you I give it up

 Set times to the side just for us to live it up

 Walking out a rav farm, purple label linen dove

 It's hard for me to discuss what I had vision for us

 Lots of trust, and a crib worth a couple million plus

 So what if I got a pass, labelled a dirt bag

 By the minute, hearts I broken and women I hurt bad

 Might I add Christian Dior and fur jackets

 A part of the pack, but still far from a marriage

 It's easy to lose balance when hearts just start carin

 With the attractions apparent, its hard to stop starin

 

 [Hook]

 Hey baby let me tell you sumthin, come here I need to tell you sumthin

 (Tell you why)

 Hey shorty let me tell you sumthin, wanna talk need to tell you sumthin

 (doop doop doop doop doop doop doop)

 Lil mama let me tell you sumthin, I wanna tell you sumthin

 (Cant live my life...without you)

 Hey baby let me tell you sumthin, Shorty I've been meanin to tell you sumthin

 (Oh baby, oh baby)

 

 [Verse 2]

 If I can get a little bit of your time, shorty

 I got some shit I want to get out my mind, and I know

 You get enough of niggaz hollerin ya fine (hey

 ask...ask ya friend man, man I got this)

 Introductions seem to bug you, them partnas of mine

 My bad, I know you think I'm probably lyin

 Then imma stop to conversate, relates all of ya time...man

 Look, but half of that shit is all in ya mind

 Say you should follow your heart and I'm follow my mind

 But anyway, when I see yo' face

 Im thinking three or four days in Montego Bay

 At the Half Moon, but I know she gon' say

 I already have too many hoes, I know

 But if I had you, all the dough I'd blow

 On eleven karat pink stones trillion row

 I wanna be the reason why you showing ya teeth

 Without a worry in the world when you rollig with me

 

 [Hook]

 

 [Roger Troutman's - "I Want To Be Your Man" plays]