[Chorus: T.I.]
All the whips on fours and my wrist so froze
Ain't no problem with these hoes, They don't never say no
All they sayin' (Yeah) I keep 'em sayin' (Yeah)
Hey, they be sayin' (Yeah) We got 'em sayin' (Yeah)
You know my clicks so cold and my pockets so swole
And we bet a hundred more, I don't never say no
All I say is (Yeah) Say bet I'm sayin' (Yeah)
Say what I'm sayin' (Yeah) You know I'm sayin' (Yeah)

[Verse 1: T.I.]
I'm ridin' through the city blowin' purple on a Saturday
See the APDP, well, you got to put the gat away
See them nigga comin', let it blow like Donald Hathaway
In the SLR, all the doors open thata way
Supermodel, movie star, the stripper, broads after me
Nigga try to battle me but all they do is rattle me
I ask them man 'what happenin?' I'm laughin' while they chatterin'
I'm bustin', they be scattering, you know you lookin' at a king
Super clean in a new drop stuntin'
Nigga talk shit but it ain't 'bout nothin'
You'll get your ass kicked if your mouth keep runnin'
Keep talk slick 'bout the sound we comin'
Say what you want but this is how we runnin'
Niggas still tryna ball out, we done it
My wrist so bright and my neck so shiny
When I tell her lets go, she don't back up from me
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