Boom Bap - T.I.

Boom Bap - T.I.
B**ches kissin' and huggin'
Niggas trippin' and buggin'
You watch your mind I'm on my grind
And I ain't quittin' for nothing
Tell your mothers and uncles
Brothers sisters and cousins
My flow so nasty deranged
That ni**a tip is disgusting
Gotta grip on the game
Quit your pullin' and tuggin'
Cause I ain't clinically sane
I go to pushin' a button
They get to clickin' and bustin'
You get to dippin' and duckin'
They empty clips by the dozen
You come up missin' for nothing
Hey I can triple your budget
I'm in the business of hustlin'
If we ain't talking about money
I say let's end the discussion
Hate off my shoulders
I'm brushin'
All the ladies are blushin'
They all love when I f**k 'em
Blacks and Latinas and Russians
Tell 'em be easy no rushin'
Mastered the art of seduction
I let 'em blow me so much head
I can catch a concussion
Seven chicks in the bed
Touching lickin' and suckin'
Dick 'em into submission
Then I send 'em to truckin'
Cousin we nothing alike
You can say what you like
Do all that huffin' and puffin'
Then run away from the fight
Don't know who gettin' you high
When you sit and you write
Great imaginary life
You only live on a MIC
I'm who you'd die to be like
Cause I'm so fly with nice
To live my life you'd have to
Try to hit the lottery twice
Find it amusing I'm gigglin'
At what you made in a year
Quadruple that while in prison
Servin' my day and a year
Ni**a hahahaha wow