[Wyclef]

Ay Boy, Don't Spill My Drink Boy

Pull It!

Now Listen..(Grand Hustle homie)

Everybody report to the bloodclot dancefloor

Wyclef all hands on deck (you love the beat)

(boy you know what it is)



[T.I.P & Wyclef]

Ay, (brat), Ay (brat), Ay (brat)

Yo T.I.P, talk to them bloodclot



[T.I.P]

I'm a real nigga Homie

Show Six figga's on me

I got a pistol

You don't want it

But You know what it is

Im way fly-er

My pay is way higher

If they ever mention sire

Boy You know what it is

About that drama

You don't want no' problems

Goatta love that lama

But you know what it is

I get Money, all I count is big money

This is all you get from me

Boy you know what it is



[Wyclef]

Yo T.I.P, let them little rock boys know how you movin

(Boy You Know What it is)



[T.I.P]

The wait is over here we go again I'm back in the plate

Gon sell another couple mill and take it back to tha 'A

Gon take that other couple mill and put it back in the safe

5 carats for the crib only b

I'm in big crusies 2 steppin with the gat in the waist

T.I. aint in the streets no more fo sho is that what they say?

No more cryin when you sayin boy you have to be great

Cuz that pistol will hit ya in ya face yall peeps will have to replate

That's if you like it and if ya trust me it wont hurt me to take

A Hundred thousand to them Haitians you'll be murdered today.



[T.I.P]

I'm a real nigga Homie

Show Six figga's on me

I got a pistol

You don't want it

But You know what it is

Im way fly-er

My pay is way higher

If they ever mention sire

Boy You know what it is

About that drama

You don't want no' problems

Goatta love that lama

But you know what it is

I get Money, all I count is big money

This is all you get from me

Boy you know what it is



[Wyclef]

[ You Know What It Is lyrics found on http:&&www.completealbumlyrics.com ]

Yo T.I.P, some boy wanna playa hate,

Let em know who tha king of the south is!

Talk to em!



[T.I.P]

Women sweatin when they see me im apparently hot

Had the album of the year nigga grammy or not

Remember all day I used to stand in one spot

2 revolvers in my pocket pitchin handlin rocks

See me now? choppin, there aint a car I aint got

Im the #1 customer at my own car lot

If ya wanna know how much I make just imagine alot

Even tho I prolly gettin more then you'd imagine I got

Listen close I need to know if you understand me or not

If ya disrespectin me you and your man'll get shot



[T.I.P]

I'm a real nigga Homie

Show Six figga's on me

I got a pistol

You don't want it

But You know what it is

Im way fly-er

My pay is way higher

If they ever mention sire

Boy You know what it is

About that drama

You don't want no' problems

Goatta love that lama

But you know what it is

I get Money, all I count is big money

This is all you get from me

Boy you know what it is



[T.I.P]

Went from the King of the south, to the king of the states

Ridin in a car you probably never seen in the states

No Idea how much yay I can bring in the states

You could get a hundred of em for a million today

Lucus aint the only one who made a million a day

But it's an American Gangsta right here in ya face

And you dont wanna see P$C on the scene with a 'K

You think you running and prorobbin that aint even the case

And just because you get away that dont mean its okay

You a dead man walking and I mean it okay.



[T.I.P]

I'm a real nigga Homie

Show Six figga's on me

I got a pistol

You don't want it

But You know what it is

Im way fly-er

My pay is way higher

If they ever mention sire

Boy You know what it is

About that drama

You don't want no' problems

Goatta love that lama

But you know what it is

I get Money, all I count is big money

This is all you get from me

Boy you know what it is



[Wyclef]

Some of dem boys want to talk what dey have done.

They guns sound like popcorn.