Wit Me Lyrics - T.i.

Bitch, put my dick in ya face, put my gun in ya purse 

Put my work in your pussy, bitch don't cum on the work 

Pass the weed to your slime, these niggas greener than lime 

So many knots in my pockets, them bitches need a massage 

I was born in a drought, I hope I die in ya mouth 

If you a rat, you should've died as a mouse 

The weed louder than the opera house, till the fat lady sing 

Drop codeine in my punch, I'm 'bout to take a swing 

If niggas thinkin' I'm soft, I'll knock yo' thinkin' cap off 

I get blood out these pussies, I'm a stinky tampon 

This for my niggas back home, I'm so New Orleans regardless 

Got bitches fallin' like August, could sell bullshit to a tourist 

My bitches badder than me, call that Adam and Eve 

I do tricks on my skateboard, not up my sleeve 

I kiss yo' bitch on her neck, shoot ya man in the head 

Get his mama address then send his parents his head 

I play with pussy not these niggas, crucify these niggas 

Kidnap 'em, call they boss and ask 'em who gon' buy these niggas? 

Got Lil Wayne on her ass, Lil Tunechi on her titties 

To kill me you gotta die wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me 

Tip 

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We ain't playin', got a 100 racks (wit me, wit me, wit me) 

In the van got 100 Gats (wit me, wit me, wit me) 

Streets (wit me, wit me, wit me) 

She's (wit me, wit me, wit me) 

He's (wit me, wit me, wit me) 

I'm wit you (wit me, wit me, wit me) 

We ain't playin', got a 100 racks (wit me, wit me, wit me) 

In the van got 100 Gats (wit me, wit me, wit me) 

Strong (wit me, wit me, wit me) 

Gas (wit me, wit me, wit me) 

Drank (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) 

I ain't never been dumb my nigga, or a sucka neither 

Go ahead play around with it 

Cash on deck, they be layin' 'round with it 

Gotta cape up when the suckas be sprayin' rounds with it 

I'm cold 

Don't believe me, just ask yo' bitch 

I swear she know her legs up high 

She spread eagle and then took in my big ego 

I'm stealthy, ask Tunechi and them 

Let me tell you a little something 'bout me 

I talk shit bread like Muhammad Ali 

Then whoop a nigga ass like Muhammad Ali 

I'm thrown 

No catchin' me, these niggas in the game, so sad to me 

I'm sure no one would care if we just put them out they misery 

With no sympathy and no grief, uh uh 

Leave home with no heat, uh uh 

A nigga talk bullshit on records and see him in public 

And they never do nothing 

You violate demonstrations, I'mma put niggas up on there wherever we want 

I got racks in my pocket right next to my lamas 

I'm mowin' my bag, the purple mohana 

Get after my girl and it's 'round whatever 

So don't be struck down when you seein' me now 

Cause whoever fuck with me be smoking the city 

You ready for war? You 'bout that life really? 

You catch me in Cali, you catch me in Phily 

See me in Miami, them choppers is with me 

Don't kick no niggas who be gossippin' with me 

Lookin' for yo' bitch? Well she probably wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me 

We ain't playin', got a 100 racks (wit me, wit me, wit me) 

In the van got 100 Gats (wit me, wit me, wit me) 

Streets (wit me, wit me, wit me) 

She's (wit me, wit me, wit me) 

He's (wit me, wit me, wit me) 

Talk to 'em (wit me, wit me, wit me) 

We ain't playin', got a 100 racks (wit me, wit me, wit me) 

In the van got 100 Gats (wit me, wit me, wit me) 

Strong (wit me, wit me, wit me) 

Gas (wit me, wit me, wit me) 

Drank (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) 

Uh, pussy, money, weed with me 

Before you judge me, I plead guilty 

I wish a nigga would, I won't get a splinter 

Just bought a chicken, 'bout to break it down in chicken tenders 

Block fuming, I'm not human 

My drop zoomin', my eyes groomin' 

One giant leap for mankind 

I'm high as moon men, how have you been? 

Gun ain't on my waist, but it ain't that far away 

I'm sparkling like some Chardonnay 

Here today, gone today 

I play with pussy not these niggas, crucify these niggas 

Kidnap 'em, call they boss and ask 'em who gon' buy these niggas? 

Got Lil Wayne on her ass, Lil Tunechi on her titties 

To kill me you gotta die wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me 

Hey Wayne wait man, these niggas ain't true 

Julio on the yard, these niggas can't do 

These niggas ain't King, these niggas ain't Tune 

Got the game locked up, covered every angle 

Got the outside, inside, middle lane too 

All sold up nigga, hold up nigga 

Pimps on the loop, put yo' hoes up nigga 

Handcuff that bitch when we roll up nigga 

We'll hit that bitch, come pull up in her 

Her head and shoulders never hold up in her 

With the legs hangin' out, cause she dead just about 

Then we rollin' some loud and leave up out the house 

We leave up the house countin' 100s and 50s and go do a show for 250 

We sell out arenas at hundreds of cities 

These niggas want trouble? I'm bringing it wit me 

(Wit me, wit me, wit me) 

We ain't playin', got a 100 racks (wit me, wit me, wit me) 

In the van got 100 Gats (wit me, wit me, wit me) 

Streets (wit me, wit me, wit me) 

She's (wit me, wit me, wit me) 

He's (wit me, wit me, wit me) 

I'm wit you (wit me, wit me, wit me) 

We ain't playin', got a 100 racks (wit me, wit me, wit me) 

In the van got 100 Gats (wit me, wit me, wit me) 

Strong (wit me, wit me, wit me) 

Gas (wit me, wit me, wit me) 

Drank (wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me) 

Alright 

They ain't fuckin' wit me, wit me, wit me 

Nooo, they ain't fuckin' wit me, wit me, wit me 

Yo Tip 

They ain't fuckin with us pimp 

Ahhhhhhhh! 

My bad, I didn't mean to scream like that, sorry