Look What I Got lyrics

Artist  : T.i. 
Song : Look What I Got



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[ad lib]
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
You think them
niggaz is hot
Well shawty look what I
got
(nigga look what I got)
You think I'm
lying nigga
Look what I got
Ay, ay, ay, ay,
ay
Shawty look what I got
Ay, pimpin look
what I got
Look what I got
My nigga look
what I got

[Verse One]
Big wheels still
spin when I stop
Presidential roll, gold rolex
watch
With no rocks
I save them for the
pinky
Keep you niggaz blinkin'
He ain't
wearin' platinum, Naw
But I keep you niggaz
thinking
Mink seats sure to keep a nigga
sinkin'
Swear he ain't slangin'
But I know
that nigga creepin'
Got a condo, in
Orlando
For the weekend
Homes be so crunk
in the club
We gotta sneak in
No more room
in the V.I.P
They payin' just to peek
in
When they leave
They be lookin in a
car
They can't even see in
And that's just
the
Be-gin-ning
In the city that he
in
He was rappin' in the cafeteria
But now
that nigga serious
Heard he got a CL, a EXT on
Spreewells
Several Chevy's on 24's
(Hold
up), “how many records he
sell?”
Man I don't know
But he got a
label now
Them boys, the PSC (hell)
I heard
Atlantic gave 'em a deal for
2 or 3 mill. (ay,
shawty)
(for real
nigga?)

[chorus]
Look what I got
A
old school, a truck and a drop
So next time
you think them niggaz is hot
Shawty, look what
I got
The respect of the niggaz and G's
So
next time you say them niggaz is G's
You
probably lookin' at me
A what, we
ballin'
Bought the bar for the broads
So
next time you think them niggaz is
hard
Shawty, look at the squad
I'm buyin'
yachts, have the streets on lock
So next time
you think yo' peeps on top
Pimpin, look what I
got

[Verse Two]
I'm well known in the
hood
Like the dope man phone number
Roll
anything I can throw some 24's under
Nigga
talk bad 'bout the man
But I shole
wonder
Why the dope boys fuck with 'em
And
the hoes love 'em
Very little promotions on
this album
Never heard of 'em
But it's
jammin' like the fuck
Was jumpin' out the
stores
'cause I was born in the raid
and
I'm made in the streets
I done played in the
days
In the shade in the streets
I say I
rapped in the trap
With the best in the
streets
Shot craps in the back
You know the
rest, nigga please
You doin' business with
me
You best invest in some skills
I sell
slopes of snow
I don't fuck with little blow
nigga
Got 80 k's, it's gone take a little more
(to what?)
To double up and bring it
back
And make a little more (You movin'
slow)
And movin slow, now what you take a
nigga for?
I'ma cock hammers and 44's
And
nail yo ass to the floor
And I ain't braggin',
I'm just letting niggaz know
'cause the media
and radio can get a nigga so
Fucked
up
Comparin' me to these niggaz little
flow
I do a song
Fuck up they whole little
show (so shawty)

[chorus]