Act I: T.I.P. lyrics

by

JAY-Z


{*TV changing channels*}
"Rapper T.I."
"3 Grammy nomination..."
"With the second highest debut on the hip-hop..."
"If you look left there's a monkey next to an anaconda"
"Sentenced to probation..." - "BBC"
"Philant John..." - "Philant Johnson, gunned down"
"In a hail of gun..."
"... suffered a miscarriage"
"_ATL_ opens with a..."
"Featuring with the acting debut of rapper T.I."

[T.I.]
Man, I ain't sign up for this sh*t
I lost my partner, and lost my life homes
Man f*ck this sh*t, I'm done

Ay, listen homes, get Atlantic on the phone, go on call 'em
And tell Craig, Julie, Kev, and Kys - I need to holla at 'em
First I gotta let 'em know I'm tired of rappin
f*ck the money, ever since Phil died I ain't happy
Hey what's happenin, we under new operations
Though we ready for whatever, we like ya cooperation better
Listen when I'm talkin, throw it off, I ain't patient
I'mma tell ya once then start countin shell cases
Don't mean to scare you but this bullsh*t is irritatin
I'mma tell you like it is shawty, I ain't fin' to play
I feel like another case comin round the corner any day
I know the consequences, I'm the same n*gga anyway - anyway
It's way more important than what I'm fin' ta say
Do what I say or I ain't droppin sh*t 'til twenty twenty-eight
(Who gives a f*ck if he comes on the 20th for 28th?)
{He said the year 2028 you f*cking moron!}
Listen guys, on that B-I sh*t
It's T.I.P. from here on out, f*ck that T.I. sh*t
Give a damn what any n*gga gotta say 'bout this
(Yo check this cat) Yeah I think it's best to say I did it
Don't be e-mailin no itineraries, I won't get it
Ya best bet just holla when they fill the jet
Tell Cindy ain't no photo shoots and I ain't interviewin
Refuse and I'll build a subdivision and shoot a dozen movies
{Cash that check and be spendin our money}
You right about that honey, thanks for doin that for me
Speakin of money - you can always buy me out but the price high
I ain't none of T.I. n*gga, no mo' Mr. Nice Guy
[Lyor Cohen]
Listen kid, understand me here (what?)
This is Lyor Cohen (yeah yeah)
You better treat this company with some respect (ha ha ha ha)
And you better not be playin with my motherf*ckin money

[Outro: T.I.]
Oh I got ya motherf*ckin money partner, but I ain't playin
You got any sense you'll do what the f*ck I say
Or I ain't sellin no goddamn albums
And that ain't no threat, that's a motherf*ckin promise jack!
Come and see me if you want it
Get it like the Red Cross n*gga!
{*phone hangs up and dial tone*}

[Repeat to fade]
Hustle pimp, hustle pimp

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