Lời bài hát More & More
[Intro: T.I.] Some shit never change, nigga Aha, ayy, yeah [Verse 1: T.I.] Frank Muller, put one, two to your medulla Habla, gun dada, there is none hotter I'm so along witcha girl, it's just somethin' 'bout her I'm havin' fun with her, you better come get her I fuck her face, bust one on her concealer And make another girl lick it off, I'ma dumb nigga Since a young nigga, I've been a made man My bitches come with fat ass and a spray tan Spend a whole bag, then run up more I won a 100k shootin' dice 10 to 4 Playing poker, put the sack up, go all in [?], double down, we ain't go to Dubai If you wanna win big, the rig gotta be high All them bad bitches all on your dick, you gotta be fly Yeah, he cool but he not a T.I., I will be damned Watch him do designer drugs by the gram, get what they asked for Life be action packed but don't nothin' distract from the cash flow Dope boy fashion, avoid fuck boys, hate 'em with a passion I'm sucka-duckin' gettin' money A hard dick all a bitch got coming, yeah [Chorus: T.I. & Jeezy] All I know is more & more (aha) Goin' to the grave 'fore I'm going broke Do it all against the odds, baby, lord knows Puttin' on, homie, that's what I was born for (You know what this is) Hunnid bands (Yeah) All I know is more & more (aha) (Wassup) Goin' to the grave 'fore I'm going broke (Tip, I got you, nigga) Do it all against the odds, baby, lord knows Puttin' on, homie, that's what I was born for (You, know what this is) Hunnid bands [Verse 2: Jeezy] Dope boy, bitch I ain't got to say it again It's the king and the don, you gotta play it again Drop the top, lace your boots up, grab your scale All you see are triples E's like you're weighin' a whale See, I'm straight up out the gutter, it ain't hard to tell Flex, made that yellow butter, it ain't hard to sell Got thirty rounds up on my hip, make it hard to walk (damn) Caller from a private number, make it hard to stalk Drop the top on a 'Rari, nigga, I'm so made Let the Dawn in the [?], I'm so paid And she came to the mansion, yeah, the bitch got slayed Skinny dippin' in the pool yeah, your bitch got saved, huh [Chorus: T.I. & Jeezy] All I know is more & more (aha) Goin' to the grave 'fore I'm going broke Do it all against the odds, baby, lord knows Puttin' on, homie, that's what I was born for Hunnid bands (Yeah) All I know is more & more (aha) (more & more) Goin' to the grave 'fore I'm going broke Do it all against the odds, baby, lord knows Puttin' on, homie, that's what I was born for Hunnid bands [Verse 3: T.I.] All I know is get this check and the respect Fly the family from Atlanta to Hawaii and back Why would you act slow? No, I'm not an asshole Get your ass blown smooth off for doin' too much Had it with the other niggas that was tryna move up It is what is, ain't no way to make a do-up Better know that we was selling crack until we blew up Was trappin', everybody knew us And then the mill' came I've been through so much shit that I'm numb to it, don't feel pain Just heard Urban Legend the other day and it still bang Get a [?] (get it) Make it double, want some weight, you need some bigger muscles (you need it) Finesse the plan, then work your way throughout the filibuster Tryin' not to kill a sucka, that's a hard job (ya dig) But I'ma still try my hand with a car show Boy, I've been getting it out the mud since 14, making it do what it does True trap nigga [Chorus: T.I. & Jeezy] All I know is more & more (aha) Goin' to the grave 'fore I'm going broke Do it all against the odds, baby, lord knows Puttin' on, homie, that's what I was born for (You know what this is) Hunnid bands (Yeah) All I know is more & more (aha) (more & more) Goin' to the grave 'fore I'm going broke Do it all against the odds, baby, lord knows Puttin' on, homie, that's what I was born for, uh huh Hunnid bands All I know is [Outro: T.I.] Some more and some more is all I know, man You know what I mean? Big-big shit poppin' for a long time, you understand that? Hey, been doin' this shit for bread and meat, we don't make it, we don't eat, you understand? Yeah, yeah, talk while we spit is what we do all day, man I mean, try to be humble as I can be But truth be told, none of you niggas can fuck with me, you understand that? It's the motherfuckin' king, nigga Come hell or high water, accept no substitution Stay solid all the way through it Fuck what a hater got to say What I did, can nobody undo Build this shit with my bare hands, man Bare witness to the greatness It's upon you This is the Dime Trap
