T PAIN – Make That Shit Work – Lyrics

Make That Shit Work by T PAIN

[Intro: T-Pain]
I lay the hammer down
I'ma build a whole house on that ass, I swear
Tell her its hammer time
Cause I'm from Tallahassee and you know we get nasty out here
Now when we swervin' in the [?], you know we makin' it chirp
You almost made me spill this jack on this ten dollar shirt
Shawty, tell me when you and your friend get out of work
Cause all these other bitches just pretending to twerk

[Pre-Hook: T-Pain]
I'ma about to unload on a bitch
Baby let me see you get low a bit
Drink that wine get low on the hips (too fast)
Take it slow on the dick

[Hook: T-Pain & Juicy J]
Now when I walk up in this bitch you know I'm making it work
How you fit all that cake in that skirt?
I'm whippin' on that ass like I'm making this hurt
Waterguns, I be makin' it squirt
Walk up in this bitch you better make that shit work
I'm throwin' hundreds in your face you better make that shit work
And when you hop up on a dick you better make that shit work Make that shit work, make that shit work (x2)
Hop up on a dick you better make that shit work
I'm throwin' hundreds in your face you better make that shit work

[Verse 1: T-Pain]
Her booty unbelievable
Tryin' to describe it but my crew just don't believe me
And if she ain't workin' for the premium
I'na stuck it on the side like a motherfuckin' TV
I'ma beast I do this shit in reality nigga
If she fuck with me she fuck with bestiality nigga
I got her working, got her working, losing calories nigga
She don't fuck with you cause she knows that your swag ain't official
Hundred dollars at a time
Drop that pussy on a dime
Make it clap to the baseline
Boom bap wind chime

[Hook]
[Verse 2: Juicy J]
God damn shawty where you get that ass at
Make a nigga hit it twice had to backtrack
Hit it three times, she in love with it
Shawty hike that ass up, let me come get it
You are my thing, I might end the please
Lame ass niggas can't hang with a G
Ass and them titties what your boy came to see
The club ain't got enough change for me
And you know I'm gone off a pill not that Tylenol
If the bitch ain't eatin' dick she might as well starve
Shoot movies in the bed, she gon' play her part
Cause when it come to givin' brain she gon' play it smart
We throwin' George Washington's, them fives and them tens
Twenties, fifties, color money Benjamins
Throw that bread tell her momma she gon' be your best friend
But that bitch ain't in love she just tryin' to get them M's
[Hook: Juicy J]

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T PAIN – Represent – Lyrics

Represent by T PAIN

850, that's where I came from

Got all my niggas with me

Bitch niggas it ain't none

Where you think I get my name from

Somewhere you can't come

Got kids up in that chain gang

Bang bang!

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T PAIN – Let Your Hair Down – Lyrics

Let Your Hair Down by T PAIN

Go straight to the floor with it

Go and do it like a stripper on the pole with it

Go'n roll to the left, go'n roll to the right

Now back it up like a truck

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T PAIN – Did It Anyway – Lyrics

Did It Anyway by T PAIN

Roll around town with the top down

Bumpin' my music

So when I pull up in the spot now

Everybody go stupid

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T PAIN – Disa My Ting – Lyrics

Disa My Ting by T PAIN

Dissa my ting

Hoes in the back room, kissin' my ring

Ready for the day, hit me with the Visine

Getting to the money, hit me with the ice cream

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T PAIN – Coming Home – Lyrics

Coming Home by T PAIN

I'm coming home

I'm coming home

Tell the World I'm coming home

Let the rain wash away all the pain of yesterday

I know my kingdom awaits and they've forgiven my mistakes

I'm coming home, I'm coming home

Tell the World that I'm coming

Back where I belong, yeah I never felt so strong

(I'm back baby)

I feel like there's nothing that I can't try

And if you with me put your hands high

(put your hands high)

If you ever lost a light before, this ones for you

And you, the dreams are for you

I hear "The Tears of a Clown"

I hate that song

I feel like they talking to me when it comes on

Another day another Dawn

Another Keisha, nice to meet ya, get the math I'm gone

What am I 'posed to do when the club lights come on

Its easy to be Puff, its harder to be Sean

What if the twins ask why I aint marry their mom (why, damn!)

How do I respond?

What if my son stares with a face like my own

And says he wants to be like me when he's grown

Sh-t! But I aint finished growing

Another night the inevitible prolongs

Another day another Dawn

Just tell Taneka and Taresha I'll be better in the morn'

Another lie that I carry on

I need to get back to the place I belong

I'm coming home

I'm coming home

Tell the World I'm coming home

Let the rain wash away all the pain of yesterday

I know my kingdom awaits and they've forgiven my mistakes

I'm coming home, I'm coming home

Tell the World that I'm coming

"A house is Not a Home", I hate this song

Is a house really a home when your loved ones are gone

And n-ggas got the nerve to blame you for it

And you know you woulda took the bullet if you saw it

But oyu felt it and still feel it

And money can't make up for it or conceal it

But you deal with it and you keep ballin'

Pour out some liquor, play ball and we keep ballin'

Baby we've been living in sin 'cause we've been really in love

But we've been living as friends

So you've been a guest in your own home

It's time to make your house your home

Pick up your phone, come on

I'm coming home

I'm coming home

Tell the World I'm coming home

Let the rain wash away all the pain of yesterday

I know my kingdom awaits and they've forgiven my mistakes

I'm coming home, I'm coming home

Tell the World that I'm coming

"Ain't No Stopping Us Now", I love that song

Whenever it comes on it makes me feel strong

I thought I told y'all that we won't stop

We back cruising through Harlem, Viso blocks

It's what made me, saved me, drove me crazy

Drove me away than embraced me

Forgave me for all of my shortcomings

Welcome to my homecoming

Yeah it's been a long time coming

Lot of fights, lot of scars, lot of bottles

Lot of cars, lot of ups, lot of downs

Made it back, lost my dog (I miss you BIG)

And here I stand, a better man! (a better man)

Thank you Lord (Thank you Lord)

I'm coming home

I'm coming home

Tell the World I'm coming home

Let the rain wash away all the pain of yesterday

I know my kingdom awaits and they've forgiven my mistakes

I'm coming home, I'm coming home

Tell the World that I'm coming

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T PAIN – Stoicville – Lyrics

Stoicville by T PAIN

The same nigga that told me I had a hit

Charged me 300 to put it off in his mix

Now suicide lookin' better than hittin' a lick

'Cause the whole time he knew that I was livin' out my whip

But now I see him, and I can't even take it

'Cause he walk up to me and say boy I knew you was gunna make it

Like motherfucker, do you just not recall?

I needed help and you just left me sitting on my balls

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T PAIN – Let Me Through – Lyrics

Let Me Through by T PAIN

[Verse 1: T-Pain]

Now I'm just sitting here at this red light with my emergency brake on

The wheels spinnin', whip looking like it got new skates on

I'm talking 9.8 seconds boy, this ain't gonna take long

Then I hop out at the finish line like is this what you waitin' on?

I'll tell you what, homie, you ain't gotta take long

Thinkin' bout this trophy I'mma take home

Give 'em something to hate on

Confetti all over the place, girls poppin' out that cake holmes

And my skin tone should be the only thing you asking me about race holmes

Yea, I'mma tell you what you not gonna do

Cause if the wing gonna pop out the back of that Ferrari

Then the Bugatti got one too

I'm tryna throw these great balls of fire, I'm talking wu-bablabum

Jesus Christ, feel like I got two Bibles out, zoom-zoom

And I'm like

[Hook: T-Pain]

And I'm like hold up, hold up, you gotta let me through

Yea, you gotta let me through

And I stay right, you gotta let me through

I'mma slide, so you gotta let them too

And my niggas slide

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]

I got too much rubber to burn, fire hazard

Lil Tune, the tycoon

Cash Money mascot, it's hot under this costume

Got pedals I've never stepped on

Buttons I've never pressed on

Backseats I've never effed on

Police, they'll get the F bomb

I still ride with my niggas, money don't change a gangster

And when I'm asked to pull a few strings, I pull 'em til they untangle

Watch me donuts as she throw up like hell yea

More money, more problems, I'm surprised I still have black hair

I feel like

Racin', racin', who racin'?

Don't give up the location

And if we (?), I went and hit the strip club

And go throw at them pole babies

Ridin' so fast with the top down, the wind sound like a standin' ovation

Tunechi, fast and furious, I like my bitch fast and flirtatious

[Hook: T-Pain]

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