Artist: T.I. Album: No Mercy (Deluxe Edition) Song: Like So Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [Chorus: T.I.] Ay suckas hate to see me get it like so, so Bitches say they dig the way I kick it like so, so Filthy rich and still I keep it pimpin like so Still the realest nigga in it with a image like so, so Shawty there might pull up in her ride like so, so With a bad bitch with him inside like so, like so Super fly like so, niggaz lyin like "SO?" Still spit it how I live it, wanna hear it? Here I go, go [T.I.] Hey all I do is go and go by this and that to so-and-so Lil' PeeWee say "They hate to see ya ballin bro," you know I know So what though? They can't stop it, they just watch it as this dough I blow With millions in my pocket, shut it down in every sto' I go Atlanta on my shoulders, oh I told it like a soldier though Suckas I expose or minimize in exposure so They tryin to make me kill 'em, I'm controllin my emotions though Why you niggaz lookin so surprised? Ain't I supposed to blow? From trappin to the club scene, rappin to the big screen Fashion, television, listen shawty doin big things Get team money, fuck a bitch if she ain't cummin/comin So conceited ain't funny, if she ain't fly well she ain't for me Pretty face, fat booty with a magazine stomach Catch me somewhere where it's sunny, it ain't us if we ain't stuntin Say we runnin we ain't frontin, they be trippin, ain't nuttin If they kick it we be puntin, man I'm tryna teach ya somethin man [Chorus] [T.I.] Is there a message from the greatest? Yeah, go get yourself some paper playa Try to do as I do God but I am just a patron fare{?} It could be that my greasy yellow deuces make 'em hate me where they try me bruh, they get tore up just like Drake did his ACL Respect the foreign and domestic in the A as well Feel like 'Pac did when he said y'all act like y'all want me to stay in jail I'm raisin hell today cause yeah I heard about you suckas Use my absence as a crutch, so fuckin ass time to suffer Rappers keep on tryin to +ketchup+ but they just can't cut the mustard, huh? I'm well here, I'm stayin here, so fuck if they say such-and-such You keep the credit, what I need a trophy and a statue for? Millions stackin up and I don't give a fuck what awards show pass me up My movie agent Brian always ask me what I'm rappin for It's passion, I wouldn't trade it for all the diamonds out in Africa Sahara hot, everything you drop is comin after us My character is rare and for that reason they be starin, huh? [Chorus]