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That's All She Wrote

T.I.
2010-12-064:53 minSynced lyrics

"That's All She Wrote" is a song by T.I., released in 2010 in the Pop genre. The song is 4:53 long and contains 119 lines and 1042 words.

Lyrics

0:12Now I don't really care what you call me
0:15Just as long as you don't call me rude
0:18I bet they knew as soon as they saw me
0:20Goodnight its over with thats all she wrote
0:23Streets like cold Chicago
0:26Ain't nothing new I've seen it all before
0:29But still I ball like no tomorrow
0:31Goodnight it's over with thats all she wrote
0:34All she wrote all she wrote
0:37I said it's over with thats all she wrote
0:40All she wrote all she wrote
0:42Goodnight its over with that's all she wrote
0:45Its stupid how I'm going on everybody knowing that
0:48I'm sewing up the game destroying like they hate me for it
0:51Eventually see they can't beat than with me they join
0:53Others sworn under oath or banished left completely scorn
0:55You tell lies get caught n-gga kick rocks
0:59You never did blend in with the big shots
1:02On the fast track ain't no need for no pit stops
1:05I just laugh at n-gga wishing it was this hot
1:07Guess they mad at me huh really pissed off
1:10Better that than pissed on
1:11I'm the Jetsons you the Flintstones
1:12Catch me in the end zone
1:14High stepping prime time
1:16Thought you n-ggas been on
1:17Ain't no blocking my shine
1:19Like my new air Yeezy's you can see me in the night time
1:21I get rich off living life you check to check reciting rhymes
1:24So call me what you want wanna hate have a nice time
1:27While I get stupid paper hey my dough ain't in its right mind
1:30(mind mind)
1:31Now I don't really care what you call me
1:34Just as long as you don't call me rude
1:37I bet they knew as soon as they saw me
1:39Goodnight its over with thats all she wrote
1:42Streets like cold Chicago
1:45Ain't nothing new I've seen it all before
1:48But still I ball like no tomorrow
1:50Goodnight it's over with thats all she wrote
1:53Your staring straight into a barrel of hate
1:55Terrible fate
1:55Not even a slim chance to make a narrow escape
1:58Cupid shot his arrow and missed
2:00Wait Sarah you're late your train left
2:01Mascara and egg smeared on your face
2:04Nights over goodbye hoe
2:05I thought that I told ya' the spilled nut ain't nothing to cry over
2:09Never shoulda' came within Range of my Rover
2:11Shoulda' known i was trouble soon as I rolled up
2:13Any chick who's coming up after I blind fold her
2:15She still comes back to my crib
2:17Must want me to mess with her mind hold up
2:18She must've took me for some high roller
2:20But i won't buy her a soda
2:21Unless it's rock n' roll cola
2:22Buy u a bag of fritos I wouldn't let u eat the f**king chip on my shoulder
2:25If you was bleach and I was hair I wouldn't die for ya
2:29Tryna pull 5 bucks from me is like tryna pulling 5 molars
2:32You get your eyes swole up i'm on my straight grizzly
2:34So why would i buy you a gassed teddy you're already bi-polar
2:39Now I don't really care what you call me
2:41You can even call me cold
2:45These b**ches know as soon as they saw me
2:47Its never me to get the privilege to know 'em
2:50I roll like a desperado now I never know where I'm gonna go
2:56Still I ball like there's no tomorrow until its over and thats all she wrote
3:01The credit roller curtain closer movie over with
3:03But don't get mad at me
3:04Go blame the chick who wrote this sh*t
3:06Ya life is sure a b**ch
3:07But she know I'm rich
3:09That why she give me what I want and I just throw her dick
3:12Here I go again
3:13I kick this sh*t give a damn got it pouring in
3:15Peso Euro yeah ah ha I'm paid never gon be broke again
3:17See me posted in anything wearing any chain
3:19Never gon see me toting anything
3:20All you gon see is BANG!
3:23Its so nice where I kick it
3:24Hate you never get to visit
3:26Yeah I'm on another level
3:26But you n-ggas still can get it
3:28Its all over 'fore you finish
3:29Sorry bro this road we end it
3:31Won't give you the satisfaction of me giving you the business
3:34Yeah I guess life is a bitcha ain't it TIP
3:36And this one can say this sh*t
3:37Shirt off my back I wouldn't give you the dirt off my handkerchief
3:39I'm giving these hoes a dose of there own medicine
3:41Let em get a good taste of it
3:43I'm sure you got that relationship memo by now
3:45But in case you didnt
3:46This is so bad better stick your nose to your forehead and staple it
3:48Life is too short and I got no time to sit around just wasting it
3:51So I pace this sh*t a little bit quicker
3:52That clock come racing in double time in it
3:54But I still spit triple the amount of insults in a tenth of the time
3:57It may take you pricks to catch on
3:57While you strong arm like Stretch Armstrong
3:59Man I still say K-mart's like theres an apostrophe-S on it dog
4:01And they say McDonalds isn't a restaurant well I guess I'm wrong
4:04But if you gon tell me that the A&W ain't the spot for the best hot dogs you can get the F on dawg
4:09And on my throne I remain all alone in my lane
4:11I'm as strong as they came
4:13They were gone 'fore they came
4:15Now I don't wanna hang I slap fire with them rap guys
4:18They just wanna sabotage my hustle shawty thats why
4:22Now I don't really care what you call me
4:25You can even call me cold
4:28I bet they knew as soon as they saw me
4:30Goodnight it's over with thats all she wrote
4:33I roll like a desperado now I never know where I'm gonna go
4:39But still I ball like there's no tomorrow
4:41Good night is over with thats all she wrote
4:44All she wrote all she wrote
4:47I said its over with
4:47Thats all she wrote all she wrote all she wrote
4:53Goodnight it's over with thats all she wrote
Now I don't really care what you call me
Just as long as you don't call me rude
I bet they knew as soon as they saw me
Goodnight its over with thats all she wrote
Streets like cold Chicago
Ain't nothing new I've seen it all before
But still I ball like no tomorrow
Goodnight it's over with thats all she wrote
All she wrote all she wrote
I said it's over with thats all she wrote
All she wrote all she wrote
Goodnight its over with that's all she wrote
Its stupid how I'm going on everybody knowing that
I'm sewing up the game destroying like they hate me for it
Eventually see they can't beat than with me they join
Others sworn under oath or banished left completely scorn
You tell lies get caught n-gga kick rocks
You never did blend in with the big shots
On the fast track ain't no need for no pit stops
I just laugh at n-gga wishing it was this hot
Guess they mad at me huh really pissed off
Better that than pissed on
I'm the Jetsons you the Flintstones
Catch me in the end zone
High stepping prime time
Thought you n-ggas been on
Ain't no blocking my shine
Like my new air Yeezy's you can see me in the night time
I get rich off living life you check to check reciting rhymes
So call me what you want wanna hate have a nice time
While I get stupid paper hey my dough ain't in its right mind
(mind mind)
Now I don't really care what you call me
Just as long as you don't call me rude
I bet they knew as soon as they saw me
Goodnight its over with thats all she wrote
Streets like cold Chicago
Ain't nothing new I've seen it all before
But still I ball like no tomorrow
Goodnight it's over with thats all she wrote
Your staring straight into a barrel of hate
Terrible fate
Not even a slim chance to make a narrow escape
Cupid shot his arrow and missed
Wait Sarah you're late your train left
Mascara and egg smeared on your face
Nights over goodbye hoe
I thought that I told ya' the spilled nut ain't nothing to cry over
Never shoulda' came within Range of my Rover
Shoulda' known i was trouble soon as I rolled up
Any chick who's coming up after I blind fold her
She still comes back to my crib
Must want me to mess with her mind hold up
She must've took me for some high roller
But i won't buy her a soda
Unless it's rock n' roll cola
Buy u a bag of fritos I wouldn't let u eat the f**king chip on my shoulder
If you was bleach and I was hair I wouldn't die for ya
Tryna pull 5 bucks from me is like tryna pulling 5 molars
You get your eyes swole up i'm on my straight grizzly
So why would i buy you a gassed teddy you're already bi-polar
Now I don't really care what you call me
You can even call me cold
These b**ches know as soon as they saw me
Its never me to get the privilege to know 'em
I roll like a desperado now I never know where I'm gonna go
Still I ball like there's no tomorrow until its over and thats all she wrote
The credit roller curtain closer movie over with
But don't get mad at me
Go blame the chick who wrote this sh*t
Ya life is sure a b**ch
But she know I'm rich
That why she give me what I want and I just throw her dick
Here I go again
I kick this sh*t give a damn got it pouring in
Peso Euro yeah ah ha I'm paid never gon be broke again
See me posted in anything wearing any chain
Never gon see me toting anything
All you gon see is BANG!
Its so nice where I kick it
Hate you never get to visit
Yeah I'm on another level
But you n-ggas still can get it
Its all over 'fore you finish
Sorry bro this road we end it
Won't give you the satisfaction of me giving you the business
Yeah I guess life is a bitcha ain't it TIP
And this one can say this sh*t
Shirt off my back I wouldn't give you the dirt off my handkerchief
I'm giving these hoes a dose of there own medicine
Let em get a good taste of it
I'm sure you got that relationship memo by now
But in case you didnt
This is so bad better stick your nose to your forehead and staple it
Life is too short and I got no time to sit around just wasting it
So I pace this sh*t a little bit quicker
That clock come racing in double time in it
But I still spit triple the amount of insults in a tenth of the time
It may take you pricks to catch on
While you strong arm like Stretch Armstrong
Man I still say K-mart's like theres an apostrophe-S on it dog
And they say McDonalds isn't a restaurant well I guess I'm wrong
But if you gon tell me that the A&W ain't the spot for the best hot dogs you can get the F on dawg
And on my throne I remain all alone in my lane
I'm as strong as they came
They were gone 'fore they came
Now I don't wanna hang I slap fire with them rap guys
They just wanna sabotage my hustle shawty thats why
Now I don't really care what you call me
You can even call me cold
I bet they knew as soon as they saw me
Goodnight it's over with thats all she wrote
I roll like a desperado now I never know where I'm gonna go
But still I ball like there's no tomorrow
Good night is over with thats all she wrote
All she wrote all she wrote
I said its over with
Thats all she wrote all she wrote all she wrote
Goodnight it's over with thats all she wrote

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