I Can't Help It (feat. Rocko)

T.I.

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    Hey you know me bitch nigga, I'm all of that
    Hit your broad with a big dick, didn't call her back
    Relax lil' cat, let the big dog attack
    Thought it was over for me homie, did you fall for that?

    You turn rigor red, no cardiac
    Get your hand out of my pocket, what with all of that?
    Tell the sheriff if he can get these fuckin' charges back
    Eleven months, still gotta thank God for that

    Regardless, Big Bang can't fold it up
    Ain't another nigga flowin' who as cold as bruh
    Quarter mill for the show, really though, wassup?
    Louis duffel bag stay loaded up

    Get her to the hotel, betta know what's up
    With the niggas out there get the holdin' up
    We ain't never had a problem getting ho's to fuck
    Suck dick, lick, spit from the shoulders up

    I let this nut get all over her
    Another thick bitch kissing all over her
    Bust the pussy wide open, can't close it up
    Make her bounce that shit, when you found that bitch

    She was layin' on the ground, panties down
    Six chicks with a trash bag of money, tryna count that shit
    Never will find me around that bitch
    Unless she got them lips wrapped around that dick

    Other niggas wanna make love, fuck that
    I bing, bang, pound, beat down that clit
    Sit with it like E-40 then
    Fill up every ho in Georgia, show with 'em

    This K.I.N.G. a.k.a. Big Bang a.k.a. Shawty Pimp
    A.k.a. Shawty Pimp
    Big Bank, a.k.a. Shawty Pimp

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    I get money, I can't help it
    You can't stop it, you gotta accept it
    You can't knock it, you gotta respect it
    This is who I am nigga, I can't help it, I can't help it

    In the ghetto with a drop Rolls Royce
    They say keep at one hundred, I ain't got no choice
    (I can't help it)
    Always Big Bang, I'm so trill and you ain't
    Cut it down, bitch I can't
    (I can't help it)

    See how I do it, I'm so hood
    Cut it off, go Hollywood, bitch I would if I could
    (I can't help it)
    The city wouldn't be shit without me
    15 million dollar houses, still can't get this trap up out me
    (I can't help it)

    I'm a hustla all the way down to the bone
    Terrorist everyday, out with that bomb
    Stay on a date from the night to the morn'
    Ain't gon' serve you nothin' under a zone

    No fuckin' favors, don't ask for no loan
    Shop with ya dog if ya tryna get on
    Come on my spot, lemme call on my phone
    You ain't tryna suck, leave me alone

    Grindin' for days, I haven't been home
    Don't plan on goin' until it's all gone
    Playin' it strong on whatever you want
    Gotta get right, give a fuck if it's wrong

    Shots of Patron, whole lotta strong
    800's on, boy ya know what I'm on
    Yo bitch wanna fuck, let she know that I'm on
    I don't wanna fuck her, I just want some dome

    Kill me nigga, I got that tone
    Need no help, I can handle my own
    I terror yo squad, but I ain't from the Bronx
    One in the bag, still play with that horn

    Just know I don't play no radio homes
    No radio play every song that I'm on
    Case ya ain't know, I'm Rocko the Don
    Zone 4 Camp'll tell you where I'm from

    Gucci my hat, Gucci my drawers
    Gucci my ass cheeks, Gs cover my balls
    Gucci my pants, Gucci my shirt
    Gucci duffel bag where I keep all that twerk

    Gucci bandanna on top my shirt
    Gucci boots on, I trap in the dirt
    Get money everywhere I go
    G code, G code, that's all I know

    I get money, I can't help it
    You can't stop it, you gotta accept it
    You can't knock it, you gotta respect it
    This is who I am nigga, I can't help it, I can't help it

    In the ghetto with a drop Rolls Royce
    They say keep at one hundred, I ain't got no choice
    (I can't help it)
    Always Big Bang, I'm so trill and you ain't
    Cut it down, bitch I can't
    (I can't help it)

    See how I do it, I'm so hood
    Cut it off, go Hollywood, bitch I would if I could
    (I can't help it)
    The city wouldn't be shit without me
    15 million dollar houses, still can't get this trap up out me
    (I can't help it)

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    Composición: Ti, Rocko y Edwards La Mar Daunte

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