You Know What It Is - T.I. feat. Wyclef Jean

[Wyclef]
Ay Boy, Don't Spill My Drink Boy
Pull It!
Now Listen..(Grand Hustle homie)
Everybody report to the bloodclot dancefloor
Wyclef all hands on deck (you love the beat)
(boy you know what it is)

[T.I.P & Wyclef]
Ay, (brat), Ay (brat), Ay (brat)
Yo T.I.P, talk to them bloodclot

[T.I.P]
I'm a real nigga Homie
Show Six figga's on me
I got a pistol
You don't want it
But You know what it is
Im way fly-er
my pay is way higher
If they ever mention sire
Boy You know what it is
about that drama
You don't want no' problems
Goatta love that lama
But you know what it is
I get Money, all I count is big money
this is all you get from me
boy you know what it is

[Wyclef]
Yo T.I.P, let them little rock boys know how you movin
(Boy You Know What it is)

[T.I.P]
The wait is over here we go again I'm back in the plate
Gon sell another couple mill and take it back to tha 'A
Gon take that other couple mill and put it back in the safe
5 carats for the crib only b
I'm in big crusies 2 steppin with the gat in the waist
T.I. aint in the streets no more fo sho is that what they say?
No more cryin when you sayin boy you have to be great
Cuz that pistol will hit ya in ya face yall peeps will have to replate
That's if you like it and if ya trust me it wont hurt me to take
A Hundred thousand to them Haitians you'll be murdered today.

[T.I.P]
I'm a real nigga Homie
Show Six figga's on me
I got a pistol
You don't want it
But You know what it is
Im way fly-er
my pay is way higher
If they ever mention sire
Boy You know what it is
about that drama
You don't want no' problems
Goatta love that lama
But you know what it is
I get Money, all I count is big money
this is all you get from me
boy you know what it is

[Wyclef]
Yo T.I.P, some boy wanna playa hate,
Let em know who tha king of the south is!
Talk to em!

[T.I.P]
Women sweatin when they see me I'm apparently hot
Had the album of the year nigga grammy or not
Remember all day I used to stand in one spot
2 revolvers in my pocket pitchin handlin rocks
See me now? choppin, there aint a car I aint got
Im the #1 customer at my own car lot
If ya wanna know how much I make just imagine alot
Even tho I prolly gettin more then you'd imagine I got
listen close I need to know if you understand me or not
if ya disrespectin me you and your man'll get shot

[T.I.P]
I'm a real nigga Homie
Show Six figga's on me
I got a pistol
You don't want it
But You know what it is
Im way fly-er
my pay is way higher
If they ever mention sire
Boy You know what it is
about that drama
You don't want no' problems
Goatta love that lama
But you know what it is
I get Money, all I count is big money
this is all you get from me
boy you know what it is

[T.I.P]
Went from the King of the south, to the king of the states
Ridin in a car you probably never seen in the states
No Idea how much yay I can bring in the states
You could get a hundred of em for a million today
Lucus aint the only one who made a million a day
But it's an American Gangsta right here in ya face
And you don't wanna see P$C on the scene with a 'K
You think you running and prorobbin that aint even the case
And just because you get away that don't mean its okay
You a dead man walking and I mean it okay.

[T.I.P]
I'm a real nigga Homie
Show Six figga's on me
I got a pistol
You don't want it
But You know what it is
Im way fly-er
my pay is way higher
If they ever mention sire
Boy You know what it is
about that drama
You don't want no' problems
Goatta love that lama
But you know what it is
I get Money, all I count is big money
this is all you get from me
Boy you know what it is

[Wyclef]
Some of dem boys want to talk what dey have done.
They guns sound like popcorn.

You Know What It Is - T. I

Wyclef Intro:
Aye, boy don't spill my drink boy.
Pull up! Now Listen
Everybody report to the blood clot dance floor..
Wyclef all hands on deck
You know the beat!
Yo T.I.P.talk to them blood...


Chorus (T.I.P.)
I'm a real nigga homie throw 6 figures on me.
Got a pistol you don't want it
Boy, you know what it is.
I'm way flyer my pay's way higher,
If they ever mention sire
That's right you know what it is.
I got that yama you don't want no problems
line up that lama
Boy, you kow what it is.
I get money, all I got is big money,
Think that's all she get from me,
Boy, you know what it is.


Wyclef:
Yo T.I.P.
Let them niggas rap boys know how you livin'

Aye aye aye aye aye... boy you know what it is....

Verse 1:
The wait is over here I go again I'm back into play
Gone sell another couple mill and take it back to the "A"
Gone take another couple mill and put it back in the safe
5 cash for the crib on the back of the lake
Im up in Crucial 2 stepping with the gat at my waist
T.I. aint in the street no more
foe sho is what they say?
Don't even try him when you see him boy you have to be great.
Because this pistol hit you in the face
Your teeth you have to replace.
That's if you lucky trust me don't hurt me today, a 100 thousand to them haitians you'll be murdered today

Chorus:
I'm a real nigga homie throw 6 figures on me
Got a pistol you don't want it
Boy you know what it is
I'm way flyer
My pay is way higher
If they ever mention sire
That's right you know what it is
I got that yama
you don't want no problems I line up that lama
Boy you know what it is
I get money all I got is big money
Think that's all she get from me
Boy you know what it is


Wyclef:
Yo T.I.P. some boys want to player hate
Let them know who the King of the South is.
Talk to them

Verse 2:
Women they sweating when they see me
I'm apparently hot
Had the album of the year
Nigga grammy or not
Remember all day I used to stay at the spot
With 2 revolvers in my pocket pitch a hand of that rock
And now chart topping aint a car I ain't got
I am the number one customer at my own car lot
You want to know how much I'm makin just imagine a lot
You know I'm probably making more than you imagine i got
Listen close I need to know if you understand me or not(I need you to be clear)
If you disrespecting me you and your man will be shot (bop bop!)

Chorus:
I'm a real nigga homie throw 6 figures on me
Got a pistol you don't want it
Boy you know what it is
I'm way flyer
My pay is way higher
If they ever mention sire
thats right you know what it is
I got that yama you don't want no problems I line up that lama
Boy you know what it is
I get money all I got is big money
Think that's all she get from me
Boy you know what it is

T.I.: Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye boy you know what it is

Wyclef:
Why all y'all shock cause I'm moving
We'll pass you in the dust boy.

Verse 3:
Well from the King of the South
To the King of the States
Riding in a car you probably never seen in the states
No idea how much yay I can bring in the states
You can get 100 on it for a million a day
Frank Lucas ain't the only one to make a million a day
But it's an American gangster
I'm right here in your face
You don't want to see PSC on the scene with a "K"
You think you runnin up and robbing that aint even the case
Just because you get away that dont mean its ok
You a dead man walkin and I mean it ok?


Chorus:
I'm a real nigga homie throw 6 figures on me
Got a pistol you don't want it (back up back up)
Boy you know what it is
I'm way flyer
My pay is way higher
If they ever mention sire
that right you know what it is
I got that yama you don't want no problems I line up that lama
Boy you know what it is
I get money all I got is big money
Think thats all she gettin from me
Boy you know what it is