Bankhead Lyrics

T.i. - Bankhead Lyrics

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Bankhead Lyrics

"Bankhead"




What’s happenin nigga
hey, hey, hey, hey

[Chorus]
I got my 44's, and my dro
And my Chevy on 24's
And my hoe, now where I supposed ta go
I got my 44's, and my dro
And my Chevy on 24's
And my hoe, now where I supposed ta go

[T.I.]
Ridin in the chevy 44's on the seat
With a quarter of blow get low lemme see
No tags to license, the trunk loaded with d
Ridin fluids in the engine, when know to be
If you wanna assault make it stop you must be fuckin’ with me
If they don’t wanna die tonight
They best stop fuckin’ with me
Ima pull over and boy hom
And my cousins start beat
And they gon hide me in home when they lookin’ for me

[Young Droop]
We the neighborhood superstar
Pimp a chevy pullin’ hard
Thousand dollars worth of daimons
In the trunk with rockstars
Couldn’t fill cowards hearts
When they see us on the block
Swirvin’ in juicy fo bustin’ shots just because
The hell I care about gettin caught
Im makin’ mils at 12 o’clock
Back in the spot with the same old serve and drop
I pull a hoe in Bangkok, drop her off at 10 spot
Im burnin’ rubber fuck the cops

[Chorus]
I got my 44's, and my dro
And my Chevy on 24's
And my hoe, now where I supposed ta go
I got my 44's, and my dro
And my Chevy on 24's
And my hoe, now where I supposed ta go

[P$C]
Cadillac that put a boss in holstrum and own that
Set up Pimp Squad hoe what’s happenin’
Westside gettin them panties, snap
Tracks should I do the Laffy Taffy
I said I do to make the pussy happy
Lets get em home over our Virginia
Step aside a sweet nigga
You in here for a lil fender bender
Baby just remember make it quick
You niggas kinda know me im the shit

Im the in the bubble, push Chevy
Well at least that’s what it smells like
Hit the gas, poof, I run out the tailpipe
Tailpipe that’s all these hoes wanna lick for the night
Treat them like Tina beat the pussy in the ya car and be ight
That’s right ridin’ in sittin’ on the 28's
Sounds like a stadium, you woulda got your brains sprayed
Get you runnin’ like Vick
What the fucks on ya hood
This is Mr. Westside

[Chorus]
I got my 44's, and my dro
And my Chevy on 24's
And my hoe, now where I supposed ta go
I got my 44's, and my dro
And my Chevy on 24's
And my hoe, now where I supposed ta go

Tell em where im goin’, im steppin’ out
Singin’ on the high life
Windows up in the clouds over nothin’
On my counsel that’s where I got my gun as for that
After that get the finger role and blow one
I got the violent bitches make em freak fuck all night
Hoes know killas on the Westside
Earn stripes make the money turn right
This the kid just to get my peeps and my grillz swirvin’
Off church street all the pimp blockin’ the street

I was born up in Bankhead
Dro you all remember me
Way back in 83', T.I. stayed on the street for me
Just cause im from Bankhead, niggas havin’ beef with me
Half never seen a G, in the? Of my ??
10 screens folded, my Chevy watchin’ enemy
Ridin’ down 6th about the West rockin’ and leanin’ on me
Purple don’t mean to me, the hoes on premolean
Lawful house charges

[Chorus]
I got my 44's, and my dro
And my Chevy on 24's
And my hoe, now where I supposed ta go
I got my 44's, and my dro
And my Chevy on 24's
And my hoe, now where I supposed ta go