On Purpose 歌词
歌手：T.I. 专辑：F ck Da City Up
作词 : T.I.
作曲 : T.I.
I say I'm ridin,I'm swervin
Barely missing the curb
I got this bad b**ch and she twerkin
Hit the parking lot and we murk this sh*t
On purpose,on purpose
We hit the club and we hurtin them folks
On purpose,on purpose
You can save the hate it ain't workin
Say I'm ridin,I'm swervin
Barely missing the curve
I got this bad b**ch and she twerkin
Hit the parking lot and we murk this sh*t
On purpose,on purpose
Don't try me dawg we'll f**k you up
On purpose,on purpose
Automatic K and its squirtin'（Bow!）
I'm double cup in my lean,swisher sweet in my fruity
Got 20plus in my jeans,make them stipper b**ch get to it
Got 6s in my burban,im riding high and im swervin bruh
My kush hard in my back seat with a black freak and he twerkin her
Hard in the paint like Josh Smith,do not slip,I bang mine
I'm zone one bankhead shawty,I'm west side no gang signs
Pimp squad,grand hustle man,steady duckin'them suckers man
This trouble man ridin'with trouble man,them mutherf**kas in trouble man
I'm rubberband in my banks like it got thigh pads in my Levis
Naw shawty no Levis,these Strivers Row,we ballin ho
Quarter mil in the bag brought it all to blow
On 24,we surfin
Rep Atlanta sh*t no accident we immaculate on purpose
I say I'm ridin,I'm swervin
Barely missing the curb
I got this bad b**ch and she twerkin
Hit the parking lot and we murk this sh*t
On purpose,on purpose
We hit the club and we hurtin them folks
On purpose,on purpose
You can save the hate it ain't workin
Uh huh,uh huh,yeaaahh
I murk a ni**a on purpose （Bow!Bow!）flatline
For the real A to take back over the game,it's that time
Shawty poppin'a**fat,so I'm feelin'like she worth it
This cash I'm finna be servin',feelin'like she doin'it on purpose
Just swervin'just tryna get to her （whoo!）,vicious,36-34-36,ridiculous
Jazzy phizzle my nizzle I'm iller than illa b**ch ya,a bad b**ch poppin'a**like a stripper
And I'm the tipper
Aye Tip,I just f**ked her and her sister,on purpose
To the world they some good girls,but I know behind the curtains
They gon get down and dirty,on a camera while I slam her
Goddamn I love Atlanta,chop a pistol,grip a hammer
Oh yeah,oh yeah,aye look,aye look,aye look
Pullin'up,they like how the f**k,he got 6's on his sports car
Bad b**ch wit some big tits we got all the d**e in her sport bra
After I hit the curb I gotta slow leap,see she was suckin'me slowly
These black tint got me number 3on that Urban Legend you don't know me
My ferrari a**I'm horsin',I hit the gas she moisten
Them lame ho be like nuh-uh,this ol'p**sy dick where her voice at
You know everywhere stand by that,you'll never get where that Glock at
Myself man for the fortune ho,same thing for that outfit （yeah）
Look like I'm bout to do a little commercial,when I see them ni**a hatin',
I'mma play that sh*t in worser （yeah）
Big boy wit coach,that be a couple bands a pop （uh huh）
They wanna see me but them photos had me top ho
I say I'm ridin,I'm swervin
Barely missing the curb
I got this bad b**ch and she twerkin
Hit the parking lot and we murk this sh*t
On purpose,on purpose
We hit the club and we hurtin them folks
On purpose,on purpose
You can save the hate it ain't workin
作曲 : T.I.
I say I'm ridin,I'm swervin
Barely missing the curb
I got this bad b**ch and she twerkin
Hit the parking lot and we murk this sh*t
On purpose,on purpose
We hit the club and we hurtin them folks
On purpose,on purpose
You can save the hate it ain't workin
Say I'm ridin,I'm swervin
Barely missing the curve
I got this bad b**ch and she twerkin
Hit the parking lot and we murk this sh*t
On purpose,on purpose
Don't try me dawg we'll f**k you up
On purpose,on purpose
Automatic K and its squirtin'（Bow!）
I'm double cup in my lean,swisher sweet in my fruity
Got 20plus in my jeans,make them stipper b**ch get to it
Got 6s in my burban,im riding high and im swervin bruh
My kush hard in my back seat with a black freak and he twerkin her
Hard in the paint like Josh Smith,do not slip,I bang mine
I'm zone one bankhead shawty,I'm west side no gang signs
Pimp squad,grand hustle man,steady duckin'them suckers man
This trouble man ridin'with trouble man,them mutherf**kas in trouble man
I'm rubberband in my banks like it got thigh pads in my Levis
Naw shawty no Levis,these Strivers Row,we ballin ho
Quarter mil in the bag brought it all to blow
On 24,we surfin
Rep Atlanta sh*t no accident we immaculate on purpose
I say I'm ridin,I'm swervin
Barely missing the curb
I got this bad b**ch and she twerkin
Hit the parking lot and we murk this sh*t
On purpose,on purpose
We hit the club and we hurtin them folks
On purpose,on purpose
You can save the hate it ain't workin
Uh huh,uh huh,yeaaahh
I murk a ni**a on purpose （Bow!Bow!）flatline
For the real A to take back over the game,it's that time
Shawty poppin'a**fat,so I'm feelin'like she worth it
This cash I'm finna be servin',feelin'like she doin'it on purpose
Just swervin'just tryna get to her （whoo!）,vicious,36-34-36,ridiculous
Jazzy phizzle my nizzle I'm iller than illa b**ch ya,a bad b**ch poppin'a**like a stripper
And I'm the tipper
Aye Tip,I just f**ked her and her sister,on purpose
To the world they some good girls,but I know behind the curtains
They gon get down and dirty,on a camera while I slam her
Goddamn I love Atlanta,chop a pistol,grip a hammer
Oh yeah,oh yeah,aye look,aye look,aye look
Pullin'up,they like how the f**k,he got 6's on his sports car
Bad b**ch wit some big tits we got all the d**e in her sport bra
After I hit the curb I gotta slow leap,see she was suckin'me slowly
These black tint got me number 3on that Urban Legend you don't know me
My ferrari a**I'm horsin',I hit the gas she moisten
Them lame ho be like nuh-uh,this ol'p**sy dick where her voice at
You know everywhere stand by that,you'll never get where that Glock at
Myself man for the fortune ho,same thing for that outfit （yeah）
Look like I'm bout to do a little commercial,when I see them ni**a hatin',
I'mma play that sh*t in worser （yeah）
Big boy wit coach,that be a couple bands a pop （uh huh）
They wanna see me but them photos had me top ho
I say I'm ridin,I'm swervin
Barely missing the curb
I got this bad b**ch and she twerkin
Hit the parking lot and we murk this sh*t
On purpose,on purpose
We hit the club and we hurtin them folks
On purpose,on purpose
You can save the hate it ain't workin
