That's All She Wrote (Ft. Eminem)
[Hook: T.I.]
\r\nNow I don’t really care what you call me
\r\nJust as long as you don't call me broke
\r\nI bet they knew as soon as they saw me
\r\nGoodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote
\r\nStreets like cold Chicago
\r\nAin't nothing new I’ve seen it all before
\r\nBut still I ball like no tomorrow
\r\nGoodnight, it’s over with, that's all she wrote
\r\nAll she wrote, all she wrote
\r\nI said it’s over with, that's all she wrote
\r\nAll she wrote, all she wrote, all she wrote
\r\nGoodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote
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\r\n[Verse 1: T.I.]
\r\nIt's stupid how I go in knowing everybody knowing that
\r\nI’m sewing up the game, destroying life, they hate me for it
\r\nEventually see they can't beat than with me they join
\r\nOthers sworn under oath, or banished left completely scorn
\r\nYou tell lies, get caught, nigga kick rocks
\r\nYou never did blend in with the big shots
\r\nOn the fast track, ain't no need for no pit stops
\r\nI just laugh at, nigga wishing they was this hot
\r\nGuess they mad at me huh, really pissed off
\r\nBetter that than pissed on
\r\nI’m the Jetsons you the Flintstones
\r\nCatch me in the end zone, high stepping prime time
\r\nThought you niggas been knowin', ain't no blocking my shine
\r\nLike my new Air Yeezy’s, you can see me in the night time
\r\nI get rich off living life, you check to check reciting rhymes
\r\nSo call me what you want, wanna hate? Have a nice time
\r\nWhile I get stupid paper, hey, my dough ain't in its right mind
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\r\n[Hook: T.I.]
\r\nNow I don’t really care what you call me
\r\nJust as long as you don't call me broke
\r\nI bet they knew as soon as they saw me
\r\n“Goodnight, it's over with,” that's all she wrote
\r\nStreets like cold Chicago
\r\nAin't nothing knew I’ve seen it all before
\r\nBut still I ball like no tomorrow
\r\n\"Goodnight, it’s over with,\" that's all she wrote
\r\n
\r\n[Verse 2: Eminem]
\r\nYou're staring straight into a barrel of hate, terrible fate
\r\nNot even a Slim chance to make a narrow escape
\r\nCupid shot his arrow and missed, wait Sarah you're late
\r\nYour train left Mascara and eggs smeared in your face
\r\nNight's over, good bye ho I thought that I told ya
\r\nThat spilled nut ain't nothing to cry over
\r\nNever should've came within range of my rover
\r\nShould've known I was trouble soon as I rolled up
\r\nAny chick who's dumb enough after I blindfold her
\r\nTo still come back to the crib
\r\nMust want me to mess with her mind, hold up
\r\nShe mistook me for some high roller
\r\nBut I won't buy her soda
\r\nUnless it's Rock and Rye cola (Faygo's cheaper)
\r\nBuy you a bag of Fritos?
\r\nI wouldn't let you eat the fucking chip on my shoulder
\r\nIf you was bleach and I was hair I wouldn't die for ya
\r\nTryna pull 5 bucks from me is like tryna pull five mollars
\r\nYou'll get your eyes swolled up
\r\nI'm on my straight grizzly
\r\nSo why would I buy you a gay ass teddy bear bitch?
\r\nYou're already bi-polar
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\r\n[Hook: Eminem]
\r\nNow I don’t really care what you call me
\r\nYou can even call me cold
\r\nThese bitches know as soon as they saw me
\r\nIt's never me to get the privilege to know ‘em
\r\nI roll like a desperado
\r\nNow I never know where I’m gonna go
\r\nStill I ball like there’s no tomorrow
\r\nUntil it's over that's all she wrote
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\r\n[Verse 3: T.I.]
\r\nThe credits rolling, curtains closing, movie over with
\r\nBut don’t get mad at me
\r\nGo blame the chick who wrote this shit
\r\nYa life is sure a bitch, but she know I’m rich
\r\nThat why she give me what I want and I just throw her dick
\r\nHere I go again, I kick this shit, give a damn, got it pouring in
\r\nPesos, Euros, Yen, ah ha, I’m paid never gon' be poor again
\r\nSee me posted in anything, wearing any chain
\r\nNever gon' see me toting anything
\r\nAll you gon' see is BANG!
\r\nIt's so nice where I kick it, hate you never get to visit
\r\nYeah I’m on another level, but you niggas still can get it
\r\nIts all over ‘fore you finish
\r\nSorry bro this where we end it
\r\nWon’t give you the satisfaction of me giving you the business
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\r\n[Verse 4: Eminem]
\r\nYeah, I guess life is a bitch, ain't it TIP
\r\nAnd each one thinks they the shit
\r\nShirt off my back, I wouldn’t give you the dirt off my handkerchief
\r\nI’m giving these hoes a dose of their own medicine
\r\nLet em get a good taste of it
\r\nI’m sure you got that relationship memo by now
\r\nBut in case you didn't
\r\nI'mma stick this whole pad full of sticky notes to your forehead and staple it
\r\nLife is too short and I got no time to sit around just wasting it
\r\nSo I pace this shit a little bit quicker
\r\nThat clock I'm racing it, double timing it
\r\nBut I still spit triple the amount of insults in a tenth of the time
\r\nIt may take you pricks to catch on
\r\nWhile you strong, I'm like like Stretch Armstrong
\r\nMan I still say K-Mart like there's an apostrophe “S” on it dog
\r\nAnd they say McDonald's isn’t a restaurant, well I guess I’m wrong
\r\nBut if you gon' tell me that the A&W ain't the spot for the best hot dogs
\r\nYou can get the “F” on dawg
\r\n
\r\n[Bridge: T.I.]
\r\nAnd on my throne I remain, all alone in my lane
\r\nI’m as strong as they came
\r\nThey were gone ‘fore they came
\r\nNow I don’t wanna hang, I slap five with them rap guys
\r\nThey just wanna sabotage my hustle shawty that's why
\r\n
\r\n[Hook: T.I. & Eminem]
\r\nNow I don’t really care what you call me
\r\nYou can even call me cold
\r\nI bet they knew as soon as they saw me
\r\n\"Goodnight it’s over with,\" that's all she wrote
\r\nAll she wrote, all she wrote
\r\nI roll like a desperado, now I never know where I’m gonna go
\r\nStill I ball like there’s no tomorrow
\r\n\"Goodnight is over with,\" that's all she wrote
\r\nAll she wrote, all she wrote, all she wrote
\r\nI said its over with
\r\nThat's all she wrote, all she wrote, all she wrote
\r\n“Goodnight it’s over with,” that's all she wrote
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