I Can't Help It

[Verse 1: T.I.] Hey you know me bitch nigga I’m all of that Hit your broad with bitch then call her back Relax lil' cat let the big dog attack Thought it was over for me hommie did you fall for that? U-turn big arrest no cardiac Get your hand out of my pocket What with all of that? Tell the sheriff he can get these fucking charges back A little money still gotta thank God for that Regardless, big bank can’t fold it up Ain't another nigga flowing who a colder bruh Quarter-mil for the show really though what's up? Louis duffel-bag say "load it up" Get into the hotel better know what’s up With them niggas out there get the hold it off We never had a problem getting hoes to fuck Suck dick, lick, spit til the show is 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 it bounce that shit When you found that bitch She was laid on the ground Patted down, six chicks For the drab bag of money Trying to count that shit Never would you find me around that bitch If she got them lips wrapped around that dick All the niggas wanna make love fuck that I Bing, Bang, pound, beat down that clit Sick with it, like E-40 and them This K-i-n-g aka, Big Bank, aka Shawty the Pimp Ay, aka Shawty the Pimp Big Bank, aka Shaw the Pimp [Hook: Rocko (T.I.)] 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 in a drop Rolls Royce) (They say "keep it one hundred") (I ain't got no choice) I can’t help it (Yeah, her all-way big tank) (I'm so trill and you ain't) ("Cut it down" Bitch I can't) I can't help it (Ay, 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 (Ay, the city wouldn't be shit without me) (Fifteen-million dollar houses) (Still can't get that trap up out me) I can't help it [Verse 2: Rocko] I'm a hustler all they down to the bone Terrorists everyday rhyme with that bomb Stay on the day from the light to the moon I ain't gonna server you nothing under a song No fucking favors don't ask for no loan Shop with your dogs then trynna get on Cover my spot don't need cover my phone Nigga you ain't trynna shop, leave me alone Grinding for days I haven't been home Don't plan on going on til it's all gone Mainly strong whatever you want "Gotta get right" Well fuck it what's wrong? Shots of Patron whole lot of storm 800's on but you know what I'm on Your bitch wanna fuck now she know that I'm on On motherfucker I just want some don't Play with me nigga, I got that tone Need no help I can handle my own I tear on your sqaud but I ain't from the Bronx One in the back, still play with that drum Just no that I don't play the radio home No radio-play ever saw that I'm on Case you ain't know I'm Rocko the Don Zone folk Hamilton, low on fun Gucci my hat, Gucci my drawers Gucci on my ass-cheek cover my balls Gucci my pant, Gucci my shirt Gucci bookbag while I keep on that twerk Gucci bandanna on top of my shirt Gucci boots on, gotta travel in the dirt She around me everywhere I go G Code, G Code that's all I know [Hook: Rocko (T.I.)] 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 in a drop Rolls Royce) (They say "keep it one hundred") (I ain't got no choice) I can’t help it (Yeah, her all-way big tank) (I'm so trill and you ain't) ("Cut it down" Bitch I can't) I can't help it (Ay, 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 (Ay, the city wouldn't be shit without me) (Fifteen-million dollar houses) (Still can't get that trap up out me) I can't help it