| Song | Call Me T.I. |
| Artist | Glasses Malone |
| Album | Beach Cruiser |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Rubber band man, bitch | |
| I got stash | |
| Cause I’m a dough boy, what you know about that? | |
| You can call me | |
| T.I., handling my bi… like the gia, … cause | |
| I’m a T.I. | |
| I bring them out, cause my bread is low | |
| And this big things popping till | |
| I’m dead and gone | |
| You can call me | |
| T.I., handling my bi… like the gia, … cause | |
| I’m a T.I.… my nigger … ask …about me, nigger that’s … | |
| I could get a hundred years for having this … | |
| Lay a hundred down, on one trip | |
| Next year’s model, how a nigger … | |
| Next top model, on a nigger dick | |
| Word from pictures … | |
| What you staring at, take a picture … | |
| Now you heard me bitch, go call your men’s up | |
| My hustle grand, they got my grands up | |
| We blowing money fast nigger air one | |
| If you do it like g my nigger stand up | |
| And put your hands up, like the law here | |
| Shit but **** the law, you trying to … here | |
| The top shelf … bring them all here…we do this all yeah | |
| Rubber band man, bitch | |
| I got stash | |
| Cause I’m a dough boy, what you know about that? | |
| You can call me | |
| T.I., handling my bi… like the gia, … cause | |
| I’m a T.I. | |
| I bring them out, cause my bread is low | |
| And this big things popping till | |
| I’m dead and gone | |
| You can call me | |
| T.I., handling my bi… like the gia, … cause | |
| I’m a T.I. | |
| The top bag, it’s on 24, run upon this bitch and watch the semi blow | |
| Laid too many down on too many flow | |
| I left them pale, talking | |
| Demi Moore | |
| This bread got me eating like it’s deneros | |
| Now I’m snatching plates, where your dinner go | |
| Ain’t too many real gangsters left in it, bro, nah | |
| Shit I’m like | |
| Cortez, these niggers can’t … | |
| Jack the swag, shout out to rose | |
| Now I’m a rock star, shout out to | |
| ColdplayColdest cube, shout out to … | |
| Just legendary, like the | |
| OGCatch me hitting corners in the clean … | |
| Vanilla paint seats, icecream cones | |
| Till the kings home, | |
| I’m in the king’s throne | |
| Beating on my chest like | |
| I’m king Kong | |
| Rubber band man, bitch | |
| I got stash | |
| Cause I’m a dough boy, what you know about that? | |
| You can call me | |
| T.I., handling my bi… like the gia, … cause | |
| I’m a T.I. | |
| I bring them out, cause my bread is low | |
| And this big things popping till | |
| I’m dead and gone | |
| You can call me | |
| T.I., handling my bi… like the gia, … cause | |
| I’m a T.I. |
| Rubber band man, bitch | |
| I got stash | |
| Cause I' m a dough boy, what you know about that? | |
| You can call me | |
| T. I., handling my bi like the gia, cause | |
| I' m a T. I. | |
| I bring them out, cause my bread is low | |
| And this big things popping till | |
| I' m dead and gone | |
| You can call me | |
| T. I., handling my bi like the gia, cause | |
| I' m a T. I. my nigger ask about me, nigger that' s | |
| I could get a hundred years for having this | |
| Lay a hundred down, on one trip | |
| Next year' s model, how a nigger | |
| Next top model, on a nigger dick | |
| Word from pictures | |
| What you staring at, take a picture | |
| Now you heard me bitch, go call your men' s up | |
| My hustle grand, they got my grands up | |
| We blowing money fast nigger air one | |
| If you do it like g my nigger stand up | |
| And put your hands up, like the law here | |
| Shit but the law, you trying to here | |
| The top shelf bring them all here we do this all yeah | |
| Rubber band man, bitch | |
| I got stash | |
| Cause I' m a dough boy, what you know about that? | |
| You can call me | |
| T. I., handling my bi like the gia, cause | |
| I' m a T. I. | |
| I bring them out, cause my bread is low | |
| And this big things popping till | |
| I' m dead and gone | |
| You can call me | |
| T. I., handling my bi like the gia, cause | |
| I' m a T. I. | |
| The top bag, it' s on 24, run upon this bitch and watch the semi blow | |
| Laid too many down on too many flow | |
| I left them pale, talking | |
| Demi Moore | |
| This bread got me eating like it' s deneros | |
| Now I' m snatching plates, where your dinner go | |
| Ain' t too many real gangsters left in it, bro, nah | |
| Shit I' m like | |
| Cortez, these niggers can' t | |
| Jack the swag, shout out to rose | |
| Now I' m a rock star, shout out to | |
| ColdplayColdest cube, shout out to | |
| Just legendary, like the | |
| OGCatch me hitting corners in the clean | |
| Vanilla paint seats, icecream cones | |
| Till the kings home, | |
| I' m in the king' s throne | |
| Beating on my chest like | |
| I' m king Kong | |
| Rubber band man, bitch | |
| I got stash | |
| Cause I' m a dough boy, what you know about that? | |
| You can call me | |
| T. I., handling my bi like the gia, cause | |
| I' m a T. I. | |
| I bring them out, cause my bread is low | |
| And this big things popping till | |
| I' m dead and gone | |
| You can call me | |
| T. I., handling my bi like the gia, cause | |
| I' m a T. I. |
| Rubber band man, bitch | |
| I got stash | |
| Cause I' m a dough boy, what you know about that? | |
| You can call me | |
| T. I., handling my bi like the gia, cause | |
| I' m a T. I. | |
| I bring them out, cause my bread is low | |
| And this big things popping till | |
| I' m dead and gone | |
| You can call me | |
| T. I., handling my bi like the gia, cause | |
| I' m a T. I. my nigger ask about me, nigger that' s | |
| I could get a hundred years for having this | |
| Lay a hundred down, on one trip | |
| Next year' s model, how a nigger | |
| Next top model, on a nigger dick | |
| Word from pictures | |
| What you staring at, take a picture | |
| Now you heard me bitch, go call your men' s up | |
| My hustle grand, they got my grands up | |
| We blowing money fast nigger air one | |
| If you do it like g my nigger stand up | |
| And put your hands up, like the law here | |
| Shit but the law, you trying to here | |
| The top shelf bring them all here we do this all yeah | |
| Rubber band man, bitch | |
| I got stash | |
| Cause I' m a dough boy, what you know about that? | |
| You can call me | |
| T. I., handling my bi like the gia, cause | |
| I' m a T. I. | |
| I bring them out, cause my bread is low | |
| And this big things popping till | |
| I' m dead and gone | |
| You can call me | |
| T. I., handling my bi like the gia, cause | |
| I' m a T. I. | |
| The top bag, it' s on 24, run upon this bitch and watch the semi blow | |
| Laid too many down on too many flow | |
| I left them pale, talking | |
| Demi Moore | |
| This bread got me eating like it' s deneros | |
| Now I' m snatching plates, where your dinner go | |
| Ain' t too many real gangsters left in it, bro, nah | |
| Shit I' m like | |
| Cortez, these niggers can' t | |
| Jack the swag, shout out to rose | |
| Now I' m a rock star, shout out to | |
| ColdplayColdest cube, shout out to | |
| Just legendary, like the | |
| OGCatch me hitting corners in the clean | |
| Vanilla paint seats, icecream cones | |
| Till the kings home, | |
| I' m in the king' s throne | |
| Beating on my chest like | |
| I' m king Kong | |
| Rubber band man, bitch | |
| I got stash | |
| Cause I' m a dough boy, what you know about that? | |
| You can call me | |
| T. I., handling my bi like the gia, cause | |
| I' m a T. I. | |
| I bring them out, cause my bread is low | |
| And this big things popping till | |
| I' m dead and gone | |
| You can call me | |
| T. I., handling my bi like the gia, cause | |
| I' m a T. I. |