That's All She Wrote Lyrics
| Song | That's All She Wrote |
| Artist | Richard Elliot |
| Album | City Speak |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| T.I. Feat. Eminem - That's All She Wrote | |
| Now I don't really care what you call me | |
| just as long as you dont call me rude | |
| I bet they knew as soon as they saw me | |
| "Goodnight its over with" thats all she wrote | |
| streets like cold Chicago | |
| aint nothing new I've seen it all before | |
| but still I ball like no tomorrow | |
| goodnight it's over with thats all she wrote | |
| all she wrote, all she wrote | |
| I said it's over with thats all she wrote | |
| all she wrote, all she wrote, all she wrote | |
| Goodnight its over with… | |
| Its stupid how I go in knowing everybody knowing that i'm | |
| sewing up the game, strong like they hate me for it | |
| Eventually see they cant beat than with me they join | |
| others sworn under oath, or banished left completely scorn | |
| you tell lies, get caught, n-gga kick rocks | |
| you never did blend in with the big shots | |
| its on the fast track, aint no need for no pit stops | |
| I just laugh at, n-gga wishing it was this hot | |
| guess they mad at me huh, really pissed off | |
| better that than pissed on | |
| I'm the Jetsons you the Flintstones | |
| catch me in the end zone | |
| high stepping prime time | |
| thought you n-ggas been on | |
| aint no blocking my shine | |
| like my new air Yeezy's, you can see me in the night time | |
| My like Checki checki sigtig right | |
| So call me what u want | |
| you wanna hate, have a nice time | |
| while I get stupid paper, hey my dough aint in its right mind | |
| (mind, mind) | |
| Now I don't really care what you call me | |
| just as long as you dont call me rude | |
| I bet they knew as soon as they saw me | |
| "Goodnight its over with" thats all she wrote | |
| streets like cold Chicago | |
| aint nothing new I've seen it all before | |
| but still I ball like no tomorrow | |
| goodnight it's over with thats all she wrote | |
| Man TIP told me on this hoe tip, best tip I could give you to hip you | |
| never let these traits trick you | |
| mighty ambiguous of you to think I love slut, sh-t | |
| dig you a hole, take the shovel and dig you some dignity bitch | |
| sh-t you talk about some adivce that sticks with you | |
| if i should listen to anyone tell me to stick to my guns | |
| like double stick, its you but f-ck em TIP, its cold | |
| its chilling like and feeling like the penguin in it's f-cking igloo eating fudgesicles | |
| I'd rather slip and fall in sh-t than fall in love with you | |
| before I tie a f-cking knot I'd tie you in one bitch | |
| you think this is some Nintendo game how f-cking dumb is you | |
| I'll give you some mumps before I split some lump somes with you | |
| so here's a penny for your thoughts | |
| but it won't buy you a chesseburger, although a nickle might just get you one pickle | |
| f-ck it, its official so blow the whistle I got a trust issue | |
| thats a bombshell, scud missle! | |
| I got this cuss at you to fucking cuss at you | |
| Like before I rap there was some motherfucking stud | |
| Slut, this will teach you not to come drunk, stumbling my way fo shizzle | |
| I still live like I bought you the Gilbert slot checks stob bizzle | |
| So f-ck sissors these checkers are bust like a blood blister | |
| Now I don't really care what you call me | |
| you can even call me cold | |
| these bitches know as soon as they saw me | |
| its never me to get the privilege to know em | |
| I roll like a desperado, now I never know where I'm gonna go | |
| still I ball like there's no tomorrow | |
| goodnight it's over with thats all she wrote | |
| The credit roller, curtain closer, movie over with | |
| But don't get mad at me | |
| go blame the chick who wrote this shit | |
| ya life is sure a bitch | |
| but she know I'm rich | |
| that why she give me what I want and I just throw her dick | |
| here I go again, | |
| I kick this shit, give a damn, got it pouring in | |
| Peso, Euro, yeah, ah ha, I'm paid never gon be poor again | |
| see me posted in anything, wearing any chain | |
| never gon see me toting anything | |
| all you gon see is BANG! | |
| its so nice where I kick it, | |
| hate you never get to visit | |
| yeah I'm on another level | |
| but you n-ggas still can get it | |
| its all over fore you finish | |
| sorry bro this road we end it | |
| won't give you the satisfaction of me giving you the business | |
| yeah, I said I wouldn't give you the dirt off my handkerchief | |
| I'm giving these hoes a dose of there own medicine | |
| let em get a good taste of it | |
| I'm sure you got that relationship memo by now, | |
| but in case you didnt | |
| this is so bad, stick a nose to your forehead and staple it | |
| life is too short and I got no time to sit around just wasting it | |
| so I pace this shit a little bit quicker | |
| that clock comer racing in double time | |
| but I still spit triple the amount of insults in a tenth of the time | |
| it may take you pricks to catch on | |
| while you strong arm like Stretch Armstrong | |
| man I still say K-mart like theres an apostrophe "S" on it dog | |
| and they say McDonalds isn't a restaurant well I guess I'm wrong | |
| but if you gon tell me that the A&W aint the spot for the best hot dogs you can get the "F" on dawg | |
| Now I don't really care what you call me | |
| you can even call me cold | |
| I bet they knew as soon as they saw me | |
| Goodnight it's over with, thats all she wrote | |
| I roll like a desperado, now I never know where I'm gonna go | |
| still I ball like there's no tomorrow | |
| Good night is over with thats all she wrote | |
| all she wrote, all she wrote, all she wrote | |
| I said its over with | |
| thats all she wrote, all she wrote, all she wrote | |
| "Goodnight it's over with" thats all she wrote |
| T. I. Feat. Eminem That' s All She Wrote | |
| Now I don' t really care what you call me | |
| just as long as you dont call me rude | |
| I bet they knew as soon as they saw me | |
| " Goodnight its over with" thats all she wrote | |
| streets like cold Chicago | |
| aint nothing new I' ve seen it all before | |
| but still I ball like no tomorrow | |
| goodnight it' s over with thats all she wrote | |
| all she wrote, all she wrote | |
| I said it' s over with thats all she wrote | |
| all she wrote, all she wrote, all she wrote | |
| Goodnight its over with | |
| Its stupid how I go in knowing everybody knowing that i' m | |
| sewing up the game, strong like they hate me for it | |
| Eventually see they cant beat than with me they join | |
| others sworn under oath, or banished left completely scorn | |
| you tell lies, get caught, ngga kick rocks | |
| you never did blend in with the big shots | |
| its on the fast track, aint no need for no pit stops | |
| I just laugh at, ngga wishing it was this hot | |
| guess they mad at me huh, really pissed off | |
| better that than pissed on | |
| I' m the Jetsons you the Flintstones | |
| catch me in the end zone | |
| high stepping prime time | |
| thought you nggas been on | |
| aint no blocking my shine | |
| like my new air Yeezy' s, you can see me in the night time | |
| My like Checki checki sigtig right | |
| So call me what u want | |
| you wanna hate, have a nice time | |
| while I get stupid paper, hey my dough aint in its right mind | |
| mind, mind | |
| Now I don' t really care what you call me | |
| just as long as you dont call me rude | |
| I bet they knew as soon as they saw me | |
| " Goodnight its over with" thats all she wrote | |
| streets like cold Chicago | |
| aint nothing new I' ve seen it all before | |
| but still I ball like no tomorrow | |
| goodnight it' s over with thats all she wrote | |
| Man TIP told me on this hoe tip, best tip I could give you to hip you | |
| never let these traits trick you | |
| mighty ambiguous of you to think I love slut, sht | |
| dig you a hole, take the shovel and dig you some dignity bitch | |
| sht you talk about some adivce that sticks with you | |
| if i should listen to anyone tell me to stick to my guns | |
| like double stick, its you but fck em TIP, its cold | |
| its chilling like and feeling like the penguin in it' s fcking igloo eating fudgesicles | |
| I' d rather slip and fall in sht than fall in love with you | |
| before I tie a fcking knot I' d tie you in one bitch | |
| you think this is some Nintendo game how fcking dumb is you | |
| I' ll give you some mumps before I split some lump somes with you | |
| so here' s a penny for your thoughts | |
| but it won' t buy you a chesseburger, although a nickle might just get you one pickle | |
| fck it, its official so blow the whistle I got a trust issue | |
| thats a bombshell, scud missle! | |
| I got this cuss at you to fucking cuss at you | |
| Like before I rap there was some motherfucking stud | |
| Slut, this will teach you not to come drunk, stumbling my way fo shizzle | |
| I still live like I bought you the Gilbert slot checks stob bizzle | |
| So fck sissors these checkers are bust like a blood blister | |
| Now I don' t really care what you call me | |
| you can even call me cold | |
| these bitches know as soon as they saw me | |
| its never me to get the privilege to know em | |
| I roll like a desperado, now I never know where I' m gonna go | |
| still I ball like there' s no tomorrow | |
| goodnight it' s over with thats all she wrote | |
| The credit roller, curtain closer, movie over with | |
| But don' t get mad at me | |
| go blame the chick who wrote this shit | |
| ya life is sure a bitch | |
| but she know I' m rich | |
| that why she give me what I want and I just throw her dick | |
| here I go again, | |
| I kick this shit, give a damn, got it pouring in | |
| Peso, Euro, yeah, ah ha, I' m paid never gon be poor again | |
| see me posted in anything, wearing any chain | |
| never gon see me toting anything | |
| all you gon see is BANG! | |
| its so nice where I kick it, | |
| hate you never get to visit | |
| yeah I' m on another level | |
| but you nggas still can get it | |
| its all over fore you finish | |
| sorry bro this road we end it | |
| won' t give you the satisfaction of me giving you the business | |
| yeah, I said I wouldn' t give you the dirt off my handkerchief | |
| I' m giving these hoes a dose of there own medicine | |
| let em get a good taste of it | |
| I' m sure you got that relationship memo by now, | |
| but in case you didnt | |
| this is so bad, stick a nose to your forehead and staple it | |
| life is too short and I got no time to sit around just wasting it | |
| so I pace this shit a little bit quicker | |
| that clock comer racing in double time | |
| but I still spit triple the amount of insults in a tenth of the time | |
| it may take you pricks to catch on | |
| while you strong arm like Stretch Armstrong | |
| man I still say Kmart like theres an apostrophe " S" on it dog | |
| and they say McDonalds isn' t a restaurant well I guess I' m wrong | |
| but if you gon tell me that the A W aint the spot for the best hot dogs you can get the " F" on dawg | |
| Now I don' t really care what you call me | |
| you can even call me cold | |
| I bet they knew as soon as they saw me | |
| Goodnight it' s over with, thats all she wrote | |
| I roll like a desperado, now I never know where I' m gonna go | |
| still I ball like there' s no tomorrow | |
| Good night is over with thats all she wrote | |
| all she wrote, all she wrote, all she wrote | |
| I said its over with | |
| thats all she wrote, all she wrote, all she wrote | |
| " Goodnight it' s over with" thats all she wrote |
| T. I. Feat. Eminem That' s All She Wrote | |
| Now I don' t really care what you call me | |
| just as long as you dont call me rude | |
| I bet they knew as soon as they saw me | |
| " Goodnight its over with" thats all she wrote | |
| streets like cold Chicago | |
| aint nothing new I' ve seen it all before | |
| but still I ball like no tomorrow | |
| goodnight it' s over with thats all she wrote | |
| all she wrote, all she wrote | |
| I said it' s over with thats all she wrote | |
| all she wrote, all she wrote, all she wrote | |
| Goodnight its over with | |
| Its stupid how I go in knowing everybody knowing that i' m | |
| sewing up the game, strong like they hate me for it | |
| Eventually see they cant beat than with me they join | |
| others sworn under oath, or banished left completely scorn | |
| you tell lies, get caught, ngga kick rocks | |
| you never did blend in with the big shots | |
| its on the fast track, aint no need for no pit stops | |
| I just laugh at, ngga wishing it was this hot | |
| guess they mad at me huh, really pissed off | |
| better that than pissed on | |
| I' m the Jetsons you the Flintstones | |
| catch me in the end zone | |
| high stepping prime time | |
| thought you nggas been on | |
| aint no blocking my shine | |
| like my new air Yeezy' s, you can see me in the night time | |
| My like Checki checki sigtig right | |
| So call me what u want | |
| you wanna hate, have a nice time | |
| while I get stupid paper, hey my dough aint in its right mind | |
| mind, mind | |
| Now I don' t really care what you call me | |
| just as long as you dont call me rude | |
| I bet they knew as soon as they saw me | |
| " Goodnight its over with" thats all she wrote | |
| streets like cold Chicago | |
| aint nothing new I' ve seen it all before | |
| but still I ball like no tomorrow | |
| goodnight it' s over with thats all she wrote | |
| Man TIP told me on this hoe tip, best tip I could give you to hip you | |
| never let these traits trick you | |
| mighty ambiguous of you to think I love slut, sht | |
| dig you a hole, take the shovel and dig you some dignity bitch | |
| sht you talk about some adivce that sticks with you | |
| if i should listen to anyone tell me to stick to my guns | |
| like double stick, its you but fck em TIP, its cold | |
| its chilling like and feeling like the penguin in it' s fcking igloo eating fudgesicles | |
| I' d rather slip and fall in sht than fall in love with you | |
| before I tie a fcking knot I' d tie you in one bitch | |
| you think this is some Nintendo game how fcking dumb is you | |
| I' ll give you some mumps before I split some lump somes with you | |
| so here' s a penny for your thoughts | |
| but it won' t buy you a chesseburger, although a nickle might just get you one pickle | |
| fck it, its official so blow the whistle I got a trust issue | |
| thats a bombshell, scud missle! | |
| I got this cuss at you to fucking cuss at you | |
| Like before I rap there was some motherfucking stud | |
| Slut, this will teach you not to come drunk, stumbling my way fo shizzle | |
| I still live like I bought you the Gilbert slot checks stob bizzle | |
| So fck sissors these checkers are bust like a blood blister | |
| Now I don' t really care what you call me | |
| you can even call me cold | |
| these bitches know as soon as they saw me | |
| its never me to get the privilege to know em | |
| I roll like a desperado, now I never know where I' m gonna go | |
| still I ball like there' s no tomorrow | |
| goodnight it' s over with thats all she wrote | |
| The credit roller, curtain closer, movie over with | |
| But don' t get mad at me | |
| go blame the chick who wrote this shit | |
| ya life is sure a bitch | |
| but she know I' m rich | |
| that why she give me what I want and I just throw her dick | |
| here I go again, | |
| I kick this shit, give a damn, got it pouring in | |
| Peso, Euro, yeah, ah ha, I' m paid never gon be poor again | |
| see me posted in anything, wearing any chain | |
| never gon see me toting anything | |
| all you gon see is BANG! | |
| its so nice where I kick it, | |
| hate you never get to visit | |
| yeah I' m on another level | |
| but you nggas still can get it | |
| its all over fore you finish | |
| sorry bro this road we end it | |
| won' t give you the satisfaction of me giving you the business | |
| yeah, I said I wouldn' t give you the dirt off my handkerchief | |
| I' m giving these hoes a dose of there own medicine | |
| let em get a good taste of it | |
| I' m sure you got that relationship memo by now, | |
| but in case you didnt | |
| this is so bad, stick a nose to your forehead and staple it | |
| life is too short and I got no time to sit around just wasting it | |
| so I pace this shit a little bit quicker | |
| that clock comer racing in double time | |
| but I still spit triple the amount of insults in a tenth of the time | |
| it may take you pricks to catch on | |
| while you strong arm like Stretch Armstrong | |
| man I still say Kmart like theres an apostrophe " S" on it dog | |
| and they say McDonalds isn' t a restaurant well I guess I' m wrong | |
| but if you gon tell me that the A W aint the spot for the best hot dogs you can get the " F" on dawg | |
| Now I don' t really care what you call me | |
| you can even call me cold | |
| I bet they knew as soon as they saw me | |
| Goodnight it' s over with, thats all she wrote | |
| I roll like a desperado, now I never know where I' m gonna go | |
| still I ball like there' s no tomorrow | |
| Good night is over with thats all she wrote | |
| all she wrote, all she wrote, all she wrote | |
| I said its over with | |
| thats all she wrote, all she wrote, all she wrote | |
| " Goodnight it' s over with" thats all she wrote |
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