T.I. - Addicted Lyrics
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Addicted
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What Are The Lyrics For Addicted By T.I.?
When it come to gettin' paper, I'm gifted
Think I might relapse, I'm addicted Man, these hoes, oh I ain't bout to lie just to kick it Think I need rehab, I'm addicted Man, these hoes, oh Nigga happy, roll that weed up I just want her, I don't need her On the menu, I won't eat her Don't eat pussy? Bitch, me neither She addicted like Pookie on New Jack Same old pipe, just new crack Every time I hit, she come right back Every time I hit, she come right back Then I'm back to my business Right back to my senses Every time I'm done wit' it Pussy callin' my name, nig' God as my witness, these hoes! When it come to gettin' paper, I'm gifted Think I might relapse, I'm addicted Man, these hoes, oh I ain't bout to lie just to kick it Think I need rehab, I'm addicted Man, these hoes, oh I don't like holes, all my homies locked up sittin' in 'em I don't like hoes, the whole community put they dick in 'em They be expecting things, tryna use that pussy power But that power don't work when you find out it's sour I don't kiss 'em, that's a no-no, nigga (How was that pussy?) Kinda loose, it was so-so, nigga She f*ck wit' him, she f*ck wit' me then f*ck wit' him I'm like "Aye, girl, go 'head and see how that pussy be" Aye, she a busy body She just tryna see how much she could get up out him, so I don't trust 'em, I really don't trust 'em But I gotta get my nut off though so I just f*ck 'em Man, these hoes, oh When it come to gettin' paper, I'm gifted Think I might relapse, I'm addicted Man, these hoes, oh I ain't bout to lie just to kick it Think I need rehab, I'm addicted Man, these hoes, oh Hey, I can't lie, I think I might Need rehab, she has me so high If you lookin' for the flyest, there could be no guy Other than I, T.I.P., harder than I Me, why, she gotta be the sweetest of drugs Make a nigga think no one could please me but her I asked her where to put it, she said "Skeet it on her" So I don't need no molly, I'm OD'ing on her I prefer the prettiest bodies, go to luxurious lobbies Hit the elevator button, on the elevator, suckin' Sloppy blowjob 'fore a nigga touch the doorknob, I'm so hard I can't make my dick fit, I swear I'm addicted to her Man, these hoes, oh When it come to gettin' paper, I'm gifted Think I might relapse, I'm addicted Man, these hoes, oh I ain't bout to lie just to kick it Think I need rehab, I'm addicted Man, these hoes, oh |
Who Wrote Addicted By T.I.?
Jay Jenkins, Clifford Harris, Keenon Jackson, Markus Randall
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