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T-Mo

T-Mo (born Robert Barnett on February 2, 1972 in Fairburn, Georgia) is an American rapper best known for being a member of Southern hip-hop group Goodie Mob and being the more educated member of the group. He acquired his Bachelor of Science Degree from Morris Brown College in Atlanta, Georgia. He is also one-half of the hip-hop duo The Lumberjacks (with fellow former Goodie Mob member Khujo). He released his first solo album "Freedom" on October 7, 2008. more »

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Swear down all these bitches they just do it for the status
Lick my apparatus we about to cause a madness
It's just practice woo
It's just patience hoe
I don't like no basic hoes
I don't like no racing hoes
Bill it up pack it up blaze this hoe
Only amazing rolls
All your mandem are way below
I'm on the daily bro
All of your bitches are rated low
Still, let me just say hello
All of you have to just fake the show
You can't afford to just stay no more
I gotta work till I play no more
Then I'll be solid and stray no more
Straight out of pocket I'll go to my parents and tell them that they'll never pay no more
We just gon f*ck it up nice pour me some ice
Cuz I'll be chuggin it
Got me a ting that I like back tight
I'll put a thumb in it
Got me a plug that I like price right
I'll just be bunnin it
Got me a ting that's a plug well shit well just be thuggin it
Seems that lately everyone fuckin it
Never taking coke unless there's rum in it
All I need is green to keep the demons having fun with it
It's just money it just money it's just money it just money
It's just funny how the motherfuckers only care about money
How the motherfuckers only care about stuntin
Balling balling falling running
How do I look on my live, how do I tell all my fans to invest in my life
How do I look in my ride, how do I tell all the paps to come shove all they cams in my eyes
How do I look in my, how do I look in this, how do I look in my
The light that glows
Mmm delightful flows
I did a dash pre party and banged one
In my cherokee and the mandem know
My right wrist is a furnished home
My left one is a tank I own
I made up both things just like when my girl told me she's a Capricorn
Did I stutter? I just yawned
Cuz the man tryna gas me out puffing too many zoots in the car in the cold
I asked the dealer what are you selling he said gorilla something I've been sold
You can't leave your ps unchecked I thought you knew bread starts to grow mold
What you sayin, what's happening, come in we need to khalas him
We pull up whippin a mad ting Egypt breed pharaonic stabbings
She wanna insta snap it hold the queng while I back it
KGs stowed in the baggage my roots done say I'm Arabic
Sneaky tactic explosives shipped in the package
Jeans they stretch out elastic, ayyy iii ,I'm so interactive
Please come combat it strike I might attack it
I I I come clean like I played and practiced
It's just money it just money it's just money it just money
It's just funny how the motherfuckers only care about money
How the motherfuckers only care about stuntin
Balling balling falling running
How do I look on my live, how do I tell all my fans to invest in my life
How do I look in my ride, how do I tell all the paps to come shove all they cams in my eyes
How do I look in my, how do I look in this, how do I look in my
How do I look in these garms ting on my arm
She roll me a zoot but Im rolling cigars
You can bet that the troops all be arriving in flashiest cars
We hop on a jet but the packet just hit so well fly through the stars
Craziest thing that I did hasn't happened I'm waiting for touring to start
I'm waiting for all of you here from the start (you and you)
Tickets are free now, watch that stock price move up lil bro
Premium fee now only moon rocks so light up lil bro
Almost a team now but all of your mandem back up lil boy
Wish it's a dream now cuz all of the weight start to stack up lil boy
Check getting senile guess them numbers start to add up lil boy
I can run three miles guess my lungs haven't blacked up lil boy
Gave her a creampie ain't talking cake get your snack up lil boy
Check out the freestyle sit back and blaze that pack up lil boy
Everyone wanna pretend like they throwing a hook when they usually fold
I know some people who said they were there but they didn't know stories and when they were told
Those are the yutes I won't know when I'm old
Packing up zoots in the Edinburgh cold
Packing up zoots and I'd head to casino and sell me a soul
Or I'd just buy me another top up my chips sir I'm feeling this number
Back up her hips now I'm feeling her bumper
Strike like a light and I smoke on the dududududu

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