[T.I] 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 Goodnight its over with that’s all she wrote
[T.I Verse 1] Its stupid how I’m going on everybody knowing that I’m sewing up the game, destroying 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 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 I get rich off living life, you check to check reciting rhymes so call me what you want, wanna hate, have a nice time while I get stupid paper, hey my dough aint in its right mind (mind, mind)
[Chorus] 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
[Eminem -Verse 2] Your staring straight into a barrel of hate Terrible fate, Not even a slim chance to make a narrow escape Cupid shot his arrow and missed Wait Sarah you’re late, your train left. Mascara and egg smeared on your face Nights over goodbye, hoe I thought that I told ya’ the spilled nut aint nothing to cry over Never shoulda’ came within Range of my Rover Shoulda’ known i was trouble soon as I rolled up, Any chick who’s coming up after I blind fold her, She still comes back to my crib, Must want me to mess with her mind hold up. She must’ve took me for some high roller. But i wont buy her a soda Unless it’s rock n’ roll cola. Buy u a bag of fritos I wouldn’t let u eat the fucking chip on my shoulder. If you was bleach and I was hair I wouldn’t die for ya tryna pull 5 bucks from me is like tryna pulling 5 molars you get your eyes swole up i’m on my straight grizzly so why would i buy you a gay ass teddy you’re already bi-polar
[Chorus 2 - Eminem] 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 until its over and thats all she wrote
[T.I - Verse 3] 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 broke 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