T.I. - Memories Back Then Feat. Kendrick Lamar, B.o.B. & Kris Stephens

  

Lyrics to Memories Back Then Feat. Kendrick Lamar, B.o.B. & Kris Stephens by T.I.

  [Verse 1: T.I.] Aye, in my apartment a long time ago I knew a bad bitch, but she was kind of slow Still gave it up when it's a few of us She let me finger f-ck her on the school bus We used to cut school with her and run train She want to hang with us, we want one thing Just penetrating her throat, dawg She choke on it like smoke, dawg But whenever I f-cked up my reup In a dice game I go see her She'll give me enough to buy a quarter ounce And then blow a blunt of that reefa She used to buy a n-gga new sneakers Pay the bill on my beeper Just so she can pay to put a "69" And I know it time to go freak her Then one day I just asked her "Why you always give your ass up? I mean damn these hoes get paid All you do is get laid, this shit don't add up." She said, "Tip, all I wanna do is feel love Even if I know it ain't real love Even if I know a n-gga only finna hit it And then never call back, I still f-ck" And that's f-cked up, she's so trill I need somethin', she go steal When the trap hot and police ride N-gga, guess where we go chill? For 'bout four years she held dope And my four pounds till' it goes down I remember shawty, she stayed down I won't say her name because she married now [Hook: Kris Stephens] When the lights go out And I'm in my bed I think of all the madness in my head All of the things that I did back then When I'm in my bed I think of all the memories I've had All of the things I did back then [Verse 2: B.o.B] She would always turn heads when she'd fall through She would always make moves how a boss do And she never gave any n-gga time of day But she the chick all the n-ggas tried to talk to But when it came to me, she had a thing for me When we kick it she roll up the weed for me And we'd both cut class post up in the cut steady Watching just to see if the police coming We got close over time, her and I Right around the time that I first got signed Come to think about it I was 'bout 17 I ain't even have a license, couldn't even drive I was going back and forth with these flights Another show after show, each night She became so suspicious of these other bitches She'd go through my phone and we'd fight Talk about torn between the two Wasn't really much more that we could do Wasn't really much much space for us But she stayed down with every tour she seen me do But I guess one night I had a few Huh, one night I had a few Yeah, this little chick that caught my eye I told her "hurry up, meet me at the room" And no, I didn't have a contraceptive And my common sense neglected And two months later next thing I know I got a text that said "I'm pregnant" And you can almost bet she kept it That's the reason why you left me on top of all that, it wasn't even mine I went and got paternity tested Damn! [Hook] [Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar] Wait, hold up, is that you? With them big ol' thighs after school? Jay 305 had gave me high five When I said I’m in hot pursuit You said I won’t ride until Kendrick drive A new Monte Carlo that cruise And that shot my pride, I tried to improv But no freestyle I never do You looking for the n-gga with the tallest 'fetti You overlooking every n-gga that ain’t quite ready To make it rain on you like about to break a levee Hold up, that pussy petty Yeah, your nails did, your hair did Your cell phone is selfish It only got numbers that come with a Hummer Her new prima donna I smelt it Tried to make you mine, ho! Tried to make some time, ho! But I ain’t got the time or the patience To stop and wait in line, ho! Her dreams holds Versace She fall for Armani only deal with rich n-ggas F-ck you and Mitt Romney I’m grown now I’m on my own now I’m po-o-o-oppin' Change my phone now When I get home now I got o-o-o-options Fast forward, wait is that you? With them big old thighs after school? And your 3 kids and 3 baby daddies And car note that’s overdue? I know [Hook]