Bankhead (ft. PSC
T.I. Lyrics

West Side, nigga
I am from the west side of town

I got my 44's, and my dro And my Chevy on 24's And my hoe, now where I s'posed to go
I have my gun, weed, car, and girl, but not sure where to go

See me ridin' in a Chevy, 44 on the seat With a quarter o' of blow gettin' loaded wit C No tags, no license, the trunk loaded with D Ridin Fulton in D where we know it to be They pull us over, you think I'm stoppin, you must be fuckin' wit me If they don't want to die tonight, they best stop fuckin' wit me I'm'a pull over in Bowen Homes, my cousin and me And they gon' hide me in they home while they lookin' for me
I am driving around with my gun, drugs, and no license. Police try to pull me over, but I refuse to stop. Instead, I hide at my cousin's house while they search for me.

We the neighborhood superstars, pimp a Chevy pullin' hard Thousand dollars worth of dimes in the trunk with rockstars We puttin' fear in cowards hearts when they see us on the block Swirvin' in the deuce and quarter, bustin shots just because The hell I care about gettin caught? I'm makin' bail by 12 o'clock Back in the spot with the same old serve and drop I pull a hoe in Bangkok, drop her off at TIP's spot Im burnin' rubber, fuck the cops, another day on my block
We are the stars of this neighborhood, driving our fancy car with expensive women in the back. We intimidate others with our presence and shoot guns just for fun. Getting caught doesn't matter as we can bail out easily. Afterwards, we go back to selling drugs and picking up women.

I'm Cadillac daddy, pulled up on some hoes from ol' Natty I said I'm Pimp Squad hoe what's happenin'? Westside get them panties snappin' She asked me can I do the Laffy Taffy I said I do to make the pussy happy Lets get a room over on Virginia Step inside a suite and then continue You in for a lil fender bender Baby just remember make it quick You niggas kinda know me I'm the shit
I am driving my Cadillac and pick up women who are impressed with my pimp status. I take them to a hotel to have sex and tell them to be quick. They should know who I am.

I'm the in the bubble kush Chevy Well at least that's what it smells like Hit the gas, poof, fire blowin' out the tailpipe Tailpipe that's all these hoes wanna lick for the night Treat them like Tina, beat the pussy, and ya call me Ike That's right, monster ride sittin' on the 28's Sounds like a stadium, you would've thought the Braves played The engine runnin' like Vick, with the Falcons on the hood Mr., Mr. Westside, yeah, you know they in my hood
I am driving my Chevy, which smells like weed. Women are attracted to me just because of my car. I treat them badly and call myself Ike Turner. My car has big wheels and a loud engine. People know me in my neighborhood.

Ain't no tellin where I'm goin', 'less im steppin' out Sittin' on the high life, windows up in the clouds Open up the console, that's where I got my gun Right next to that, get the bag and roll another one I got vitamins, make a freak fuck all night Hoes know, killers on the Westside earn stripes Make that money turn bright, just look at my peice and my grill Swirvin' off Church St., the pimp God gave me skills
I am riding high, not sure where I am going. I have my gun and weed easily accessible. I am confident in my ability to have sex all night and women know me for my reputation as a killer in my neighborhood.

I was born up in Bankhead, y'all remember me Way back in 83', T.I. stayed on the street from me Just cuz I'm from Bankhead, niggas having beef wit me Half never seen a G in the cab of my Beamer V Ten screens fallin' in my Chevy watchin' Lean on Me Ridin' down Simpson, bout to waste my purple lean on me Purple linen clean on me, the whole zone 3 on me Waffle House Charger, yellow-black I got a bee on me.
I was born and raised in Bankhead, nearby T.I.'s old street. Some people dislike me just because of where I'm from, without knowing me. My car has 10 TV screens and I love Lean. Everyone knows me and I have a fancy car with a bee on it.