Clifford Joseph Harris Jr. (born September 25, 1980 in Bankhead, Atlanta, G… Read Full Bio ↴Clifford Joseph Harris Jr. (born September 25, 1980 in Bankhead, Atlanta, Georgia), better known by his stage name T.I., and also by his alter ego T.I.P., is a Grammy award winning American rapper, producer, actor, and co-CEO of Grand Hustle Records. In 2001 he released his debut solo album, I'm Serious through Arista Records. Since then he has released 2003's Trap Muzik, 2004's Urban Legend, 2006's King, 2007's T.I. vs. T.I.P, 2008's Paper Trail, and his latest CD No Mercy released December 7, 2010. In March 2009 he was sentenced to one year and one day in prison and ordered to pay a $100,300 fine for felony weapons charges. When released from prison, he will be subject to an audit of his finances, drug counseling, DNA testing, random searches of his property and will not be able to own firearms.
As of October 2008, T.I. has had nine Top 10 Billboard Hot 100 singles, with 3 of them reaching number 1 ("My Love" by Justin Timberlake on which T.I. was featured, "Whatever You Like," & "Live Your Life" featuring Rihanna).
The Love This Life Songfacts reports that Love This Life, the first official single from T.I.'s eighth album, Trouble Man, was released on April 2, 2012 via YouTube.
T.I. is from Bankhead, Atlanta, Georgia and was raised by his grandparents. T.I. explained the origin of his nickname Rubber Band Man, saying, "We used to wear rubber bands to signify how much money, how much blow we had." He was nicknamed "Tip" after his paternal great-grandfather. Upon signing with Arista Records subsidiary LaFace Records in 2001, he shortened his name to T.I. out of respect for label mate Q-Tip.
T.I. has been in a relationship with former Xscape member Tameka "Tiny" Cottle since 2001. Together, they have two sons: King and Major Harris. He has three other children with ex-girlfriend Lashon Dixon: Domani, Messiah and Deyjah. Overall, T.I. has five children.
T.I. was co-executive producer of B.G.'s upcoming album and making beats for artists like Mariah Carey, Cassidy, Rick Ross, Maino, B.o.B., Yung Joc, Young Dro, and himself. He also executive produced the soundtrack to the film Hustle & Flow and released the collection through his record label.
As of October 2008, T.I. has had nine Top 10 Billboard Hot 100 singles, with 3 of them reaching number 1 ("My Love" by Justin Timberlake on which T.I. was featured, "Whatever You Like," & "Live Your Life" featuring Rihanna).
The Love This Life Songfacts reports that Love This Life, the first official single from T.I.'s eighth album, Trouble Man, was released on April 2, 2012 via YouTube.
T.I. is from Bankhead, Atlanta, Georgia and was raised by his grandparents. T.I. explained the origin of his nickname Rubber Band Man, saying, "We used to wear rubber bands to signify how much money, how much blow we had." He was nicknamed "Tip" after his paternal great-grandfather. Upon signing with Arista Records subsidiary LaFace Records in 2001, he shortened his name to T.I. out of respect for label mate Q-Tip.
T.I. has been in a relationship with former Xscape member Tameka "Tiny" Cottle since 2001. Together, they have two sons: King and Major Harris. He has three other children with ex-girlfriend Lashon Dixon: Domani, Messiah and Deyjah. Overall, T.I. has five children.
T.I. was co-executive producer of B.G.'s upcoming album and making beats for artists like Mariah Carey, Cassidy, Rick Ross, Maino, B.o.B., Yung Joc, Young Dro, and himself. He also executive produced the soundtrack to the film Hustle & Flow and released the collection through his record label.
Hold up
T.I. Lyrics
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Yeah
Yup
Lo M1NG
Listen
I smoke it in public
I do not agree wit' yo fuckshit
You sold all yo guns, didn't pay none yo beef that sound like some broke shit (Hold up)
I told her I lover she said no you don't
I said what da fuck bitch
I smoke it in public naw
I do not agree wit' that fuckshit
That puzzle piece look like it's gon fit
And that bitch did
That bitch look like she suck a good dick
And that bitch did
All this ice make her wanna fuck a nigga so quick
So that bitch did
Told her fuck that check told her go and get mo'
Get mo'
And that bitch did
Yea
Hair and jewelry make a nigga shower longer
Trap trap now my money longer
Went to da dentist as a kid
I'm at da jeweler as a grown up
All vvs in my teeth nothin' under
I'm smoking a cone as I'm gettin' dis dome
Yea yea
From a lil bad bitch told her beautiful ass to come home
Aye I trade in my xbox yea
I wake up wit' a new glock huh
I trade in my old bitch now I got me a cute thot
Yea I'm walkin' wit' these racks like I'm Federer
(Roger Federer)
Yea
Now bet all yo money I'm ahead of ya
I take off then I accelerate
Two hunnid or better you ain't tryna race
I laugh at a fuck nigga
Hahaha
You olé don't get no bucks nigga
Greek freak long money
Ballin' is a hobby
Rockin' polo Nike
Oh I think these bitches like me
Cause I just left magic city in a vert
Same spot I used to sale out my percs
Now call my iPhone if you need that work
My socks be red like papi
Hit ya wit' dis Smith and Wesson
Teach yo ya ass a lesson
Put you in depression
Yea
Turnin' up if u in my section
Cause ballin' is my profession
Swish, just copped me a necklace
It's a lot on a nigga mental
Try to keep this shit calm
Try to keep it gentle
I'm goin' thru it grab another pack of raw not a swisha
Gotta tech rapping bullets like I'm Twista
Better thank God if I missed ya wit' all that starring might as well take a picture
When you say my name say it like the liquor
I smoke it in public
I do not agree wit' yo fuckshit
You sold all yo guns, didn't pay none yo beef that sound like some broke shit (Hold up)
I told her I lover she said no you don't
I said what da fuck bitch
I smoke it in public naw
I do not agree wit' that fuckshit
That puzzle piece look like it's gon fit
And that bitch did
That bitch look like she suck a good dick
And that bitch did
All this ice make her wanna fuck a nigga so quick
So that bitch did
Told her fuck that check told her go and get mo'
Get mo'
And that bitch did
We was just fuckin' but you love her she a buss down
Whole click iced up neck wrist buss down
And we just caught a zip that's a touchdown
When you check ya live feed oh you tough now
You was talkin' all that shit but you on hush now
Money in my pocket got me walkin' like a clown
The jokes on you yo bitch eyes on me how you think that sound
She been drinking too much she feeling her self she need me like a black and mild
When I come round music Neva opposite of loud
Smokin' on some kush from out of town
Plug just came from Cali lowered prices on the pounds
I'm at the browns game smokin' in the dawg pound
At me youngamazin216 drinkin' Remy 'til we drown
I smoke it in public
I do not agree wit' yo fuckshit
You sold all yo guns, didn't pay none yo beef that sound like some broke shit (hold up)
I told her I lover she said no you don't
I said what da fuck bitch
I smoke it in public naw
I do not agree wit' that fuckshit
That puzzle piece look like it's gon fit
And that bitch did
That bitch look like she suck a good dick
And that bitch did
All this ice make her wanna fuck a nigga so quick
So that bitch did
Told her fuck that check told her go and get mo'
Get mo'
And that bitch did
Yup
Lo M1NG
Listen
I smoke it in public
I do not agree wit' yo fuckshit
You sold all yo guns, didn't pay none yo beef that sound like some broke shit (Hold up)
I told her I lover she said no you don't
I smoke it in public naw
I do not agree wit' that fuckshit
That puzzle piece look like it's gon fit
And that bitch did
That bitch look like she suck a good dick
And that bitch did
All this ice make her wanna fuck a nigga so quick
So that bitch did
Told her fuck that check told her go and get mo'
Get mo'
And that bitch did
Yea
Hair and jewelry make a nigga shower longer
Trap trap now my money longer
Went to da dentist as a kid
I'm at da jeweler as a grown up
All vvs in my teeth nothin' under
I'm smoking a cone as I'm gettin' dis dome
Yea yea
From a lil bad bitch told her beautiful ass to come home
Aye I trade in my xbox yea
I wake up wit' a new glock huh
I trade in my old bitch now I got me a cute thot
Yea I'm walkin' wit' these racks like I'm Federer
(Roger Federer)
Yea
Now bet all yo money I'm ahead of ya
I take off then I accelerate
Two hunnid or better you ain't tryna race
I laugh at a fuck nigga
Hahaha
You olé don't get no bucks nigga
Greek freak long money
Ballin' is a hobby
Rockin' polo Nike
Oh I think these bitches like me
Cause I just left magic city in a vert
Same spot I used to sale out my percs
Now call my iPhone if you need that work
My socks be red like papi
Hit ya wit' dis Smith and Wesson
Teach yo ya ass a lesson
Put you in depression
Yea
Turnin' up if u in my section
Cause ballin' is my profession
Swish, just copped me a necklace
It's a lot on a nigga mental
Try to keep this shit calm
Try to keep it gentle
I'm goin' thru it grab another pack of raw not a swisha
Gotta tech rapping bullets like I'm Twista
Better thank God if I missed ya wit' all that starring might as well take a picture
When you say my name say it like the liquor
I smoke it in public
I do not agree wit' yo fuckshit
You sold all yo guns, didn't pay none yo beef that sound like some broke shit (Hold up)
I told her I lover she said no you don't
I said what da fuck bitch
I smoke it in public naw
I do not agree wit' that fuckshit
That puzzle piece look like it's gon fit
And that bitch did
That bitch look like she suck a good dick
And that bitch did
All this ice make her wanna fuck a nigga so quick
So that bitch did
Told her fuck that check told her go and get mo'
Get mo'
And that bitch did
We was just fuckin' but you love her she a buss down
Whole click iced up neck wrist buss down
And we just caught a zip that's a touchdown
When you check ya live feed oh you tough now
You was talkin' all that shit but you on hush now
Money in my pocket got me walkin' like a clown
The jokes on you yo bitch eyes on me how you think that sound
She been drinking too much she feeling her self she need me like a black and mild
When I come round music Neva opposite of loud
Smokin' on some kush from out of town
Plug just came from Cali lowered prices on the pounds
I'm at the browns game smokin' in the dawg pound
At me youngamazin216 drinkin' Remy 'til we drown
I smoke it in public
I do not agree wit' yo fuckshit
You sold all yo guns, didn't pay none yo beef that sound like some broke shit (hold up)
I told her I lover she said no you don't
I said what da fuck bitch
I smoke it in public naw
I do not agree wit' that fuckshit
That puzzle piece look like it's gon fit
And that bitch did
That bitch look like she suck a good dick
And that bitch did
All this ice make her wanna fuck a nigga so quick
So that bitch did
Told her fuck that check told her go and get mo'
Get mo'
And that bitch did
The lyrics of T.I.'s song "Hold Up" convey a sense of defiance and self-assuredness. T.I. confidently expresses his disregard for others' opinions and actions, especially when it comes to smoking in public and engaging in "fuckshit." He refuses to conform to societal expectations and instead embraces his own choices.
The chorus repeats the phrase "I smoke it in public, I do not agree wit' yo fuckshit." This line can be interpreted as T.I.'s declaration of independence and refusal to conform to societal norms or expectations. He confidently asserts his right to engage in activities that others might judge or consider inappropriate.
The verses touch on various themes, including love, materialism, and the pursuit of success. T.I. describes relationships with women who challenge his declarations of love, asserting his desires and experiences. He also boasts about his wealth and success, referencing his jewelry, money, and expensive shopping sprees. The lyrics suggest that T.I. is unapologetic for his lifestyle and revels in the power and influence it brings him.
Overall, "Hold Up" reflects T.I.'s confidence and defiance against societal conventions, emphasizing his personal freedom and the pursuit of his own desires.
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