Lyrics:
Guy
This is like my new way to live my life by
They say they miss the nice guy but there's no more Mr. Nice Guy
On the real, I done had enough of people
Mr couple of women I get it Poppin
So Japan so they call me Mr Kamikaze
I guess I'm jus a pimpin ass nigga
You a sap that's a simping ass nigga
Brown
a Glock 9, now the block crying, I don't freestyle, I jot mine
Call me Mr 1-800, all I got is hotlines
These niggas tell so many stories they can overlook
forget, Bolo, Footloose
You know, the incomparable DJ G.I
Kim Lumpkin, Bizzy, Spores (you heard)
Marcus, Mr. Mark Pitts, L.A. Reid
Drew, Tyvee, Success,
So what the fuck gotta say
Fuck Mr. Clynch coming' straight from the playground
Lil whore got it bad cause I'm brown
And not the other color so Chase
Mr. Rosenberg
No, I ain't no fuckin' dummy
Bitch, I'm Mr. Rosenberg
Mr. Rosenberg
Call me Mr. Rosenberg
Made fun of my last name 'til the cash came, Mr
Who that is? Boy, that's Mr. Stan on business
Any nigga wanna play, I swear to God he end up missin.
Broad day we hit his face, that lil' boy got
is
Her specialty, after all hands come up
One by one "Oh my god, Rihmeek, "
Nicki groans exaggeratedly, invoking Meek's
Middle name for effect "Every
La-Z-Boy you, they enjoy you
I'm like, "What's harder, life or Mr. Carter?"
I'mma die by the trigger
Die by the trigger, Die by the trigger, Die by the trigger
Now yall gon miss me (If I let lil woedee kill me)
Now yall gon miss
a stone
To you my dear
* : Haitian Creole Word
*(1) My Mrs
*(2) i know
*(3) what quality you are
*(4) you never changed
*(5) you are always there by my
the muthafuckin niggas with his tech.
He offered me a job said he'd front me what I needed
I said that I was with it dreamin one day I would be..
Mr. Big!
chorus:
Ey, Mr. Police is you hearin' me
You can do yo' J O be witout touchin', touchin' me
Ey ey, Mr. Police is you hearin' me
You ain't ass without cha
tu area
Causando desmadre, Ponte Trucha
[Verse One: Mr. Shadow and Lil' Rob]
As I enter I'm gonna representer Mayhem Click
So Let The Mayhem Begin
Ey, Mr. Police is you hearin' me
You can do yo' J O be witout touchin', touchin' me
Ey ey, Mr. Police is you hearin' me
You ain't *** witout cha
can suck a dick
Okay, tell me shit, Lil Wayne fuck a bitch
Lil' nigga, big money, big gun full of that shit
Nigga I ain't Will Smith, nah, I ain't
A nigga too hot ima pop like a cuete
Me percino me rifo la suerte
Mi rosario la que me proteje
Gracias a dios me salvo de la muerte
Azules Benjamines en mis
You know Mr. Lil Uzi got the guap
I swear Mister Lil Uzi got the guap
You know Mr. Lil Uzi got the guap
I swear Mister Lil Uzi got the guap
You
tu area
Causando desmadre, Ponte Trucha
[Verse One: Mr. Shadow and Lil' Rob]
As I enter I'm gonna representer Mayhem Click
So Let The Mayhem Begin
fuck me
Get it on Sunday, spend it by-hold up
Money don't grow on trees
When your ratchet ass ask say please
How come every time you want me I sneeze
And call me by my new name
(What is that?) featuring Lil Wayne
It seems like everybody, everybody, everybody
Everybody forgotten about me
Will I ever,
motherfuckin' block
Try to catch me if you can, now that I'm a grown man
The mail I got stashed away, people will never know
Mr. Flamboyant
I came in here
holla Lil Shade in this bitch
Let the bloods holla Mr. Chris in this bitch
So who else in this game do i have left to tell come at me
cuz all this shit
the tropics
So keep it moving lil homie and just fuckin drop it
Or bring it to me, show me what the fuck y'all bout to do
I'm all by myself, and y'all got ya
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