Lyrics:
fours
Still fuck with me at day hundred
Cause I don't play, I gets off
Piss off, bitch, you ain't lit
You just a nigga saying shit
Rappers burn out,
me
You won't forget who you are
That you won't forget our love
When you have new personalities
Make sure you're building on the old one
Don't break
didn't feel
A thing when they said anything about me
I know who I am and I know the mission that
Needs to be accomplished by
Me don't ever forget
That I am
much
Mr ow much Mr ow much are you charging?
Mr Mr Mr ow much ow much
Mr ow much Mr ow much are you charging?
There's nothing I love more than a Samuel
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural
to realize what I told you when
I was 16? I was dead ass
Yo, what Vegas got me favored to win by?
It don't matter
I'm gonna cover the spread fast
You had a 16
yuh looking yuh buck upon de right one
Repeat
A gwa'ne tell yuh why dem call me Mr.Loverman
Cause fi mi love is Jackly depending
Carolyn it
You still want it
So don't forget about us
I'm just speaking from experience
Nothing can compare to your first true love
So I hope this will remind
You still want it
So don't forget about us
I'm just speaking from experience
Nothing can compare to your first true love
So I hope this will remind
And you got your daddy and you know who your daddy is don't you?
Fuck that
If you want to play you answer me who's your daddy when I ask you
Who is your
"Give me $1 million if you
Want the next album"
It's still sprinkling a bit when we dive back
Into the hired Lexus and head across the
East River
(Jeah!)
I feel I want to fuck you but my dick is really numb
and I don't see me gettin hard (Jeah!)
She told me to take this cap of GHB with a gulp
You still want it
So don't forget about us
I'm just speaking from experience
Nothing can compare to your first true love
So I hope this will remind
Uh, dear Mr. President
Whats happenin'?
I'm writin' you because, shit is still real fucked up in my neighborhood
Pretty much the same way, right
side
You could be my baby
When I look at my lady
Girl, you amaze me
Ain't gotta do nothin' crazy
See all I want you to do is be
My love, so
love you Eaze (I do)
So bro I'm still witchu (E2)
Yo house don't even feel the same
Yo momma she miss you (She do)
Mr. Homewrecker (Huh)
Mr. Paid
Uh... okay...
You won't, but you should
I will next time... say hi to everybody for me, mom...
You say hello! It'll take you two seconds! They're all
Uh dear Mr. President what's happenin'? I'm writin' you because
Shit is still real fucked up in my neighborhood
Pretty much the same way, right
of the matter
But my will gets weak
and my thoughts seem to scatter
But I think it's about forgiveness
Forgiveness
Even if, even if you don't love me
I
the same
Hold me in your arms again
I need your love
I need your time
When everything's wrong
You make it right
I feel so high
I go alive
I
bruh
Ayy, ya'll at my show, when
I say these names, ya'll better scream for
Me i don't give a fuck if
You know the names or not
Google them they will
. Thought-I-Was-Gon'-Take-Her-Home-But-Left-Her-In-The-Room
Mr. Screws, Mr. Take-It-Off-Now-Bitch-Get-In-The-Pool
Mr. Already-Made-It, you can't come around
Mr. Quiet, shh, bitch, don't make a sound, yeah
unruly.
And what’s your pleasure, dearie?
Oops! I beg your padon!
Just me hands is smeary.
Toby!
Run for the gentle man!
Don’t you love a garden?
Always
nobody bodied me
Don't accept my apology
Stop chasing props niggas, top niggas march
By the cops, followed hot blocks
They pop niggas i ain't one of you
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