Lyrics:
Stingy like Mr krabs when it
Comes down to my sauce
Got chased by a fat mall cop
He look like Rick Ross
Like I'm hooping with this nigga
Hit him with
and Mr. Hide
I am changing, I changed with the light
I've been away, running from reality
Who am I, am I an actor in this game?
Change with the light
You know there's a time in every man's life where he gotta make a change
And try to move up to the next level
That day I came and I tracked the beat
Alright Mr. Thanksgiving
It's for the money this time (Drama)
Howdy do motherfuckers, it's Weezy Baby
Niggas bitchin' and I gotta tote
fit, man I feel like I'm famous
Real Mr. Put It On
Fucking yo bitch and she sing my songs
Feel just like Uzi, my money long
I get way too high, man
tell me lady if what I sing and I write
it's just another spell of your will
And now Mrs. Brown, you always been around me
in every chance, every change
bitch airplane mode code
No peacoat no time to change clothes, same clothes
Love if you living by the same code, G code, leave ho
Fuck it you dead
[Mr. Lil One]*Talkin*
Yo this is what we fin to do
[Chorus: Mad One (Mr. Lil One)]
Let's ride ride, slip and slide
(From my side to your side)
Ima boss lil hoe I been that
You can't get a check from checking on
So bitch just mind yo business
Neva settled for small change so i upgraded to a big
here, up out your range
Don't try to be G, that's not your thang
You try me G, that Glock gon' bang
K I N G, that's not gon' change
I'm rich, bitch, I
feat. Mr. Lil One
[Mr. Lil One]
Everybody want to be knowing
How I be doing it when I be flowing
back up in this motherfucker
ready to server you
I be stepping
Mr get high stay fly ima Jetson
Feel asleep off the yerc with the 30 in my dresser
My main bitch can't even talk, only if I let her
I
decisions
By corrupted governments
You need to level up
Your time is up
Mr Mr Mr
Mr Mr Politician
You got a whole lot
Of explaining to do
While the country
the ring
And I will retire with the crown, yes
No, I'm not lucky, I'm blessed, yes
Clap for the heavyweight champ, me
But I couldn't do it all alone, we
school hip-hop a beat and a rhyme
Some chapters and some verses, you seek and you find
Look no further here I go, Big Will, Johnny Inferno
Flame by
a white line, this the right time
I Suge Knight, Vanilla Ice, I'm not Mr. Nice Guy
I'm crazy (I'm crazy, I'm crazy)
I'm crazy (I'm crazy, I'm crazy)
and fuck up commas (Yea)
Gettin' to the money, shit, that's no problem (Champ)
I want a check, flex on my ex
Shine with a lil' bit of gold on my neck (Gold
truth is
But I know one thing is sure is sure
Look Mr stranger
I dont know what he feels
I just know that he says
But if he shows we'd have gone so far by
Secrets no matter whatever
Girl you know what I mean (yeah)
Well if you don't then I'll explain
You can be my Mrs wayne
We can do the damn thing
You see I
'm on the 'Tech
Workin' like a stain, I can't get attached
Wrist a Johnny Dang, diamonds by the batch
Hoe'n so official, raised like a champ
Certified nigga, hit
'm a mess
You still say that I'm the best
And don't ever change, please
But, Mr. Mark Darcy, you may just almost have me believe
That you like me just as I am
champ, double s I'm in this bitch
I do not have friends, I got some bros I don't do cliques
Last year I was lost and high in school and I ain't feel that
Came out the bottom, I count a whole lotta
Young Gunna worth millions of dollars (millions of dollars)
I ice out the charm, my lil' bitch a model,
champ? Who da champ?
Diamond fangs like a vamp
Where's the package with the stamp?
Bust it open by the Lamb
Roll it up 'till I cramp
Uh, four rings
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