Lyrics:
lil' ho
Yeah, I'm doing all these shows
Blowing dough with some hoes
Got some good Act to pour, yeah murder what she wrote
And you know I took her
crunk
And energy bring it back but you can put this in your trunk
The radio ain't play enough you know that's what they want
And give it up, on the game,
embalmin
Cause that shit bad for a G like me
I guess I represent Southside lil Kici
I showin em, Everybody got on they Nikes
And you know what everybody
If you want me
If You want it
You got me
You know You got it baby
Give me something I can feel
Give me something I can feel baby
If you want me
If
too much
I've seen enough, I have seen enough, to know that I have seen too much
See 'cause Mr. when you're rattling
On heaven's gate
By then it
Then got a whip from the dealership
All of those bottles, we popping them
You want the models, we fucking them
Do what I want; please don't take
the late great, Twista
Fuck all the lyrical shit, bitch
I'm a game spitter
And I tried to told you that I got bars
(Like what?) just like a phone charge
DJ Khaled
DJ Terror Squad
And he goes by the name of
You got the right one, it's Weezy fuckin' baby
And if your woman lookin', I'll let
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
on
The owner, he'll fuck with me, he let me smoke my lil' reefer
What you drinkin', 'yac and tequila? (What you drinking?)
You drinking it straight or you need
Mr. Goodbar
What you craving for late night Mr. Goodbar
Mr. Goodbar Mr. Goodbar Mr.
Goodbar whoo Mr. Goodbar Mr. Goodbar Mr. Goodbar whoo
Girl I
want it now
I want you cause I'm Mr. Vain
I know what I want and I want it now
I want you cause I'm Mr. Vain
Call him Mr. Raider call him Mr. Wrong
Call
Before jump in the game let's get one thing understood
If you sellin' that ice cream ya got to make sure it's good
Mr. Ice Cream Man
(Mr. Ice
(Juvenile)
Lil one and gone
Lil one was stuck in this shit
Lil one say he gonna bust a nigga head if you fuck with his bitch
Lil one got the court hot
feel the real touch
Find a real Mrs. 'til the fog is gone
With God as my witness, I'ma sober up
I'ma sober up
I got wasted 'cause I didn't wanna deal
bangin' your chick [what you talkin' 'bout?]
Got your boys out the hood now they slangin' and shit
I know you mad that's why you in court, turnin' on him
low
I do a verse, you know my prices ain't, low
Lil' momma know I like my kisses down low
I'm Lil Bibby, Mr. Everything-For-The-Low
Mr
know
Ridin' by my side she know
When I'm talkin you just listen
I want you to be my Mrs
If you down for real shit pimpin'
I'm gon be the one you chill
what I’ve learned in this business
you just never know…
[Lil’ Kim]
Shut the f-ck up
Who the f-ck want war
FedEx beef straight to your front door
It’ll
her?
I'ma name her Bonnie
I read about your Uncle Ronnie too, I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself over some- who didn't want him
I know you
smoke I puff (puff)
The more dangerous (us)
[Mr. Bristal]
What, Cris flow 'ever, nigga, you know what that mean (uh)
Cock
the sea, Mr. Todd, that's the life I covet
By the sea, Mr. Todd, oh, I know you'd love it
You and me, Mr. T, we could be alone
In a house what we'd almost
want the old Ferg
"Cocaine Castle", "Hood Pope" Ferg
Got a question to ask, do you know Ferg?
Do you know that I come from where the toast burn?
New
Whoa
Its mr. water whippin
Wad up Noc
Ass so phat
Ass so phat you can see it from the front Lil mama put it on me I give you want you want
Give you
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