Lyrics:
got the trigger, so I figure you'll bite the bullet
Then bite the dust, oh, what the fuck?
Do what I must and what I must is bust
A bubble or two
mack that
Need a billion dollar bitch
Put my pimpin' in your life
Watch ya daddy get rich
Easy as A-B-C, simple as 1-2-3
Get down with U-G-K, Pimp C,
Call it puppy love, Curtis and Tisha in the tree
K-I-S-S-I-N-G
She was pregenant by me once, glad she didn't have it
'Cause I be paying child
laughing
On the game
Getting bitched at by our wives playing 2k or Madden
Used bury threes
Now I gotta help bury your casket
This loss hurt
I can't mask it
Pumas
And my name Mr k Almighty, try to low ball
But she speaks only highly, try me, Q
Let's see how many do it
Put your hands up now
Let's see how many
now they're calling me pooh
I did some shit she never seen It is a bald head, bitch, yea Mrs clean
I got my stick in my hand and I lean Damn, lil'
[2Pac] Live in this muthafucker, Thug Pound Biotch
Kurupt, Daz, Makaveli, Idi, Kastro, Hussein
You know bitch the whole muthafuckin' clique.
We
lots , I got lots , I got lots
Lots of babes
Got it locked , I got guap , I got hot
In ya face
I got it good
Written by : Donnelly K Antoine & Romel
to the valley
Whitewalls on the wheels like mayonnaise
Dope, my crew is ill, and all we need is two good wheels
Got gas in the tank, cash in the bank
cool then I'm gone be there
What would be a good time to reach ya
She said what about ten but I thought eleven would be sweeter
Cause she wanted me
that don't stink
Bomb-ass head 'til she can't blink
And her eyes get watery, you gotta pardon me
I'm so damn turnt
Wheeling in a two door with
Two hoes
and Tanqueray
Drink like Mr.Wendal
Smoke bud like Dr Dre
But that's cause I'm old enough
To do that of shit
God damn I gotta piss
I pass the mic to Mr
[2Pac] Live in this muthafucker, Thug Pound Biotch
Kurupt, Daz, Makaveli, Idi, Kastro, Hussein
You know bitch the whole muthafuckin' clique.
We
ya damn pants up! (Oh)
As for you, Mr Frodo of the Shire (What?)
Ninety-six G's ain't enough to retire
Oh come on, I have enough to knock your ass
roller-coasting, on, on, on
What's up love? It's been a while
You been good? I've been around
Remember dinner dates I was late? Mr. Chows
Truant like
Ayy, man, y'all already know what
the fuck goin' on
Whole lotta of double9 shit
only the real, Otr S2K
I'm on all that dumb shit
Nigga, fuck
Let's ride ride, slip and slide
(From my spot to your block)
[2x]
[Mr. Lil One]
Well I'm Lil One I got bitches galore
You may have a lot bitches
Take a look at the ones I hit
Bad bitch with her ass fat, damn she thick
You can tell I'm gone by the dance I hit
Shawty a demon through them lips
Walk
you too late
Never try to bank karma good day
All about them chips Frito Lay
Only time you ball is 2K
Yeah my mom so sour for
Commas ain't no
Transylvania we say "good evening"
Mr. Cosell said, "Damn, that's good
You'll be on TV in every neighborhood"
He said, "Super Rhymes, you're a real MC
We
as good as going tourist.
By Friday afternoon, Waldo was set.
He was thoroughly packed and the post
Office had agreed to pick him up at three o'clock.
could ride quite comfortably. A few airholes,
some water, perhaps some midnight snacks, and it would probably be as good as
going tourist.
By Friday
2k but when I spray, Imma go and spin again
And we gone spray that bitch just like sum raid
Make sure that nigga dead
They put a bullet in his head
Sat
Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small
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