Lyrics:
can't be around
I'm tryna catch me a what outta bounds
I'm tryna catch me a who, he a clown
See a opp, flock around
That bitch a slut, she thot around
cook up
They like “Ouuu, thats Mr. Beretta?”
Everybody wanna be me
Lil' shawty said I’m nice with my fingers
How I move 'em, like I’m Stevie (Gang!)
me to unload
So I flip into my mode and rhyme long like a road
See, I drop the greats like clumsy waiters drop plates
I got rhymes by the crates
(Yea!)
Tell me why they always wanna play you?
(Jah Bless, yuh see mi now)
Tell me why they always wanna play you?
Hello Mrs. Officer
Why can't
(Yea!)
Tell me why they always wanna play you?
(Jah Bless, yuh see mi now)
Tell me why they always wanna play you?
Hello Mrs. Officer
Why can't dem
a man can see you and not be blinded
Dear Dennis, you gave birth to a master manipulator
Even usin' you to prove who he is is a huge favor
I think you
Nigga holla at your boy
See I think y'all see the similarities now
Me and Nicki we both like money
We both run the streets, and our haters
Oh
Bad lil mama from the 3-5-2
Who that is
It's me boo
Don’t punch no clock
So I got time
And don’t look to hard
Cause this nigga is mine
Hate you
a artist we bosses, the ones that fund c.d.'s
All your gonna-be wanna-be, gonna punish me please
You got me laughing, I'm asking if niggaz wanna be Steve
'm not resisting ain't got no hand gun
Say Mr. Officer don't shoot me
I just wanna make it home and be family
It's another minority shot down by a special
(Grade A, Grade A, Grade A)
Take a bitch shoulder
Finna introduce y'all to Lil Reuben
AKA Mr g6, G Swig, me swig talk to ’em bro
Nigga, I'm clean
problably worked at tha tity bar
We see yo tittys and yo ass got u pretty far
Fly bitches aint impressed by a lil gold
But soakin wet off the power that
wanna see me do it no hands
How you got a man but fucking his friends
Im back to straight snapping shit by demand
Look how demand got me back in the booth
keep things neat,
Archaeologist rap, break it down piece by piece
So good I'm irritating, call me a flea
Oh, so you wanna go?
like a waterfall, you know
Chanel)
Wanna spend it all on you, baby (Lil' Twist, Lil' Chuckee)
My room is the G-spot (and young Lloyd, ayy)
Call me Mr. Flintstone I can make your
Bounce for ah Nigga girl
Throw dat azz back
Wanna see you get low
Tryna see you make it clap
Liquor in your system
Let me see you get lose
Lights
lil mama what's the biz,
Trynna see if this pipe can really touch ya ribs
U a high level freak and I am too,
I'll be in by 1:30 out by quarter to 2
I
who I want this feeling that I have for u girl I can’t explain and I’m craving for my baby to come build up in my brain
I had a girl by the name
see
Then hang over the wall of the VIP, like (fly)
This a way (fly)
That'a way (fly)
This a way (fly)
That'a way
Now I was bouncing through
see
Then hang over the wall of the VIP, like (fly)
This a way (fly)
That'a way (fly)
This a way (fly)
That'a way
Now I was bouncing through
stackin' my paper till the game done change
Cause I love me a bank roll fuckin' right 'cause with out it who am
Make the haters wanna cry
drive by
probably because I just
Come from the boot
I get tired of these pussy lil’ bitches
Who talkin’ to me who be thinkin’
That they really knew
Mane the way
fall gonna come on the first
Blew life in the streets had ?em rebirth
See me on fire hater, I know it gotta hurt
I'm so hood classic words
Wanna talk
[Mr. Lil One]
What's up Dawg
[Mr. Shadow]
What's up
[Mr. Lil One]
You back up in here again
[Mr. Shadow]
Yes
{Mr. Lil One]
You see that board
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