Lyrics:
Wendy Williams, ooh
Catch 'em at the club sipping, fuck around they missing, hold on
Big pimping, iced out my crew now my mission complete
Pimp C, I
but these hoes love my accent
She came up to me and said, "This the number to dial"
If you wanna make it number one, you're number two now
Mix that
the boys
I ain't pressing the weapon, Devin'll play with the toys
I ain't stressing you poppy, mommy was by me in struggles
You in the mix when it's
crew just like Scooby-Doo
These fake Ghost Faces go home before 22:00
In Europe that means that ten PM is the curfew
Two AM in Porto, I run into my boy
on black, I RIP a hater
You can stand up, you can grab a chair
This going be the truth even if you dare
I will leave you square when you live on sphere
Make
representa
It's four fingers up wit two twisted in the center
It's no serender, no retreat
I ain't the hardest nigga walking but your stripes ain't unique,
[Charlie Brown]
Bring one MC, two MC, three MC.
Send any MC's. It doesn't matter to me.
Sterp up like a thief in the night.
No wins and I
else (straight up)
Wrist, wrist, mix up the hooch
Mix up the hooch
No, it's not Goose, it's the hooch
Mix up the hooch, ooh yeah
Wrist, wrist, mix up
Pockets full of cheese bitch you know it's overweight
Mix that shit with my green turn it to a salad
Yeah
Pockets full of cheese bitch you know it's
[talking]
Excuse me for not introducing myself correctly
I am the Man on Fire, A.K.A. the Mix Tape Messiah
A.K.A. the Chamilli-nator ha-ha, Smallz
a bag or two
The people in heaven
They live on (live on)
With no evil
The people in heaven
they live on (live on)
With no evil
The people in heaven
They
but these hoes love my accent
She came up to me and said, "This the number to dial"
If you wanna make it number one, you're number two now
Mix that
with the most step carefully around me
I bribe by the rules you know
disturb my groove and you gots to lay low
Geronimo have it in the cut
bring it
And it's like that
[Chorus - X2]
It's too dirty, too raw, too rugged
Too raw, too bangin' too blazin' too hot to touch
Ain't too many crews
your year's gonna come
You didn't live by the pipe or the gun to be like me
Waitin for my turn to burn
and get a million-five, and a tax return
that be
you see me in the mix
I can't trip about no bitch
You was only gone for the last few months
Two different lives, you was living it up
Go and be happy,
the mainstream?
Meek Mill leans forward into the
Glow of his computer screen
His expression unreadable behind a
Pair of gold sunglasses
It's April, well after two
Real big steps how I walk it out/ The man with the tats how Im talked about
Never know my name just what Im bout/ Aint lost in the mix in a dirty route
just bought a mansion, I got choppers by the fireplace
Can't let me in, but I was never alone 'cause I had God (he was there)
Big bro say we gotta live
this nigga lets go
Get set, go, which you do, crews screwed, I blew through
Two crews who claim they got funk, may be true cos they doo-doo
(One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine)
It's the ten crack commandments, what?
Uh, uh
Nigga can't tell me nothing about this coke
(One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine)
It's the ten crack commandments, what?
Uh, uh
Nigga can't tell me nothing about this coke
digging that
Now I'm all up in the mix and you gotta live with that
Gotta get it how I live, yall just living in the past
Most these artists whack, they
an angel della reese
hold the mic like a beast,In france your an artiste,
2 live crew brother marquise, at least we at ease, features for a fee
honestly I'm
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