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It wouldn't hurt you to try
But maybe I'm not Mr. Right
I do this shit on the fly but I wanna do this shit all of my life
Ain't no respect for my enemy

C Paul
Baby you a blessing
For that I got to thank God
Tell me what you want
And I can make it happen
You already know
They call me Mr get it cracking

This How We Do

Slim Thug

The Big Unit

2003

7-1-3, Slim Thug, Lil' Ke
Doing it up with Mr. Lee, Nodd Factor, CMG
Boss Hogg, Big Unit, big primping
No tricking, what, this how we do it mayn,

know that she'll
Alvita
Alvita

Paid a lil' fair on the East side high
Like, "Free Mr. Clark"
Lady upstairs 'bout to be so hot
Smokin' like "fix

Your a fucking pig
Can't save the boat if your captain can't float
I'm Mr. KFC
Just saw a skelly
Carter's so smelly we sailing the sea
Blue all around me

Check it out..
Realize the face..
Kai ism spilled with Ply the Superfly
No Jimmy snooker bag lil' ma

How she look made him look up
Changed the whole

Its alright we can take the time 
I want your body on top of mine (uh huh)
Lets dim these lights to a low shine 
(lets turn these light down a lil

is the payout mr president my environment filled with fentynol and y'all only give two fucks now cause it's Betsy and lil Paul man Rip to KD cD MD RD

look like Mr. don't touch it
Ion care what I say, nigga, come push my buttons
Nigga telling me to stop but I really love it
Say something, you bugging,

it
Crown up by the wrist and I'ma live it
Get up out the way if you ain't with it like
MOVE all I really see is fake bosses
They ain't got hands, can't

a lil bit and you might catch a contact
I been down for my bros, 10 toes since way back
Got a lot of grip man the whip don't lie
Said I got a lot of grip

Look I'm off this, don't piss me off my bitch like chocolate
Aww shit, ruin ya noodle U dudes get nauseous
The boy flip serial killer who's eating

(Truth)
I am groot
I am groot
I am groot
I am groot
Go around plant my seed
So much money, call me Mr. Deeds
Go around plant my seed
Filling up on birdseed

hitta ass on sum stepback cuz my ballin foreign Luka Doncic hot cake Mr. McDowells and we sellin out sweets by smith timing is priceless gotta luxury love

(Singing by Ronnie Spencer)
Why you peepin me
Everybody knows that I'm a G
Hey, Hey, she's peepin me, she's peepin me
Why you peepin me
Everybody knows that

the pussy down like a vet
I wanna buy my mama a house
Was servin' Os and then I moved up to pounds
I need like two or three, not one ounce
I smoke by the QP,

you think that
You gon' get me" ayy (You gon' get me)
Big Folks with me tote a fifty (Tote a fifty)
I think she want a baby by
4, she tryna trick me,

my niggas switch up on me quick
Man I can't trust a liar

Uh, ay diamond: 30 bands
Went and got a chain with your lil' money
Bitch I'm buyin' land
I be

(fuck em) 
Ricky bobby 
I be wit da shit,  (im wit it) Mr porta party 
She wanna please me, (she down) she so talented (on ma)
She bless me on 1 knee
Dats

The Cards

Rapsody

The Idea of Beautiful

2012

move somethin' like a boss
Cool nigga wipe me off
And you could too since a lil' nigga asked the part
Back then in Kimberly Homes where I lived
I was

ability is pretend
Figure out, figure them
Figure who's in the pants
Dragging all the mud till I could see the end
By now peace, no fans
Something good

flows 
She's one of those a little psycho Ha ha ha
Like mrs smith and Brad Pitt
I love this b**** it go down down Down
Rumors says hills it has eyes
So

We makin' mils, y'all just be making memes
I hit him one time, only just a piece
You a lil' bitch to me, nigga, like a niece
Y'all niggas stay on my

Straight Lacin'

RBL Posse

An Eye for an Eye

1997

Haha. That RBL niggaz. Mr. see-Note, see-Note

*(Chorus- Iyesha Johnson)*

No one's gonna lace you, like I do
I get around babe, no one can lace you