Lyrics:
goin my way
Lil Chuckie.
im on the scope lookin for this buster named wayne
when i catch him no softness man its chain gang
i been around him too long i
you're someone else
In the crowd all by yourself
Love, choice and destiny knocked on your door
You were gone
Sold your world to keep it free
Are you
What are you talking about?
Tobias:
Nothing’s gonna harm you,
Not while I’m around.
Mrs. Lovett: [Spoken]
Of course not, dear, and why should it?
by the way that I been talking
Cuz when money talk, it about me, I know
I was voted most likely to flip the script on these bitches
Mr. Unpredictable,
(Drum Dummie, Dummie, Dummie)
Sun down to sun up
When I'm around, they don't never put the guns down
My brother told me I cost too much to risk
the world in a sleigh
Me and you and the reindeers just all by our self
Have our lil kids by our side in Hawaii
Playin with toys like they our lil elf's
You
'm the worlds best secret
Let me in the door
You keep sayin' you hear me knockin'
What you standin' there for?
Cause I'm the one that do that music you feel
falling south
I can't stay gotta be out
All around the world all around the world
All around the world all around the world
All around the world all around
and down
Just hit it all around
This love it feels so right
Bring it hold me too
Lil' Kim:
Lil' Kim, you don't know what type of chick this is
Number one
All around the world
Hoods around the world
All around the world
Hoods around the world
Crenshaw king, lil' homie set trip
Dip it down west,
autograph)
(Wow, I love you, I have all your albums, it's Mr. Nigga, I love him)
They stay on nigga patrol on American roads
And when you travel abroad,
with thirty, I'm not by myself, I'm with the guys
Heard some niggas screamin', "B," this one come, we set a fire
I'm steady screamin', "Free Lil
hard when collecting, got Venmo|Save every motherfuckin' roach, tryna smoke|Check the clothes in my drawers, I ain't playin' around_It's LD, lil boy, Mr
Ms oprah, Mr cosby
I am right back at your ass
With all honor, Mr obama
Please don't walk out so fast
I got a question, got a question
Got a question
East Coast, West Coast organizin'
Steady risin', money sizin'
What we specialize in
The fame in the rap game we all want it
In fact by now I hope
convenience sake
I'm at the restaurant workin' that waitress
You ain't heard of lil Dave, or L the Jew biz major
Fuck you know 'bout the world he was raised
convenience sake
I'm at the restaurant workin' that waitress
You ain't heard of lil Dave, or L the Jew biz major
Fuck you know 'bout the world he was raised
high, he clicked his heels
He let go a laugh
Oh, he let go a laugh
Shook back his clothes all around
Mr. Bojangles
Mr. Bojangles
Mr. Bojangles
used to think of the water when y'all sipping bottles, I keep it one hundred my head
Ten thousand lyrics I feel like Lil Baby got four pockets full
of a parachute Mr. Drug War Junta-Man himself George Bush used when he bailed out of that bomber in World War II?
Hemp was illegal by then, but farmers were
Booty cheeks up all on me
Booty cheeks is all I see
Look at Santa's chim ney
Hear his sleigh bells ring ring ring
Mrs. Clause up on her knees
Squirts
out in Socrates' streets
Chest high talkin' wild 'bout how he was the one
'Til he learned, and got burned by the Goddamn sun
So the moral
stomach was empty it seduced
Me to fuck the world
Watch my lil' homies lose
They childhoods to guns
Nobody cries no more
‘cause we all die for fun
So why
(blades), slime
I'm a bad man, Aaron Rodgers
If you play baseball, you a Dodger
I'm a grown man, y'all niggas toddlers
I travel 'round the world like
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