Lyrics:
say I'm suicidal
I might come turn up your trap
I got star power
I might get you wet then send your moma some flowers
I get paid by the pound, not
ready for anna, niggas know they not
I'mma let em rot, pull up on the spot
This not Memphis nigga but niggas knowing it's hot
I'mma bring the anna but
off
Say put lil monk on the map if he walk it off
I'ma I'ma
I'ma good lookin rapper I ain't tryin to stunt
I'ma good lookin rapper I ain't tryin
'm shoppin', coppin' Matty Boy, I got this down in MIA (huh?)
This lil' bitch should get a housekeeper, I met her in L.A. (in L.A.)
I got bloods in Bompton,
fuck you up
Had to disappear for a while shit got a lil' hot
Guess who's back on the block
Mr. Big Stuff laid back in the cut
One hand on the burner
nebulas I'm Mr. YA
Up all night no sleep I forgot how to sleep I'm Mr. Ya
Not from this world alien like E.T
My walk stays asleep like it was dreamy
Still
you say
Mrs. Officer, Mrs. Officer
Tell your lieutenant get them cuffs off of ya
I'm Kidd Kidd, my face on every wanted poster
I'm wanted by every
traced
Business needs a lift
Debts to be erased
Think of it as thrift
As a gift
If you get my drift
No?
Seems an awful waste
I mean
With
I done gave up so much free time knowing time ain't free
Fuck it I sacrificed it
My girl show me love, she know I made sacrifices
And if it's real
call up the line
Get down wit', down wit' us
This is a request Mr. Radio Man
Just one desire from a hip-hop fan
Hey DJ (you're on the line
for a week! ...(unintelligible)... Wot? I know, yeah allright, I
know Rod said "get it done, at any cost". Well there, that's going a bit too far, isn't
live the life our momma saw for us
My hands up please I'm just tryna get my bands up
And help my people stand up
But they think it's funny this ain't
too
Okay, everybody meet Mr. Me Too
I know, I know, yep, yeah, you too
Okay we get it, yep, yeah you too
I know, I know, yep, yeah, you too
Okay,
So high up in the air, she need a flight to go get it
Still Mr. Magic City, you know no replacements
This is what I do I got a pole in my basement
rum up
I'm a find me some new p****, and buy me a Four-Runner
I walk wit a limp, 'cause my nuts heavy
And I like it from tha back so hold your butt
came across all these little ppl lil ppl right infront of me
they looked up at me and sed hey mr r u tall
i sed yes im tall but hu r u wierd little
to the telly to put dick up in her belly
Yeah she fucking on my mans but no I'm not jelly
Cuz I already passed it on, I already got it already
Mr. No I do not
my tongue out
Just do it don't try it
Ya friends wanna fuck too
They can't deny it
If I show up
I smash shit
I'm such a riot
Get back on this meat girl
. Roll it, Roll it, Roll it, Roll it, Roll it Up
Mr. Roll it up Mr. Roll it up
I wake up in the morning
And I sip my teacup
I sit down at the table
told's a lie
But for now
It's don't look, honey, close your eyes
Mr. Pessimist
I'm Mr. Pessimist
Mr. Pessimist
Nah, I'm Mr. Pessimist
Mr. Pessimist
Nah,
through your Paypal
Shoulda joined FV, you coulda shut your bank down
Niggas like "Hop calm down
Why you always gotta get so emotional?"
I'm like "if it
But my voice has been heard on the roof
When I was curled up by the fire
And I've sometimes been heard by the fire
When I was about on the roof
But my voice has been heard on the roof
When I was curled up by the fire
And I've sometimes been heard by the fire
When I was about on the roof
featuring Busta Rhymes G Dep Mr. Bristal
[Lil' Cease]
Uh yeah
All my BK niggas uh
All my niggas on the corner
Pull your
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