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do the homage 
B.I.G I ain’t talking Mr. Wallace 
Who is me ? Don’t worry bitch I’m flawless 
Won’t eat cuz that kitty got lil mileage 
Question me?

Loaded clips, Lock 'em in
Got a black four five call it Pac's revenge
I'm a mutha fuckin animal lil Jon be canibal
Every nigga in Atlanta Know
I'm psycho

[Swiss Beats] Money, cars, clothes, hoes [x2]
I'm from the ghetto so gimmie my money
[Lil Wayne] Mr Angel on the beat
Young mula baby, and the devil

like Mr. Clean, face em with a beam
Tell that lil' thotty to shake some
Nigga, we know that you broke and you can't get no money
I tell him to make some

on a virgin
Open her up like a surgeon 
She wantin go hop on my earnins
Tell that lil hoe she gotta earn it 
My pockets feeling kinda heavy 
Got Bengamins by

get so bright I need a lil me time
Yea I'm a fucking pimp you should know this
And notice that when the weather switch I start to focus
My hope is that

They call me Mr Fuck a beat up,
Everytime they hearing my voice
They like he gon eat up
Just wait for me to heat up

Yea,

They call me Mr Fuck

they on?)
Call em' Mr. Walk Down
He don't show em' no pity AR got mods put a scope on a smithy
Spin the block out for the one they gone leave lil' bro

scythe by his side
As we walk along the path
In him I confide
Pleased mr reaper
Don't take my soul
There's not much left
But I wish to grow old
Now here

Back on the road, yea im tourin' and shit (tourin' and shit
Never respond to a hating lil' bitch (shut up lil' bitch)
She heard that I'm poppin' now

then send your moma some flowers
I get paid by the pound, not paid by the hour
I got star power 
I got star power

New Ferrari came with 600 horse

deceiving
It hurts some more, it hurts some more

Mr. Cocaine music, I'm 100% proof
Bout to make it smooth, I'm Mr. Rebel, rhyme invasion
A little spice in my

Dogghouse in Your Mouth

Mix Master Spade

Duces n' Trays: The Old Fashioned Way

2001

Daz we about to fry niggas like fries
And separate them by five's and light up the skies

Crip that D P, Kurupt
Dippin' and I'm out, put a dick in

Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay i'm gonna say the n-word
Lil Mosquito Disease you know what I'm saying
That's racist, you can't say the n-word!
Shout out Big

low like my thang (grrah, bah)
Been sippin' drank so my voice a lil' strained
Okay cool, bitch, go get hit by a train (bitch, get hit)
I'm tryna

trombone
Looking down on 'em like R.C. drone
Mr telephone man give 'em dial tones
I ask what would you do like John Quinones
If your girl got boned by a big

like to sit
I made a way for you lil' bitty niggas
I wish you would play with me, boy, you a bitch, yeah

They got exotic, I told them to mail it
I

off the tongue 
Yah cute playboy, when I stunt 
One by one you standin in line 
And one by one and I'm checkin out your rump 
And oh yes Mr.Capon double

caught like I was a pitcher
I'll be gone for min
But I'll be comin back soon
Mr summer jimmy June
Mr add it by the 2s
You look so confused 
I quit playin

Professional Rapper

Snoop Dogg

Professional Rapper

2015

Hello, how can I help you?
Hi, my name's Dave Burd, I have an appointment today
It's probably under 'Lil Dicky,' actually
I'm a, I'm a rapper, so

folks
Wait, this the king that u voted for?
Mr. grab by the puss
Who u voted 4?
Some very fine people
You done voted for
I got a lil news flash 
For you

2 Live Is What We Are

2 Live Crew

2 Live Crew Is What We Are

1986

yes, on the mic
I said the girls keep comin' back every night

'Cause I dress so fresh, my voice is clean
I can rock party people, yes, even the Queen
In

finished the show (the show)
Cut the pie up with the guys, they still sliding, keep it quiet
Remember I was broke, I robbed lil' Rico for his Jordan 5s

Let me, let me, let me, let me
Let me tell you a story, yes
About a boy from the Tribe Called Quest
I be that nigga that I think ya'll know
With Mr