Search results for 'i give you my heart stage outro by mr president' Page #21

bye den like u mr president 

Cause it's been evident that that



Ur fine ur fine ur fine

Sent shivers down my spine .

But i swear this time that u

Cuz I'm the Mack

The Jacka

The Jacka

2001

'm the mack]

[Jacka]
My momma raised me like a mack
So I stuck wit it
Tight you want to remain wit yo Mrs.
Then keep them bitches out my side
Ain't havin' no

Mr. Lonely Heart's on stage calling out for volunteers
And I raise my hand
I feel a bit nervous cause it's all unplanned
But I know it's start
Hey

Racism don't exist, next day they saying that you terror-us
Colly micro-aggression, and I faced with my heart warm
Educating, all the racists,
Became one

don't Blame Me if ya'll feeling pain
Oh There's She Goes, another bitch who gives me a headache
You hate my records, it's fine, but I'm Unapologetic
So

a storm
Upgraded, this ain't even my final form
Can't say you ain't been warned, you ain't on what I've been on
I live and breathe and die by this
This

of bleak
Do a 180 on you high heels
Sometimes when I sit down to write
I feel numb
Gotta heavy heart on my sleeve
And it's weighing me down
I cannot trust

"No, no, baby, it's not like that"
I coulda sworn she was a DJ
How she was scratchin' my back
Deep throats, wet licks to the head
The next thing you know

give this music shit up like it's time for lent
Fuck what you believe in cause religion is a trend
So I got a Jesus piece that made my bank account bend

seats
I'm not regular down in that 5-star E
This a push start ain't no key
Give me back my heart, and I'll leave
14 told me it was no spark crushed my

you no stress
Have you by my side that's a big flex
Lemme talk to ya; lemme confess
We seeing eye to eye
Look in your almond eyes
I'm mesmerized; need

I hit the pot and drop a jewel like I’m Yung Link
Don’t run around dumbing, call him a pundit
An expert in a particular subject
Who then gives his

You have my heart & I will gladly fucking bleed, baby
My baby, my baby…

It’s so crazy how we met
It’s so crazy that I wanted you as crazy as you wanted

(ooh)
Mob ties, bitch, you get hog-tied, shouldn't of chose the wrong side
Mrs. Whack, I love your flow, nobody rhymin' like that
Had to clean out my

Diamonds surrounded by gold kiss
Me if you ain't a lil hoe (lil hoe)
For the right girl I would give up my soul
For most of these chicks getting dick is

a divorcee.

When I talk the whole place it pops have you ever seen a brother with a violent top? Lean and bop she's kissing my neck and her hands on my chest

(Mane Rok)
Sky's falling
(Ichiban)
Earth's Burning
(MR)
We watch it from
(I)
Third Person
(MR)
No one really
(I)
Gives a fuck
(MR)
Even though it
(I

another man with the mic in my hand
(Mic) every stage show I ram (Ram)
Don't give a damn
Them boys aren't ready for the big weed
Big jaw big boy this money

Somebody Gotta Die Tonight

The Diplomats

More Than Music, Vol. 1 [Clean]

2005

and that there Figaro 

[Chorus] 

[Outro: Freeky Zeeky] 
Fuck y'all niggaz that's word to my mother B.
If I catch anyone of y'all niggaz runnin by, walkin

and give her back (give her back)
For my nigga, we gon get them niggas back 
I love you baby boy, I think we all do (think we all do)
I wish I can book

Top Prospects

The High & Mighty

Home Field Advantage [Clean]

1999

store
For you, in this era, this mic's still a terror
My scripts consist of printed parchness
I gave the apple to eve and she ate it
Built the pyramids

Master P put a youngin' on game, it's more to life than the shit we proclaim
Dear Mr. President you ain't shit, it's ironic that your mom raised

Triple X

Too Short

What's My Favorite Word?

2002

shit and give my dick the runs 
Like the East coast homies they don't slip son 
Too many women in the world, you bound to get one 
That slick bitch,

times over the streets cold but my heart is colder
I laminate your mind with thoughts you couldn't gloss over
I saw the lane open up so I crossed over
I