Lyrics:
call this big bitch Mrs. Pearl
Snake bitch switched up on me, I say fuck it, might go shoot me a girl
We'll take the shit from A to Z, lil' A, you is
the room next to Mr. Talley’s room
Pussy was callin' my name but soon
I needed something to tame my cool
Couldn’t help that she made me drool
To the point
I needa reup
Peeled his cap like he was uncircumcised with foreskin
Moet and OJ red cup keep it poured bitch
I know everybody so lil' bitch I got
I woke up, i aint even brush my teeth, no im straight out the door
Im thankful for my bread but at this point its getting casual
If you dont make
dollars
This the truth you can't even swallow
My mind is the weapon
These words are my ammo
Better keep ya vest
Cause I keep these points hollow
Stirrup
Sit
My dogs them are different
Nigga, I am Mr. Skeng, spot the difference
Big Mike, don't need no assistance
So please give a nigga some distance
Name
on drip-drop
Brought the sleeves out
Huh, lil' bitch, 'cause I'm Sleeve Nash
Hellcat going 120 when I speed pass
That lil'-ass Henny bottle
With her cheap-ass
Mr
cause nigga, ahhh
There ain't no ducking me, lil' nigga, cause I'm knowing where you chilling
Put them hollows in the nigga, Ima leave that nigga spilling
CH'yea
I see you
I got you dawg
Chaingang Entertainment
Mr. 407
The city's beautiful really
Yeah , yeah , hold on , yeah 407 yeah
Im just a grown
the sea, Mr. Todd
We'll be comfy, cozy
By the sea Mr. Todd
Where there's no one nosy
Life is for the alive, my dear
So let's keep living it
Just
got a whole lot more weight to gain
And call me by my new name
(What is that?) featuring Lil Wayne
[Chorus]
(My nigga, featuring Lil Wayne,
pimp Mr. Glock
Now glock had many bitches, he sold pussy by the pound
And bitches jocked his trigga every time he came around
Big baller, big game
and Banati
In a tracky with a stick the sliding like It's hockey
We pull out the shotties get to spraying laying bodies
Lil bro you karate kid and I'm Mr
[Mr. Pookie]
Comin up tha muthafuckin block, its tha Undertaker
Jus throw yo hands in tha air, don't move a muscle I won't hesitate ta
Jus let you
Schemin', connivin', plottin' niggas tricky
I keep a hundiddy when I'm slidin' in a Bentley
Judging by my wrist, Mr. Bigs, it's contagious
Mr
points in the tape recorder,
Mystikal into MC Mad Slaughter,
Standin' and I dropped a couple of rhymes and they dropped the charges,
I ran 'em by deep
other bitch from the Wild, Wild West
End up dying from hollow points to they fuckin' chest
Cause I ain't never seen a cock beamer meant for a team
with nothin when there's food on the shelf
I keep tightening by belt
Feeling hungry as hell
But to eat is to be weak oh I might as well
Keep on saying I
and a pistol by his side, uh-huh.
Well he rode right up to Miss Mousey's door, uh-huh
He rode right up to Miss Mousey's door, uh-huh
He rode right up
and a pistol by his side, uh-huh
Well he rode up to Miss Mousey's door, uh-huh
He rode up to Miss Mousey's door, uh-huh
He rode up to Miss Mousey's door
on two FN's, both blue n blacc dem bitches twins
i pray err day before i sin, so when i see the opps hollows will spin
cruisin by your wake wit a big ass
lil tape, lil tape
Bitch's tape, bitch's tape, bitch's tape
Lil tape, lil tape, lil tape, lil tape
I ain't back by popular demand i never left
Bitch
wearing masks like it's Halloween
Me and the gang rocking Bally's like it's fashion
Touch one of mine and my shooters start reacting
Hollow points coming
boy lil mike
And I was like I don't know if I can spit the real
And He was like don't ever say that you just gotta tell your life story
And that's when
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