Lyrics:
Yeah
Mr Mr can't touch me
Winter winter and something
Pavin a way for my name in the game
Hatin the blame but I can't stay away
Blister blister
sellin', that man
Could die broke. So fellow artists,
U need me... Push for yours, and watch for
Mr. Money Minder, as we settle the score.
Tony…
and gangsta!
[Chorus - Mr. G'stacka]
Now it's the pimp and the gangsta, stackin cheese
And we ain't rollin unless we sittin on 20 inch D's
We slide wit ease
Lil Wayne:
Yeah (take me out, take me out)
ok now it was me and Mrs. C
we was chillin by ourself
both of us just popped a pill
and now am feelin'
Cole's house apparently
You thought the kids that were raising these new blocks
Would change the world be the brains, let's walk by 2Pac
Instead we talk
to be some kind of old VHS
My, it's quite dirty
Mr. Green, I found this unmarked VHS. How much for it
Unmarked, hmm? Well, Billy, you're a nice young
don't get fed up
My people rise, my people fight
My people do alright
My people walk with pride and
We're marchin' side by side and
My people laugh,
back bitch what you wanna say?
Call it slaughter day, Mr. Offset
You a none threat to my shark bate
'Cause I'm a cut straight into your arteries
C, the stolen P
I stay in your chair with the ITP
We're no Mr nice, organise bum fights
(Uh, uh) sushi and shit, rice plus mais
Put you in the via,
i feel so nice through the high and the lows il be by your side
I said by mr right you wont let me go
Night in shining armour fought to keep me close
Yeah, uh huh
David Banner on the beat bitch
Ha ha ha
Young Money, Streets
I'm a east sider rider, whoa kemosabe
Bitches get to stepping like Cole
Coachella, i
Got a tour comin' up, I don't
Really have time but, fuck it
I gotta figure it out
Cole Alexander adding his vocals to DEATHCAMP
Tyler recording
eyes totaled
Mr Wi-Fi, out a franchise go to
Magic, standby local's
Watch the track bust once I show my dick size to the Pro-Tools
I teach you how
eyes totaled
Mr Wi-Fi, out a franchise go to
Magic, standby local's
Watch the track bust once I show my dick size to the Pro-Tools
I teach you how
Exacerbated by the fact that my syntax
Is highly complicated 'cause I immigrated
From the single greatest little place in the Caribbean
Dominican Republic! I
later
I'm Mr. motherfucker Mr. moneymaker
I'm Mr. make your bitches day by how I break her
Get this bitch up off me, get this bitch up off me
Get this
while they're all climbing in
Sound of breathing ceasing, lung by lung they watch him die within
Not just the season, built that fire pit which I defend
know it)
It's B. Cole I been gettin money fast
Bendin corners 160 on da dash
Errytime You see me bitch I'm ridin Clean
Wrist watch ring n da chain gleam
the shadows
Hear the hammers head as it put’s to bed
All those whispering threats you pose
I’m Mr.Nice, hot as the sun as cool as ice
Dead and buried by
on bars I’m nice no flattery
Bitch nigga era just flaring up my allergy
Men casually sipping strawberry daiquiris
Never turn me into that, look carefully,
Cole, Gina, Tommy
P**** is a weapon and my hoes think I'm Simon
And Simon say go and get my motherf***ing money
Young mula b****, tell them hoes, take
Times"
feelin like J.J., I'm standin in the food bank line
My momma was ridin on the bus tryna get to work
Early in the morn', it's cold and her knees hurt
J cole say cole world, it's colder
Damn
Thought I'd be more realistic
Love with forgiving spirit
Instead of lusting big booty bitches
Perhaps it ain't
your body don't stop don't miss)
Man she got me in the zone when I watch this broad pass by
Been becking at this bitch all night but this my last try
I
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