Lyrics:
the fuck is you?
(Ahh, excuse me, Mr. Rapper, Mr. Rapper.) YouknowhatI'msayin?
You can't be askin me no question (It's a family oriented show.)
I'ma tell you
gig
Overqualified by the rent sticks
Red brick bash with a texted green screen
Like, "I entered my data right into your screen"
[Mr. Lif]
Jane went
. One-You're-Gonna-Want-On-A-Saturday-Night
When you're lonely, lying in the dark
I'm the number that you know by broken heart
No, I ain't Mr. Right, I'm Mr. Right-Now
The one all
Yo fat lip man
Yo man they tryin' to run a power move on us man
Yo man
You got to tell the suckers what's up boy
Yeah ha-ha
I got a letter
Yo fat lip man
Yo man they tryin' to run a power move on us man
Yo man
You got to tell the suckers what's up boy
Yeah ha-ha
I got a letter
And I know these bitches rated E 'cause they for everybody
So I'm Mr. Moseby can't trust anybody in my lobby
I think I got trust issues
You said you had
the best homeboy
[Chorus: Mr. Silent]
You can find me with my homies, I'll never run
I'll never hide from my homies, I'm down to ride
I'm down to die with
right up on your nightcap
You want beef wit us? It's a big difference, you want what?
[Capone]
Yo, fuck an empty pocket, I went from loafer penny
You know Mrs. Mooney,
Sales’ve been so dreary
—Toby!—
Poor thing is penniless.
What about that loony?
Lookin’ sort of beery.
Oh well, got her
tell me that I can't hear
Go on tell me that my mama use to e on welfare
Sticks and stones may break my bones
but names could neva hurt me Mr. Hater
Slide by mine
Till the sunshine
Baby right now, right now
Ima love you like this
Ima love you like that
Ima love you right Mrs. Lui
I know you love me
So you know I understand Mr. Choko Noko
But just to explain anything
You know that's all it is
I wasn't involved in this
By any means
Mr. Choko Noko
they want some to, they want a sample of dat!
Mr. splack-her-belly-when-I'm-breakin-yo-back
You tappin out on a mat, I got 'em ringin a bell
When I
like RBL say niggas don't smoke no damn more weed
Chorus:
You got the gin and juice, I got the dank nigga
You got the gin and juice, I got the dank
bottles of heros by my side
I want you like drugs in my eye eye
All over.
And I dey take you more serious, don’t bye bye
Imagine my black hold your white
I
the motherfuckin' pro
One nigga got pissed
And started reachin' for his shit
Three-fifty-seven on your ass fool
Like I said before, you don't get a second
When crack hit I could never forget
In '92 Mr daly was hit by gun clips
You had to pump if you wanted some kicks
The best product on the block
It was
Pick a tune
Mr. Mr.Goon, hey
See you better get that night Vision
Be like 13, that site missing
Call me werewolf cause I bite Different
Oh yeah by
Zone out, with Sean Combs and bizzy-bone out (I see you in the club)
And by one, I'm gettin' thrown out
Mami, got her toes out, ain't one army can
I'm a polite man
Bang bang here I am - cl Capone is my name - I'm a businessman
I got my gun for the case of cases I got my chicks in thousand places
I
Capone's plan, passport to foreign lands
Overseas in Japan, politickin' with Chan
Yo, N-E-P-T-U-N-E-S
The way they lace a beat like one of the best, what?
my mind creep
Deeper than the page of a book let me look
You let me hit the stage, that's when I got my folks hooked like
D.E.E.P. you want to go
a filo filo
Omo jeka fo no go dey ghost, oh
Eru to gbe wo ten kilo kilo
Ko ma tingasa ko ma tingasa (e goal)
Chinasa eyan falapa
I got her from Osapa
I Made You!
Yes I Made You!
Mr. Potatohead I Made You!
I Made You!
I Made You!
Mr. Potatohead I Made You!
there's no batteries in my back
I show you
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