Lyrics:
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
four
Recite it just like the scriptures, that's music I can't ignore
Mr. Duckworth?
(Keep ya head up)
What?
Mr. Shakur!
I hope you heard To Pimp
with his comb
And he started to get sad, because he was all along
So he found Fred the Flamenco, and he tousled up his tufts
And he took Gary the Grumpy
. Chewbacca couldn't get any at home
But the hens would fly up whenever they heard him gobble
And when you gobble at Mr. Chewbacca he gobbles back
So Mr. Farmer
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up (remix)
Fuck that shit, we get turnt 'til the sun is up
All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up
mind
Got some things I need to say
Ladies be hitting my line
But I give them no kind of play
I do not give them the time
Grinding to get this paper
I'm
I put pen to pages
I grab my dream by the scruff of the neck and take it
I wanna be somebody don't wanna be nobody
All my boys acting crazy making
Mrs. Parker can I chill in yo car
Mrs. Parker I don't even know her first name
Mrs. Parker she just wanna have fun
Let's Drive to Vegas
Get married by
the greatest by far
A Dali's pretty close but no cigar
Go Victorian style
Get those sideburns growing
A nineteenth-century look gets your face glowing
If you're
But you did, now I'm going all out kid
And I got mad love to give, you my nigga
You're all
I need
To get by
You're all (lie together, cry
rather give my love to
A poor guy that has a love that's true (oh, yeah)
Than to be fooled around (ooh) and get hurt by you
'Cause when I give my love,
get in another car accident
This time with your baby mother and
Kid and instead of dying
You end up being the only
One of them that lives what?
Yeah
chance for a better one Is up to you and he Please! Forgive us for what we've done Ms. & Mr. Little Ones What kind of name is that you're calling her I've
slang shots
Hit G spots by giving hoes back shots
I'm a young country boy, long socks with flip flops
But I pull up on your block in the 500 Benz drop
knock you off quick
Give em 15k for them to get out here to floss with
And go and catch a flight to Puerto Rico with a boss bitch
Mr money getter talking
But you did, now I'm going all out kid
And I got mad love to give, you my nigga
You're all
I need
To get by
You're all (lie together, cry
cool everybody wanna be like
Mr. Montauk he's gonna take you for a ride
Mr. Montauk; give you the ride of your life
Mr. Montauk he's gonna take you for
J.N.: "I can make a bigger splash than you!"
Jimmy: "Oh yeah, give it a shot."
[While jumping up and down on diving board]
J.N.: "Can opener!"
[Big
try give her kiss
I'm try give her dick
Make the little bitch happy
We get to bending through
Hallows go into you
Mr4pound wack em
That boy a pacifist
ASS!
*gun cock*
Cartman: Hey! I'll blow your friggin head off, YOU PIECE OF CRAP!
Mr. Mackey: your one screwed up little kid, you understand?
Cartman:
a chance to
Alright then, I'm out
**Beeps**
[Mr. Shadow]
Hey wuz up Rob, I got your message dogg
Meet me at Michi Park at 8 o'clock sharp
Get ready for
Mr M
Mr M
Mr M
Model man
Model man
Model man
Mr M
Mr M
Mr M
Model man
Model man
Model man
Hey mr. model man
Can I get a second
I'm fucking with
Mr M
Mr M
Mr M
Model man
Model man
Model man
Mr M
Mr M
Mr M
Model man
Model man
Model man
Hey mr. model man
Can I get a second
I'm fucking with
you're facin'
Prosecution set it with your opening statement
Your honor, before we get started
I'd like to give my condolences to the family
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