Lyrics:
from that Woodlawn Park
Now young Aminé pushin' push to start
Mr. Yellowman got himself a lil' jam
Made my fetty in Japan, 'cause I do this shit for
missions l
Yea I'm onna rise tryna count hella digits
Lil shordy down to ride I call her my lil mrs
Swear I need you by side cause when you not I really miss
feat. Lil Zane, Montell Jordan
Intro [T-Bone (Lil Zane)]
Ahh, for shiggity
Mr. Boney Bone Corleone, Lil Zane
And the one and only busta
hands
Yeah that’s my lil baby, love sweeter than a mango
Drop dead gorgeous out of heaven, she an angel
If we had a baby, I would name the baby Saijal
I
great that you just hate...
Mr. nice guy Mr. nice guy
Now I'm growing up too fast and I'm dying in my past
Life is something I will follow and I'm never
smoked him in my Robins
Rob a nigga dark night, like Gotham
That nigga is trash, and LeBron he floppin'
I already knew that the lil'
Nigga was a bitch
your head, like I got your ass on record
Tune, don't be so cruel, Tune don't be so rude
Nah, fuck that, fuck these lil niggas, fuck these lil dudes
By
niggas call me Mr. Giggles
How the game go
I gotta pump fake for you niggas
Gotta get it dawg
I gotta pump fake for you niggas
A nigga don't stay still
I
I'm heavy with the semi (boom, boom)
Rockin' Palm Angels, youngins poppin' long bangers
Yeah, you know the vibes, when I pop up, the song changes
Yooooo
Its Mr.CatchMeIfYouCan
Trynna make this ginger bread
Boy i been the man
Stop playing
How you hating and a fan
Im leveling up
You understand
and blue, nigga, fuck the popo
Nigga, thank you, angel, we hit this block up on a Sunday
This beef ain't one-sided, but I swear it's gon' end only one way
them angels sing their blues ya know you'll have to pay your dues
If you want to take them home tonight
Six rounds in when a lil something catches my
to go get that
Had the wood, but I already lit that
Like a motion, lil brody a shift that
If we trade I'ma need me a pick back
I'm off the crown, smoking
DJ Khaled
DJ Terror Squad
And he goes by the name of
You got the right one, it's Weezy fuckin' baby
And if your woman lookin', I'll let
to jelly
Ever since i got my racks up niggas trynna come and kick it lionel messi
Shawty know she be petty got a lil spanish mami givin head like a becky
remember
I remember walking in to Whole Foods with my parents
They had a book bag I ain't really understand it
I got a lil older then I understood why
the ball, I don't need an assist
Brand new Palm Angel
Text my stylist "what can match these kicks?"
Remember the old days 'fore the Snapchat I was texting
and everyday we gettin high wit weed
We ride wit G's and movin on up from O's to ki's
(Big Pimp)
I was that'same pimp that y'all use to call
hey lil fat daddy
little heart can find some joy
One little angel who was riding a star
Cried as she looked down at the tree
"Oh please Mr. Father Tree, wherever you
Mr. Lil One - Loddy Doddy Lyrics
[Mr. Lil One]
*Talkin*
Yo, what's crackalatin
This is all I got to say
[Chorus]
Loddy Doddy
I love to party
like a basket
I was crazy since I was a baby
A killer since I was born
And rehearsed by the lord
Of my first coming
So you can't touch me
One two Mr
[Featuring Mac]
[Master P]
Dear Mr. President i live in the hood
Where people live bad
But say its all good
And my homies
Hi this is Steve Austin
Reportin' live from San Diego, California
I'm here wit two controversial rappers from the city
Lil' Rob and Mr. Shadow
Smoke a lil weed might drink a lil drank
Smoke a lil weed might drink a lil drank
And i just want the money I just want a sack
You just want revenge and I
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