Lyrics:
Kaput, I'm done with this life intercepted by my lights
That turn despite I don't want to breath
If I could wipe I would be gone and leave this clean slate
ride the
wave you try to slide on by
with only lies of the right your doing
how many promises must you ruin
if i gave you the blueprints would you
(Mrs. Mills)
(Mrs. Mills)
Mrs. Mills, if I could find ya (Mrs. Mills)
I would never do you wrong
Mrs. Mills, could I oblige ya (Mrs. Mills)
Would
B-U-N B
'Cause what's a ho with no pimp
And what's a pimp with no hoes?
Don't be a lame
You know the game and how it goes
We tryna get chose
Ohh, ohh, I
know from the sandbox
Now I ain't know lil' baby had an ass now
She look at me, like, "Why the fuck is you mad now?"
Bitch, you look way better than
love you!
Lucy
I'd be twice the wife she was!
I love you!
What have I done?
Could that thing have cared for you like me?
Mrs. Lovett
sing about her
Look, I'm such a mess
Please don't go Mr. Duckworth
Just wait a minute
I know you're the greatest rapper on Earth
But I'm not finished
I
of my size
Mr. Big out the west, I get em gone on the nawf
I got love on the East, you know I'm plugged in the south
Since a jit I been getting in
ooh, ooh ooh)
How could you think I'm so stupid?
I wouldn't see through? I always do
Now I got a new man
And he's ten times the man you could ever be
Mr
the trauma, she needs saving
Jesus loving predator, two different types of praying
How the fuck I gotta wipe this nigga, Mr. Clean
You older than me but still
To anybody that embody the love for they kids, keep the family away
They lookin' at you too if you standin' by him, keep the family away
I'm lookin' to shoot
later
You gotta let these haters
Jam on it, jam on it
I tell ‘em, tell ‘em jam on it!
Jam on it, jam on it j-j-j jam on it!
Mr 305, to Mr worldwide
him?
That's kinda how this is, you could a rescued me from drowning
Now it's too late, I'm on a thousand downers now, I'm drowsy
And all I wanted was
TELL ME GO IN ONE EAR AND OUT THE OTHER
DON’T TELL ANOTHER LIE TO ME ILL PUT IT DOWN FOR YOU NOW
YOU DON’T GOTTA ASK ME HOW
CHORUS
ARE YOU MR WRONG
freak, had to cut my other lil' bitch off (heh, heh, ooh, ooh, lil' bitch)
50K, you could come and book a nigga for a plug walk
20K, that ain't shit
You!
Mr. Potato Head I Made you! (You Echo)
there's no batteries in my back
I show you niggas how I move.
Yayo: And I'd like to thank game 'cause he's
spill it all over the place
(Hold up, watch my shoes, I'm gettin' plenty money, how 'bout you?)
Baby, we throw so much bread to the point I'm exhausted
"Oh, hi Emily. How are you?"
Momma: "Oh, the boys threw the frisbee over the fence again. And there
It is under the bush."
Mr. Chasen: "I'll get it for
Something about the way you smiled at me just drove me wild
Wish I could know if you're alone, don't wanna cramp your style
But I cannot deny
Something about the way you smiled at me just drove me wild
Wish I could know if you're alone, don't wanna cramp your style
But I cannot deny
Sumthin lik the torch, got that fire by any means
Niggas is doom, if you dont got the ratchet
Tryin to make that money stretch, Mr. Fantastic
Tryin to make
time kids."
"I made some jelly sandwiches and sliced up some cantelope.
I figured you could eat a little food and and then maybe play with yer cock
and no looking back for us
We got love show love that's love
Say the all you're all that l need to get by
All I need to get by oh oh oh oh
Yeah
I got
Intro:
Yea…..Mr. Criminal Lil Passion
Why these motherfuckers trying to go against our people, homie?
Go against the gente you get smashed out like
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