Lyrics:
to the 5
I can't possibly decline, man these jewels are fine
That's how I got all my riches, by pimp slappin' you bitches
Mr. 5 is in the buildin', and he's
my loved ones
I'm sorry my deepest condolences Lakrisha
RIP Eric and Big Wheaty some good people
Mr Alvin Mr Larry Ms Mary wit dem cold cups
Pass by Ms
mister
"Mr. fuck on your hoe" but no I can't kiss her
Can't cuff a lil' hoe cause no I can't miss her
Up on your grave I'm finna go piss
Like why niggas
Bitch need to do your part
You ain't never gon' win my heart
Bitch want me by her side just to make sure she okay
Yeah, I ain't no captain save a ho lil
a stripper pole come get a lap dance nigga
All deez niggas say they fly well I'm Batman nigga
I'm riding with dat 9 ain't for nan lil nigga
Take your bitch
and saying that your top five is Drake Drake Drake Drake Drake
Why all a sudden is everybody a music critic?
I don't get it, if it's not their opinion then
numb No Feelins
The Streets turnt us to 3:16 talking Stone cold Killas
My Kids gone Eat by Any Means, Bitch I'm gone GO Get IT
You know why I'm here
You
that you can throw at me
[Verse 1 - Mr. Chris]
(SOON TO COME)
[Chorus - Lil Shade]
This is just the start of things youll never get between my wings
(you're on the line girl)
Hey DJ (on the request line girl)
Play a record by my favorite band
This is a request Mr. Radio Man
Just one desire from
around the way
Yo, hey nappy head
Yo, wassup?
What you got there?
Ha, I got some of that lyrical cheeba cheeba
Word?
A cheeba cheeba y'all, well
lil', lil', lil', lil', skrrt, skrrt
Yeah, I can't trust no one so I be on my lonely
She say I fuck around, that's why she keep ignorin' me
You tyin'
Um, Mr. Jackson, what are you talking about? Well, I've heard about
Those parties, they're immoral. Mr.
Jackson I
Thought you were
DEBONAIRE: Yo wussup my nigga where the fuck you been?
JT MONEY: Shit, I jus' came from round a bitch house
tryin to get a lil pussy, why'know I
Ha, brr, bow (Why you goin' up, ReoN)
Ha, ESPN, nigga big KTA
(Oh yeah, ad, let's go) 6
I'm with lil' SpotEmGottem
Make us hop out on your
Block
This that East Coast motherfucker
Call me Mr. East Coast motherfucker (let me give them a friendly reminder real quick, yo)
Y'all already know that I
Fat Joe the Don!
And Mr worldwide reporting live from the east
Ross the boss, Mr mauricio
I know paper, can buy the newspapers
Millions now, billions
careful lil nigga
All of my niggaz are plotting
You already dead lil nigga
Woo
Woo
I'm checking for synergy and energy
So, watch how you step to me,
on
I'm tryna stay in shape
I lift weights and eat grapes
Cause it elevates my mind and my body
It's so hard we get simple
Body is your temple
That's why
and I like the beat, I'ma get on that bitch and walk it down
Walk down
Ain't too many words to be said, lil' bitch, you know Im Mr. walk Dat beat down
It may not mean nothin' to y'all
But understand nothing was done for me
So I don't plan on stoppin' at all
I want this shit forever, mane, ever,
around the way
Yo, hey nappy head
Yo, wassup?
What you got there?
Ha, I got some of that lyrical cheeba cheeba
Word?
A cheeba cheeba y'all, well
the fuck, why you always wanna start
Arguments really tearin' us apart Free Vari B Mr make somethin' spark
I got beams, I can see in the dark if she run into
B.I.G I ain’t talking Mr. Wallace
Who is me ? Don’t worry bitch I’m flawless
Won’t eat cuz that kitty got lil mileage
Question me? Why nigga cuz I
done by Mr. Zappa that I think are unfair to our country.
I think, from the beginning, to say that this is going to be balanced, when he has this
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