Lyrics:
wit the wrong ones nine heat em up just like he baking
Fucking wit that bitch she a hoe and she egg chasing
Lil nigga be grinding, Chasing green like
we'd ever get caught
Got about one summer left
Just give us something to work toward
Every day it was the best episode
We'd sing our hearts
Out, if we'd
glass
Shit don't stop, I mob off top
Plus my lil' brother
Just hit the cell block
My mind half gone, I don't hit another zone
I advise motherfuckers,
gonna visit this fling with a mean ass bite
Got another thang on the side so I gotta clean up right
Yeah my stick shift lookin' like it needs a lil' lick
like I took off.
And when I ride by, it's like I fly by.
You like a slow motion.
All in 3-D.
'cause everywhere I go, they by like "there he go"
like I took off.
And when I ride by, it's like I fly by.
You like a slow motion.
All in 3-D.
'cause everywhere I go, they by like "there he go"
of Lil' Robs
Is ther anythin' that you would like to say
To them Player Haters and if so what would it be
[Verse Two: Mr. Shadow]
Man I gotta give it
or either in the sky flyin by feelin jetlag
Ya job I respect that, your probably regret that
Ya mad and ya broke I'm laughin where they cash the checks at
Ya
Whoa! (It's Queen Bee nigga)
It's the jump off (Come on)
[Verse 1: Lil' Kim (Mr. Cheeks)]
I been gone for a minute now I'm back at the jump off (Jump
Excuse me lil' miss can you be my Mrs.
I'm just a nigga from the Rock can you dig it
Seen you on the 'gram glad you not catfishing
Shoot my shot like I
love, no happiness, no romance
So I'm saying goodbye
Hey Mr. Lonely
I got something to tell ya
It's kinda hard to find the words
But I'm hoping that it
and I got to meet Jay-Z and he said
"Oh, you a real soulful dude"
And he, uh, played the song 'cause he already spit his verse by the time I got
is it
But maybe this is it
Here we go dive into another episode
A story stuck in the middle that still being told
Another fork in the road
Another
me Mr. Toxic, welcome to the seminar
I ain't mean to do it, but look where we are
Ya' found another girl ear ring in my car
Now the bitch mad as a muh
Weight of all my failures got their hands around my throat
Is it set in stone?
Am I cursed to roam?
Gettin' tired of this episode
Get back to the show
let it goooo
Yo, they call me Mr. Intellectual, I keep a bunch of vegetables
Carrots and the broccoli, how the hell can you stop me?
Naughty by
and keep up and move right alone
The day is kind of off but I can get it on
I'm taking it step by step and when the night is in depth
It's cool 'cause
I've laid some tarps down on the floor
It's another horror holiday
Every villain stops the killin'
Puts their weapons away
For another horror holiday
low
I do a verse, you know my prices ain't, low
Lil' momma know I like my kisses down low
I'm Lil Bibby, Mr. Everything-For-The-Low
Mr
I'm always Surround by clouds you will get caught in the smog
The only side effect is a cough and when you come back your stride will be a moonwalk
been through
Lord help me please, another night on my knees
Praying for forgiveness and mercy
Another episode of self-addiction & affliction
Roaming like
frightened by the Compton night stalker.
When I got you by the throat you better be a fast talker.
Times running out for your program.
Better hide from
the last guest. The last fool
Mr. Carson will have to suffer gladly. You are the wind beneath
my wings. Oh, well he is."
Quarter to three. There's no one in
Porsche all red whip
And she stunting like me and she on her own
Lil mama she from Queens
Like latifah she my queen
And I ain't TIP girl but I can be your
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