Lyrics:
Got the chop by my side yea it sing mariah Carey
At the baby shower I pull up rockin Burberry
Knock his teeth out take his money like the tooth
Driving through his emotions
He's way too deep, Mariah Carey
Type of night
Put out a fight
Got no wife
Got no life
Hit the pedal
Twist the knife
Cause
Leather, Monica,(aha ha)
Mary J. Blige, Mariah Carey, Janet Jackson, TLC, Usher, MC Lyte
Man you name it man, I got the hits playboy
Dru Hill, Da Brat,
get married
And my bitch is kinda cute she looking like Mariah Carey
Put my dad in a Ferrari they want my wave like a tsunami
Come and get it mami
We
let it ring, who tryna get married?
For Christmas all my choppa' want is you, like its name "Mariah Carey"
That nigga was talkin' and talkin', he ran
Leather, Monica,(aha ha)
Mary J. Blige, Mariah Carey, Janet Jackson, TLC, Usher, MC Lyte
Man you name it man, I got the hits playboy
Dru Hill, Da Brat,
Leather, Monica,(aha ha)
Mary J. Blige, Mariah Carey, Janet Jackson, TLC, Usher, MC Lyte
Man you name it man, I got the hits playboy
Dru Hill, Da Brat,
Terry Crews
They say that's a lie like Carey in the room
They ain't talking Mariah but the one that shoot
No disrespect to the Nick
Not talking bout
fuckin' mouth (he won't)
Live at the Oscars, you can't make up this story
Her boo August Alsina got beat up by Tory
Jada probably called him to see if he
an unsung hero
Hear me on a song and be like "homeboy he dope"
When they see me in person, they be at at a loss for words like Mariah Carey at a New Years
talk about his hammers
Cause he really had to let that hammer go
Not even cause he wanted to, Mariah Carey
I just had to let that Cannon go
full force dick
Man
These nyans crazy smoking on some weed while hanging with little babies
Singing to that one song by Mariah Carey
MF WHAT'S WITH
he's gone
Oh-oh-ooh
Prada bags in the Caddy (yeah)
I'll take care of you
Big bands, they keep adding (hey)
Choppas, I'll Mariah Carey 'em (hey)
I guess shorty mad he don't got you no more (so oh, oh, oh, oh)
So just like Pinocchio, his nose gon' grow (so oh, oh, oh, oh)
Gucci Mane, Mariah
I guess shorty mad he don't got you no more (so oh, oh, oh, oh)
So just like Pinocchio, his nose gon' grow (so oh, oh, oh, oh)
Gucci Mane, Mariah
Harold Melvin sample
I played it for Hip over the phone
He's like, "Oh, yo that shit is crazy
Jay might want it for this compilation album he doin'
You know I don't freestyle of the doome
The last words was here we go
Niggas are fubi coming here with the cherry flow Mariah Carey owh
Freestyling
of that man, know I fell out from his hands
He didn't do me worse than, and all of his friends
Them niggas out of this world, they came out of the sands
An old violin never sounded so sweet
As the one played by old Carey's daughter
Had an eye on that girl, but a rival was there
Who went by the name
the year before and how we got here
Christmastime is coming, did ya know
Everywhere but Florida comes the snow
And Mariah Carey's back up on the charts
master p I'm bout it bout it
Prints color mariah carey, if they're candid ask about it
Tell em that big gucci said it, so icey get stupid with it
Drop top
could still ride together
You don't need a Uber, you don't need a cab
Fuck a bus pass, you got a Moped man
She got nineteen eighty eight Mariah Carey
Cold days, feel short
Sunsets pass by
12 days till he's
Coming knocking at my door
It's Christmas time again
It's Christmas once again
Children
for peace the whole wide world around
I pray that what four years ago was lost
Can finally be found
Today
Oh I pray
I pray
I pray that second chances
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