Lyrics:
Wallbanger
Conceived in the fire by you warned through disasters
The funky child was taught to the ways of the masters
Mr. Funkee, yes girl the black mack
Dollar Dollar bills
It's like cool water
Big rocks like you brought us
Some where by Carter
Or see me rollin' with ya daughter
(What they call you, man?)
a miracle"
And I say a miracle cause this shit is hysterical
By my nephews and nieces, I will email Jesus
Tell him forward to Moses and CC Allah
Mr. Soul
this shit is hysterical
By my nephews and nieces I will email Jesus
Tell him forward to Moses and cc Allah
Mr. soul survivor does that make me
flagrant
So I chose to keep my distance
Devilish with the pen
The lord has been my witness
Quick ball out the park like I'm Willie Mays
(Hey!) Mr. Mono, can
fucked up what you did, I hooked you up wit my girl
and shit you fucked her 8 times you see her you don't say SHIT to her
you know what I'm sayin?
they gone want me out
You know what I'm talkin bout?
See me? Man,
I only take the Money Route!
These niggas iffy
They be on a funny route!
Bitches gone
Geah
Hey (c'mon)
To the full degree (c'mon, geah check it out)
(check it out)
We 'bout it
Gettin' that paper
We 'bout it
Check it out
waiting
My soul anticipating your love, your love, your love
Ladies and gentlemen
I have the pleasure to present on my album
Mr. dizzy gillespie blow!
has been waiting
My soul anticipating your love, your love, your love
Ladies and gentlemen,
I have the pleasure to present on my album
Mr. Dizzy
waiting
My soul anticipating your love, your love, your love
Ladies and gentlemen
I have the pleasure to present on my album
Mr. dizzy gillespie blow!
ass
I go to the club man, it's no cash
That black card make them chicks move fast
Can you hear me now? Can you see me now?
I throw on my jeans
I record fire, fire catches fire
Fire me fire man I'm burning up
Hot as flames fire, I'm on fire man
Mr. Fireman, come again?
I record dope dope
I record fire, fire catches fire
Fire me, fire man I'm burning up
Hot as flames fire, I'm on fire man
Mr. Fireman, come again
I record dope dope
a review on Hypnotize and you'll see nothin but potential
People gettin beat to the flo and it started wit a pencil
[Chorus]
Check it out, I'm new
to get popped by a cop?
Who the next n**** in the hood to get shot?
I hope it ain't me, so I'm strapped up in bulletproof
N**** on my stomach see -
I knew you was jealous from the day that I met you
I upset you, 'cause I get respect, I bet you
I'm even liked better by your niece and nephew
want to thank my man Baby Chris, you know what I mean?
Helped me put this Mr. Smith...Mr.Smith album together
Make it hot, know I'm sayin'?
Thank
down, I can see her pussy hair
And my dick getting bigger by the minute
I'm thinking about the pussy, wishing I was in it
She want me to cut your grass
ain't baseball, nah, the Liks won't slump
So make room for the crew with beats the jump
Yo, I'm the baddest man with a hit since Willie Mays
I'm
a halo
Hot-headed nigga, mud spillin', it's a volcano, shit
These niggas hate to see us shinin
Cold demons finna set this bitch on fire
Tinted Willie
his reasons
And I know my time gon come
I done went by a hundred seasons
Niggas filled with hate and I can't relate
Not sorry I've been dreaming
But I'm
my style?
Then let me see them digits
Rub ya nipples, causing ripples
You proceed to fidget
Woo-Ha!
Chun Li, give me the "woo-sah"
Been too long
Knee
And I only did three albums, still waiting on niggas to recoup
I really don't even see you rap niggas in my city
Unless it's LC, Kale, Wes, Clipse or Shad
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