Lyrics:
. Pyrex, Mr. Pyrex (working)
One point seven in the bag, that's for certain (for certain)
Mr. Pyrex, Mr. Pyrex (working)
You niggas know I've done it
the microphone and I make a motherfucker lose it
And I make niggas jump and I back niggas up
She in the back of the truck
Lil' mommy wanna fuck and she really
of a pistol
My brother run out and come back in all excited
And I said what was it and he said it was the report of a pistol and then he said
Mr Garfield
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
Bubble
Boss
BubbleOnDeck hoe
How you mad that I'm a boss
Lil small fry
Lil pee wee
Lil pump fake
Lil dictator
Lil cornbread
Get big mad
Lil boy bye
.
Just take a look around
Oh Mr. just look up
And you will, you will see it comin' down
Excuse me Mr.
But I'm a, I'm a mister too
And you're givin'
'm lyrical and what I be
Saying gon' make you think
I'm all in, I be solo
Don't need no friends
I fuck with Lil' Soto
That's my cuh-in law, he get it in
Lil
Mr America
I'm just an immigrant Nigger
Living a life in the city
Tryna get by with my pennies
Survival is a must
A job is a plus
If they hiring us
(scrrr)
medical in the bl*nt
hennesey in the cup
lil jiggy couple yitties drop the top then we up (get it)
hit the spotlight we coming every spot f*ck it
boyz
you better get them L's up .... or youll be lost boy
(Get em up up up )
0:24 Mr Cheeks
Yeh
you rocking wit the lost boyz nigga
you rocking wit
[Mr. Lil One]
HAHA motherfuckas
Mr. Shadow up in dis motherfuckaaa
[Mr. Shadow]
And '99 and on motherfuckas check it out
[Mr. Lil One]
For all your
to those of Lil' Rob
Is there anything you'd like to say to them player-haters?
And if so, what would it be?
[Mr. Shadow]
Man I gotta give it up to those
and take the head off
Pick a bitch up, drop some bread off
Get my dick sucked, take the edge off
Kill that pussy, knock it dead off
Then I fled off,
best friends yeah, with the packing
Man, this shit, it gotta happen turn the beat on, I get the snapping
Got those stuffed up in the mattress
Trap
. just look up
And you will see it's comin' down
Excuse me Mr.
But I'm a mister too
And you're givin' Mr. a bad name
Mr. like you
So I'm taking
you wanna die by a big or a lil' gun
Nigga Mr. Nervous, lil' nigga scared to pick one
No matter the circumstance, he gon' die by both guns
Niggas love
I up the gutta gutta lil boys freeze up
Skeeza all you can do is eat the meat up
It's ten thousand grams of that raw in the freezer
My gun never jam
scrilify any means, fuckin up any sceams
Or any plots that you got, you best had get rocks
We gets knots, 40 aint tha lots fuck a mule
My lil nigga hit tha
Dont you wanna
Talk about it a lil bit
Floss for a lil bit
'Cause i'm just getting right into the thick of it
Here's a story, guess who's telling it
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
love for my dogs but never for these girls
It's M.O.E. 'cuz money rule the world
But Mr. Dee-1, I grew up crummy
Saw my pops get killed in front of me
I worked for
Either that or be sentenced for a drug war
And many want to know why I've slowed up
It's either that or get fucked
Cause laws get
a beat
Yeah, I'ma get some cho-cho, one thing 'bout me
Yeah, gas up all that old shit, miss me with that
I could put you frontline, just bring it back
a beat
Yeah, I'ma get some cho-cho, one thing 'bout me
Yeah, gas up all that old shit, miss me with that
I could put you frontline, just bring it back
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