Lyrics:
you walkin')
She be on her quick shit not with the drama (With the drama)
Got me by the belt now bad lil' mama (Lil mama)
Took me to the bedroom she got
Grab a hold of your heart and visualize it's a kickin'
A hollow point slug comin' outta black biscuit
You ain't just from death, we round
ya arteries,
These lil niggas don't want war with me, want no war with me
I'm a real street nigga, you can tell by how I talk
You can tell from my
the floor
I mean you run through my mind like all the time
To the point that I just wanna take ya home
I said Lil' Bow Wow you just don't know
The way you
Sitting at the top I like my view baby
Blinded by the ice and all the jewels baby
I just want a different point of view baby
Cuz I don't see the same
pricey, it's sendin' ya body chills
And we baptize cars, put hollows through windshields
[Hook: x 2]
I'm Mr. Baller, nigga
I'm Mr. Baller
What's you
to see the rear burn
Hollow point hit you so hard your body turned
You have been advised don't fuck with wise guys
Hypnotize Rydaz 4,5 clips surprise
I
him out
This is the lil' man speaking right now
Yo Timbaland kick it
If it's money to be made I guess I'm the printer
If it's ice to be rocked
This is the lil' man speaking right now
Yo, Timbaland, kick it
If it's money to be made, I guess I'm the printer
If it's ice to be rocked, I guess
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,
at you suckas, hollow point will cause a tragedy
If you wanna step to me, Crime M-O-fuckin'-B
We gon' bring artillery while swervin' in that SUV
If
of a place without my name
I can't forget, I'm not hollow
But I don't want to leave this town.
Mr. Agareshyde:
Welcome to megalomania
Please enjoy the show
to mickey's
Incredible like bitch be tryin to pull sixty-six point sixty
Victim full of fish, cook 'em shook 'em like yahtzee
I'm mo' hated than a nazi
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
bigger things
From a hollow point to an AR-15 with extensions and slings
The naysayers think they can put us down but they so wrong
I came into this game
Money SQAD Up representa
Don't temp my temper hollow tip yo temple
Make you head resemble a temple
Call me Mr big stuff
Cuz I keep my bricks stuffed
Ya
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
point in beefin' with local niggas, I
Drive the same car as Oprah, nigga
Niggas want beef, drop cheese
Lettuce in the streets then I loaf a nigga
That's
one for time for you
You motherfuckers
Yo Primo hold me down son, 'cause we ain`t playin no motherfuckin games
[Lil` Fame]
Fuck the East Coast,
the distance
Hey lil' guy, I'm just walkin' through
From another timeline where monsters eat truth
Physicists say the dough I get's proof
The multiverse
Yeah
Aye
Whoa
Hah
Aye
Aye Mr.Francis
Let me get a lil bit of ya help on this one
If you don't mind, please
I almost fucked it up
I almost lost you
Runnin' to the racks, you know I'm runnin' to the bag
Ain't believe me when I said that I would find my success
Lil boy don't act friendly, you
listen boy you better not settle for nothin
You better keep grindin and hustlin
I told ha ma you already know
You talkin Lil Wop I was born the goat
They
to mickey's
Incredible like bitch be tryin to pull sixty-six point sixty
Victim full of fish, cook 'em shook 'em like yahtzee
I'm mo' hated than a nazi
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