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rolled on you
Thats the fool that stoled on you
What the fuck you gon do
Fuck it I'll do it for you

[Lil'' Rob]
I'm having a conversation with somebody

Yah!
Woah
Yea yea yea

Zone 666
I pull out the 38 no miss miss (no no)
You call her yo baby 
I make her my Mrs 
Not from this planet you cannot

you hurt her but I don't hate you
You did me a solid and so man I thank you
I appreciate ya
I bet you miss
Takin' her up on every kiss every chance you

me
Left me with the way I'm feeling inside
Mental Healness, yeah, you ready to drive
Dr. Jekyll, Mr. Hyde, make them run and hide
They be trying

You're a Better Man Than I

The Yardbirds

Masteworks 1963-1965

2003

the pattern on his tie?

Well then, Mr, you're a better man than I,
Yeah, Mr, you're a better man than I,
Oh, Mr, you're a better man than I,
Yeah, Mr, you

I told that lil' nigga I don't miss
I go like that shooter in the six
I go crazy, swear I copped them bricks
Money on my own yea no assist
I told

the hood no engine this my life I'm in the
Fast lane
Niggas turn Mr Rogers soon as that cash came
Yo bitch don't care that you broke hoe lame
My niggas don't

momma
You kno gotcha
Y’all rises us all so can’t forget by maw & poppi
Bout had a lil nephew my sister grown I love you Maya
I love all my sis got Darry

Summer Girls

Kidz Bop Kids

Kidz Bop

2001

Yeah, I like it when the girls
Stop by in the summer
Do you remember?
Do you remember
When we met, last summer?
New Kids On The Block
Had

bitch and I still ain't miss hey
Tip tip tip tip toe through yo' crib aye
Tip tip tip tip toe through yo' crib uh
Lil bitch suck me up now she need a bib

nigga, I'm outside)
Yeah
I'm a whole menace
Niggas trying to play God but they dead critics
Grown nigga, I'm a man with it
If you don't got your blick you

no I
I can't relate lil nigga no I
I can't relate lil nigga here's why
I can't relate lil nigga no I
I can't relate
I am the truth you niggas is fake

miss her
Booty so big I'm loving her figure
Bro got that yeah it bang like a missile
Im married to money my paper my mrs
Paper route coming i need me

The Generous Mr. Lovewell

MercyMe

The Generous Mr. Lovewell

2010

they will know us by our love

It may not mean that much to him
But it's the world to them

Hey Mr. Lovewell
Doing today what you do every day
No

Excited II

Mr. Shadow

Till I Die

1998

[Mr. Lil One]
What's up Dawg

[Mr. Shadow]
What's up

[Mr. Lil One]
You back up in here again

[Mr. Shadow]
Yes

{Mr. Lil One]
You see that board

'm cramping up
I'm cramping up
But you're cracking up
You're cracking up
I'm Mr. Loverman
And I miss my loverman
I'm Mr. Loverman
Oh, and I miss my lover
I

alone

I’ll send her back by the morn

Lil nigga you know what I’m on 


Cause i dick em down fasho

Her knees hit the ground fasho

These bitches with

Supreme violence of the time describers (yes)
I'm the decider, you evil eyers
A pile driver provider for liars, the sleep depriver
The nick of time mercy

’ harder I
Took that shit a lil’ farther I
By the hate I’m unbothered
Yes I know I’m a target
But really I’m heartless
I’m a get it regardless
See you know

from nothing now you see me pop out the brunch hen..
surpass everybody by a landslide
fly first class now I'm up in N.Y
and I was sent by Wyclef
to be

Walk to the club don't introduce me 
I'm so lit (Yeah)
Don't talk to me goofy 
I'm so lit (Yeah) 
Call me Mr. Groovy 
Being lit 
I'm living life like

this blunt to the face
Cop me a mazzi, don't need me a bae

You a lil thot, stay out of my way
When you say, you love me, I ain't know what to say
When

I’ve had Mr. I only love my mama
I’ve had Mr. Can’t even spare a dollar
I’ve had Mr. Please don’t tell my baby mama
I’ve had Mr. What’s up with you

of some wock had to pour by the Pitcher
Pours some shit out for lil will man we miss ya
Call one my hoes and she slide to the trap after
She eat the dick