Lyrics:
out in Socrates' streets
Chest high talkin' wild 'bout how he was the one
'Til he learned, and got burned by the Goddamn sun
So the moral
parade, cast your dancing spell my way,
I promise to go under it.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I
missions l
Yea I'm onna rise tryna count hella digits
Lil shordy down to ride I call her my lil mrs
Swear I need you by side cause when you not I really miss
You can't catch him, you can't stop him
I go by them goon rules
If you can't beat 'em then you pop 'em
You can't man 'em then you mop 'em
You can't
You have one unheard message
Hey, baby it's me
I need to see you tonight
I know, you know I'm a little drunk just by the way I sound
Plus I seen
four
Recite it just like the scriptures, that's music I can't ignore
Mr. Duckworth?
(Keep ya head up)
What?
Mr. Shakur!
I hope you heard To Pimp
defy the chinks hide
In the wooden facade
Imma be the king you can tell it by the tracks
Forget about the things that been tryna set me back
And when I
featuring Blake see Jay Z Mr. Bristal
[Blake C]
What you sayin'?
Roc A Fella (uh huh)
Gener al (uh huh)
B.I.G. (right on)
Bad, yeah, bad lil' No more Mr. Nice Guy
Bad, V for Vendetta Bad lil
Bad lil' bitch with a bun Bad, bad lil
Poppin' on her lips with the gum Bad, bad
you're the one (and it goes a lil somethin like this)
So let's take a cruise somewhere
You and me
[Mr. Capone-E]
Come on, just cruise with me all night
his fate
Why so down bitch put a smile on that face
Take a seat right next to K
And listen close, I got something to say
Your mom was a crack whore,
Big news! My savior has arrived!
My intuition's never been so strong!
Big news! My career has been revived
All I needed was a snippy, pissy Yankee
question
I'd like to call my next eyewitness Mr. Paul Dejour
Paul could tell us what happened inside the store?
(Scarred for life)
Yeah, it was about
and halves, if we beefin' I blast
You sleepin' I laugh, ask Tip, I'm off the rip
I had this hoe who talked too much, I had to off the bitch
2-0, Mr. Crayola,
and halves, if we beefin' I blast
You sleepin' I laugh, ask Tip, I'm off the rip
I had this hoe who talked too much, I had to off the bitch
2-0, Mr. Crayola,
'm about to buy the bar (yeah)
And everywhere I drive I'm a star
Little kids all on the corner scream, "That's my car"
It was days couldn't be fly, now
out it's a stick-up, hit the floor
You fish cake niggas, stay lipping off
Did your Mama name you, or Mrs. Paul's
Battling session, what's up with it
I
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
'm about to buy the bar (yeah)
And everywhere I drive I'm a star
Little kids all on the corner scream, "That's my car"
It was days couldn't be fly, now
low
I do a verse, you know my prices ain't, low
Lil' momma know I like my kisses down low
I'm Lil Bibby, Mr. Everything-For-The-Low
Mr
Where you from?
(Where you from? Claim your set!)
Goin' up, goin' up, goin' up
I met a lil bitch on the islands
She show me it was why she be on it
did my wrongs but I could be your Mr. Right (right)
It ain’t the end of the world or the end of ya life
I just wanna see you smile by the end
To let me drop her off by this nigga
Off the river
She ridin with me thinkin that it's cool and shit
She don't think I know that she let her live
it
And Daddy that's how I need it
Begging me pls
I ain't know you was a freak on the low
I aint you was a freaky Lil hoe
Show big daddy where you about
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